Author's Note: I'm not completely satisfied with this chapter but this is where it took me.
Disclaimer: Still don't own them.
They bid their friends a goodnight and as soon as the front door closed, Grissom was on Sara. He pulled her into his arms and crushed his mouth to hers, backing her up against the door. They continued kissing until the need for oxygen forced them apart. Grissom rested his forehead against Sara's and closed his eyes. They were both quiet while Sara stroked the back of Grissom's neck.
"I thought it was impossible to love you more than I already did." Grissom finally broke the silence.
When he opened his eyes, Sara saw the tears he was trying to hold back. She smiled at him as she pulled him back in for another kiss. Due to her own dysfunctional childhood, Sara had never envisioned herself having kids. Once she met Gil Grissom however, she had spent many days and nights dreaming of little curly haired, blue eyed children.
"We created a life together." Grissom whispered as he finally let the tears fall. "Sara, you've given me something that I never thought I would have. I'm the happiest man that's ever lived."
He kissed her again, pouring every ounce of love he had for her into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he picked her up and carried her to their bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them.
A few days later, they made their way into the lab for their shift. Sara headed to the break room while Grissom went to his office to prepare the nights assignments. Sara was pouring coffee into her mug when Catherine and the boys walked in.
"Hey little mama!" Nick smiled brightly at his friend.
"Do not call me that." Sara glared at him as she took a drink of her coffee.
"Okay, okay." Nick held his hands up in surrender as he made his way to the coffee pot.
"Sara, I just want you to know that I forgive you." Greg walked up to her.
"Forgive me for what?" Sara looked at him in confusion.
"For carrying another man's child." Greg smirked at her. "We can still have a future together, though."
"Is that so?" Came Grissom's voice from behind them.
"Oh, shit." Nick practically squealed in delight while Catherine and Warrick grinned from their seats, eager to see what punishment awaited poor Greg.
Greg spun around so fast that Sara was sure he had given himself whiplash. She was trying not to bust out laughing at the look on Grissom's face as he stared daggers at the younger man.
"Ah, hey boss." Greg squeaked.
"Well Greg, congratulations. You get the decomp at the landfill." Grissom smiled as he handed Greg the slip of paper.
"Yes sir." Greg mumbled as he practically ran from the room.
"Cath and Warrick, you two have a DB at the Monaco. Nick and Sara, smash and grab at a gas station downtown." Grissom handed them their assignment slips, not missing the glare he was getting from his wife.
Everyone headed out of the break room to get ready for their assignments when Grissom grabbed Nick's arm as he passed.
"Nicky, keep an eye on Sara. Don't let her over do it." Grissom told the younger man. "She's been sick the last few days."
"I'll try, boss but ya know Sara." Nick drawled. "She doesn't do anything lightly and she's stubborn as a mule."
"How well I know." Grissom grumbled.
"I'll take of her. Don't worry." Nick smiled at his boss before exiting the break room.
Sara was waiting for Nick in the parking lot, leaning against her Denali and trying to tamp down a wave of nausea. As he approached, she climbed into the drivers seat and started the SUV while she waited for him to climb in.
"Let me guess." Sara smirked. "Grissom told you to keep an eye on me."
"It's so freaky how you guys do that." Nick laughed.
"I'm pregnant, not disabled." Sara huffed as she steered out of the parking lot. "I can still do my job."
"He's just worried, Sar. Give him a break." Nick said as he buckled his seat belt. "The guy just found out he's gonna be a dad."
"I know. I just don't want him treating me any different." Sara replied. "We promised nothing would ever change with work."
"At least he's not taking you out of the field and confining you to the lab." Nick smiled. "I know if I was in charge and my wife was pregnant in this line of work, that's exactly what I'd do."
"You're not helping, Nick." Sara glared at him when she stopped at a red light.
Sara and Nick continued their discussion, completely oblivious of the black car that had been following them since they pulled out of the LVPD parking lot.
Grissom was in his office going over paperwork when Catherine walked in and took the seat across from his desk.
"Can I help you, Catherine?" Grissom asked without looking up from the paper he was working on. "Don't you have a case?"
"You know you can't treat Sara like a delicate flower for the next 6 months or so, right?" Catherine said nonchalantly as she looked at her nails.
"What are you talking about?" Grissom looked at her over the top of his glasses.
"You putting her on a smash and grab?" Catherine eyed him like he'd grown an extra head. "That's a waste of her talent and you know it."
"It's better than confining her to the lab." Grissom threw his pen down and sat back in his chair.
