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Disclaimer: I do not own the toys I just take them out to play.
Pairing- Warrick/Sara
"So Sara you gonna come with us today?" Nick watched as she looked up from her paperwork, one hand running back through her hair, holding it out of her eyes and resting her head on it. Looking at them sideways.
"No, got to prepare for court. You all go ahead without me."
"I didn't see you name on the list today." Sara glanced back up again, the worry and weariness evident in her voice and stance, her eyes were still bright though, crisp and clear.
"I know, this isn't for work." They all looked confused Sara sighed. "Go, I'll go tomorrow, today's no good." They watched as she turned her turn back clearly finished talking. The three nodded leaving. Sara smiled as she pulled out a photo from beneath the file. "God I miss you."
Warrick saw Sara as she came in; she tried to by-pass Nick and Grissom. "So how did it go?" Nick asked; she turned back towards him walking backwards.
"Great, it went great." She turned around jogging up to Warrick, like she normally did when she found something huge on a case. A bright smile on her face.
"So," he asked, seeing her almost jump up and down.
"I did it!" The tears brightening her eyes, "I got her back!"
"That's wonderful." She allowed him to pull her into a hug. "I told you."
"I know." Her voice was soft and warm in his ear, he heard it crack as she spoke. "You gave me the strength to do it. Thank you!" He rocked her slowly back and forth. Warrick's hands slowly caressed her back.
"Anytime, anytime. So where is she?"
"At the house, with John. He's been great, I was a mess, a complete basket case before court."
"I know, but you were great."
"I threw up 6 times before we went in."
"Nerves." He wrote it off.
"No doubt, I knew that this was my last shot or I wouldn't see her again." His voice was low in her ear, comforting.
"But you have her and that's what matters. Not what ifs and past tense. You have her." Sara nodded pulling back; her arms still lightly looped around his waist.
"I owe you so much."
"You owe me nothing." His hands framed her head. "You owe me nothing, you did this."
"Not on my own." he nodded his consent.
"So tell me about it." Both dropped their arms walking into the break room.
"That was different."
"How?" Catherine voice startled both men.
"Them, those two. Did you not see them?" She casually took a sip of her coffee.
"What I saw was a woman who was happy, ecstatic about something other than work." Staring at Grissom over the rim of the cup.
"But I mean, do we think that this is a good idea?" Looking over at Grissom himself.
"There are no laws saying that they can not be together."
"No, but..."
"Sara's happy, you should be too." Catherine said pointing at him. They both left in different directions.
"I am happy," not sure who to call at too. "Just worried." He went to find a place to finish his paperwork in piece.
That night the shift was quiet, nothing new reported, no old cases to finish. Sara and Warrick had found a permanent spot together all night long. Weather it was in the lounge on break, over paperwork in the briefing room, or on the floor in the lab messing around. There was a light mood in the in the lab that day.
Catherine looked up as Sara walked into Grissom's office. Her smile was still there she looked so happy. "I'm buying breakfast for everyone at Shoney's at 6:30. I have something I want to tell you all." They nodded watching her smile brighten.
"I'll be able to run home and grab Lindsey."
"Great... then I'll see you both there." She turned leaving.
"I like her like this." Grissom nodded, going back to his work.
Warrick smiled as Sara arrived at 6:40. He knew she would be late, wanting to make sure that everyone else would be there before she got there. His eyes settled on the girl balanced surely on Sara's hip. Her eyes were a deep blue, and she had the deep brown hair of her mother's the only exception was the deep red highlights running through them. She stopped at the end of the table. "Thank you for coming, I was afraid to tell anyone while I was actually fighting the custody battle. Because I wasn't positive I could actually win." Catching Warrick's glare. "But I have, and I wanted you all to meet my daughter."
"Daughter?" Sara smiled and nodded. "Wow, congratulation, I know how stressful custody battles can be."
"It's worth everything."
"What's her name?"
"Emma." Her voice was soft like her mother's.
"Andrea EmmaRose Sidle."
"Sidle?"
"She didn't take her father's name, but we called her Emma."
"Hello Emma, this is my daughter Lindsey. She's 5."
"Hi I'm 3."
"Emma this is Nick, Catherine, Grissom and Warrick." Emma nodded looking back over her shoulder at her mother.
"Food." They all laughed as Sara looked down her at, pushing her hair back off the little girls face.
"Food? Okay, I can handle food." She turned looking over her shoulder, holding her hand up. "WAITER, WE WANT OUR FOOD."
John smiled as he walked through the door home from work. He had grown used to seeing Sara and Warrick curled on the couch but the little girl was the new addition. Warrick was on his back, Sara tucked securely into his side, her head resting next to Emma's. Emma was lying on her stomach on Warrick's chest, the three of them burrowed under the covers. Sara usually slept from 2 to 7:30, so she could be at work at 8:30. It was almost 7 now.
Warrick shifted when he lifted Emma up. "Just going to get her to bed." He nodded, feeling Sara's head shift on his chest. John disappeared. He was good like that. Him and Sara were very close, had been since they were kids. Warrick watched as Sara slept soundly. Adjusting the blanket around her. She sighed contently, kissing his chest lightly. He could feel her starting to wake. "Hey sleepy head."
