Dr. Mee was waiting in the ambulance bay with gloves in hand ready to check her upon arrival. She climbed in the back and gently opened Sara's legs. Grissom blocked any view from the open doors. Sara moaned in pain at the intrusion of her body. Dr. Mee is not as gentle as Doc is.

"He's ready. Let's move. We need to get him out. Take her right up to the maternity floor." She disappeared and they were on the move again. Dr. Mee met her as she was coming off of the elevator. She directed the stretcher to the surgery suite. Gil was whisked away by a nurse to put scrubs on. Sara had her gown changed again and was given an epidural. When Gil came in the room, she was happy although strapped to a table. He sat by her head and held her hand while he waited for the baby to announce his arrival.

"I feel no pain. Kiss me."

"I can't. I have to wear this mask. I love you."

"I love you too. Drugs, good. Pain, bad." He smiled at her though he knew she couldn't see it. He watched the preparations take place and held her hand.

"Sara, can you feel this?" Dr. Mee asked.

"Feel what?"

"That's just what I wanted to hear. I am going to begin. In a few minutes, you'll feel some hard tugging and then he will be here."

"Ok." Grissom stood to watch. Amazing was only one of several adjectives he could apply to what he was witnessing. Dr. Mee's hands went into Sara's body and pulled out a baby; like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat. He watched the tiny body be cradled and then suctioned causing him to cry. His own tears went unnoticed by anyone, including himself.

"Here he is. He's beautiful Sara." Dr. Mee handed the baby to a nurse so she could stitch Sara up. Gil sat back down by her head. They both watched, as best they could, the nurses fuss over him and clean him up. He was weighed and measured. The entire time, the little bundle was letting everyone know how unhappy he was at the moment. Sara couldn't stop smiling. Dr. Mee was worried that the baby may have ingested some meconium and asked that he be given a more thorough exam. He was wrapped up tight and placed into Grissom's arms for the first time.

"He's beautiful, Sara." He showed her and she stroked his face since her arms were still strapped down. She smiled with tears in her eyes. The nurse took him back to give him a bath and perform a few tests to make sure he is healthy. Grissom held her hand and laid his forehead on hers. They were speaking softly even though no one in the room was paying any attention to them.

"You're amazing. Thank you for letting me be a part of this."

"Thank you for always being there. If I didn't have you here with me, he would be going to different parents. I just wish he was biologically your baby."

"I do too. We can do something about that in the future."

"I'd like that. Can I recover first?" He chuckled and nodded against her forehead. Their whispered conversation was interrupted by the completion of the surgery. Sara was cleaned up and placed in a room. She fell asleep almost immediately upon being placed in her new bed. Gil went to call Doc so he could inform the team.

David was busy cleaning and sterilizing the 'baby room' when he heard Doc on the phone. It sounded like a happy conversation and hoped it was news on the baby.

"I will tell everyone. Congratulations Gil. Give Sara our love and tell her we'll all be there sometime after shift." He hung up the phone and entered the large room.

"David, I'm going for a walk. Jacob Richard Albert Grissom is here weighing in at ten pounds, eleven ounces and twenty-two inches long." David dropped the utensil he was cleaning.

"He's a big baby. Tell me she didn't push him out."

"No. She had a C-section. She's resting now and I told Gil we would be over to visit later. Oh, we might as well leave baby central up in case we need it for Catherine." Doc walked out of the room telling everyone he saw the good news. He saw a few people get on the phone presumably to call other employees or detectives. Catherine actually winced when she heard how big that baby was.

"No wonder she couldn't walk. She's too tiny to carry a baby that big. Is she having a DNA test done to find out which asshole did it?"

"If she is, then she hasn't asked me to do it and neither has Gil." He answered her next question before she had a chance to ask it. She nodded and walked away pulling her phone out to call Warrick.

Soon, the tiny hospital room was inundated with visitors. It seemed as though every single employee came by after shift. Sara fell asleep a few times, but it was understandable. Nurses frequently had to come in and shoo people away to keep the visitor rule at least somewhat believable. They would have been a lot stricter if Sara didn't have a private room. She was in pain and did manage to keep her temper in check; mostly. It wasn't until visiting hours were over that she was awake enough to spend quality time with Gil and the baby alone. There was no need for talking, so they sat in peace. Jacob began to fuss so Sara asked for a bottle to feed him. Gil changed his diaper first and handed him back to Sara so she could feed him. He was surprised that she didn't want to breastfeed. She didn't even try. He would ask her about it some other time. He was content to watch her feed their son. He was tired, but couldn't go to sleep until Jacob was in the basinet. Sara wasn't allowed to get out of the bed yet and couldn't lift anything heavier than Jacob anyway.