"Gil, she's not the first pregnant woman to ever work in law enforcement." Catherine replied. "You can't keep her from doing her job just because she's carrying your child."
"I'm not keeping her from doing her job." Grissom replied calmly. "She's been sick the last few days, so I didn't think her being around a dead body or decomp was the best thing for her right now."
"Ah, morning sickness." Catherine sighed.
"More like all day sickness in Sara's case." Grissom frowned.
"That bad, huh?" Catherine winced.
Grissom nodded. "She's barely been able to eat anything without gagging."
"I remember those times." Catherine said as she rose from her seat. "It'll pass and then she'll be sending you out for ice cream at 4 in the morning."
Grissom grinned like an idiot at the thought as Catherine exited his office. He grabbed his pen and got back to work on the forms before him.
"You okay, Sar?" Nick asked as he watched Sara climb out of the car after they had pulled into the gas station parking lot. "You look a little green."
"Thanks, Nicky." Sara replied sarcastically as she fought the urge to gag. "This baby has decided to turn my stomach upside down the last few days."
"Are you gonna yak?" Nick grimaced as he watched his friend lean against the hood of the SUV.
"I'll be fine." Sara let out a deep breath. "Go on in and get started. I'll be there in a few minutes. I just need some air."
"Are you sure?" Nick eyed her.
"Yes, Nick I'm sure." Sara sighed. "I'll be right behind you."
Nick grabbed his kit and headed toward the gas station, giving Sara one last look before he entered the store. Sara took a deep breath and walked toward the back of the SUV, which was facing a dark alleyway. She threw open the trunk to grab her kit when another wave of nausea hit her, causing her to brace her hands against the back of the vehicle. She had her eyes closed, willing her stomach to settle so she never saw the tall figure approach her from behind. She felt the cloth over her nose and mouth before everything went dark.
Grissom was halfway through a stack of reports when his phone rang. He flipped it open without checking the caller ID and mumbled a greeting as he finished signing his name to the form he was working on.
"Gil." Brass spoke.
"Jim, what is it?" Grissom was immediately on alert when he heard the tone of his friends voice.
"You need to get to Sara and Nicky's scene." Brass answered, trying to keep his voice calm.
"What's wrong?" Grissom was out of his seat in an instant. "Is Sara okay?"
"Sara's missing." Those were the last words Grissom heard before he took off sprinting down the hallway. He nearly plowed into Catherine and Warrick who were coming around the corner.
"Grissom, what the hell?" Catherine screeched as he ran past her. She had never seen him in such a hurry and she immediately knew something wasn't right. She looked at Warrick and they both took off after their boss. They caught up to him in the parking garage as he was opening the door to his Denali. Catherine climbed in the passenger's seat while Warrick jumped in the back.
"Gil, what's going on?" Catherine cried as Grissom sped out of the parking lot.
"Brass called and said Sara was missing from the scene she and Nick were working." Grissom was gripping the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles were white.
"Missing?" Warrick spoke up from the back. "How the hell is she missing? It was a simple smash and grab."
Catherine braced herself as Grissom sped through traffic. She kept her eyes on her friend. There had to be some mistake. Sara couldn't be missing. Maybe she was collecting evidence somewhere and lost track of time. She silently prayed that was the case because if something had happened to Sara, she knew Grissom would lose it.
Thirty minutes later, Grissom pulled into the gas station and barely had the vehicle in park before he threw open the door and jumped out. He found Brass and Nick standing near Sara's Denali. Brass had a worried look on his face and it looked like Nick was crying.
"Where's Sara?" Grissom called as he approached the men.
"Gil, stay calm." Brass said as he stopped Grissom.
"I'm sorry Griss." Nick cried. "I promised you I'd keep an eye on her."
"Where is she?" Grissom pushed against Brass as he tried to get to Sara's SUV but Brass was holding him back.
Catherine and Warrick ran over to Nick who was in full blown tears. Catherine wrapped her arms around him, trying to calm him down while Warrick looked around. What he saw made his blood run cold.
"Oh man." Warrick said as he stared at the ground behind Sara's SUV.
"What is it?" Catherine said as she took in his expression, following his gaze and then gasping. "Oh god."
Grissom finally pushed Brass away as he walked toward the rear of the vehicle. The trunk was still open, with Sara's field kit scattered in the back. Sara's wedding band and the chain she wore it on when she worked the field were on the ground, broken. Next to it was a white cloth and small puddle of blood.