"Hmmm." He sat her up slowly, carrying her into the bedroom. Sara woke up as he settled next to her. "Thank you."
"Anytime." He kissed her softly, holding her gaze as she looked up at him.
"I love you." She saw his smile; it was the first time she had told him, the first time that they've talked about it. Even after 6 months. "You walked in when the world walked out. You gave me the courage to continue. To do what I needed to do. I gave you everything. My past, my pain, my control, and you allowed me to just be me. I never had to feel pressured, or angry or like you were making me do something. You were just here when I needed you. Letting me talk when I needed to talk."
"You needed." She kissed him lightly, silencing him.
"I needed you. I allowed you into my world, my life, my home, my bed. I need you. I slowly began to trust you, well I began to trust you with the things I never thought I'd tell anyone. Including Emma, her story, everything I didn't want anyone to know I told you, because I trusted you." He smiled down at her.
"I love you too." Sara smiled as he leaned down kissing her.
"What time is it?"
"Almost 7:30." Sara hummed as he began placing kisses slowly down her jaw.
"Prefect."
Disclaimer: I do not own the toys I just take them out to play.
Pairing- Warrick/Sara
"So Sara you gonna come with us today?" Nick watched as she looked up from her paperwork, one hand running back through her hair, holding it out of her eyes and resting her head on it. Looking at them sideways.
"No, got to prepare for court. You all go ahead without me."
"I didn't see you name on the list today." Sara glanced back up again, the worry and weariness evident in her voice and stance, her eyes were still bright though, crisp and clear.
"I know, this isn't for work." They all looked confused Sara sighed. "Go, I'll go tomorrow, today's no good." They watched as she turned her turn back clearly finished talking. The three nodded leaving. Sara smiled as she pulled out a photo from beneath the file. "God I miss you."
Warrick saw Sara as she came in; she tried to by-pass Nick and Grissom. "So how did it go?" Nick asked; she turned back towards him walking backwards.
"Great, it went great." She turned around jogging up to Warrick, like she normally did when she found something huge on a case. A bright smile on her face.
"So," he asked, seeing her almost jump up and down.
"I did it!" The tears brightening her eyes, "I got her back!"
"That's wonderful." She allowed him to pull her into a hug. "I told you."
"I know." Her voice was soft and warm in his ear, he heard it crack as she spoke. "You gave me the strength to do it. Thank you!" He rocked her slowly back and forth. Warrick's hands slowly caressed her back.
"Anytime, anytime. So where is she?"
"At the house, with John. He's been great, I was a mess, a complete basket case before court."
"I know, but you were great."
"I threw up 6 times before we went in."
"Nerves." He wrote it off.
"No doubt, I knew that this was my last shot or I wouldn't see her again." His voice was low in her ear, comforting.
"But you have her and that's what matters. Not what ifs and past tense. You have her." Sara nodded pulling back; her arms still lightly looped around his waist.
"I owe you so much."
"You owe me nothing." His hands framed her head. "You owe me nothing, you did this."
"Not on my own." he nodded his consent.
"So tell me about it." Both dropped their arms walking into the break room.
"That was different."
"How?" Catherine voice startled both men.
"Them, those two. Did you not see them?" She casually took a sip of her coffee.
"What I saw was a woman who was happy, ecstatic about something other than work." Staring at Grissom over the rim of the cup.
"But I mean, do we think that this is a good idea?" Looking over at Grissom himself.
"There are no laws saying that they can not be together."
"No, but..."
"Sara's happy, you should be too." Catherine said pointing at him. They both left in different directions.
"I am happy," not sure who to call at too. "Just worried." He went to find a place to finish his paperwork in piece.
That night the shift was quiet, nothing new reported, no old cases to finish. Sara and Warrick had found a permanent spot together all night long. Weather it was in the lounge on break, over paperwork in the briefing room, or on the floor in the lab messing around. There was a light mood in the in the lab that day.
Catherine looked up as Sara walked into Grissom's office. Her smile was still there she looked so happy. "I'm buying breakfast for everyone at Shoney's at 6:30. I have something I want to tell you all." They nodded watching her smile brighten.
"I'll be able to run home and grab Lindsey."
"Great... then I'll see you both there." She turned leaving.
"I like her like this." Grissom nodded, going back to his work.
Warrick smiled as Sara arrived at 6:40. He knew she would be late, wanting to make sure that everyone else would be there before she got there. His eyes settled on the girl balanced surely on Sara's hip. Her eyes were a deep blue, and she had the deep brown hair of her mother's the only exception was the deep red highlights running through them. She stopped at the end of the table. "Thank you for coming, I was afraid to tell anyone while I was actually fighting the custody battle. Because I wasn't positive I could actually win." Catching Warrick's glare. "But I have, and I wanted you all to meet my daughter."
"Daughter?" Sara smiled and nodded. "Wow, congratulation, I know how stressful custody battles can be."
"It's worth everything."
"What's her name?"
"Emma." Her voice was soft like her mother's.
"Andrea EmmaRose Sidle."
"Sidle?"
"She didn't take her father's name, but we called her Emma."
"Hello Emma, this is my daughter Lindsey. She's 5."
"Hi I'm 3."
"Emma this is Nick, Catherine, Grissom and Warrick." Emma nodded looking back over her shoulder at her mother.
"Food." They all laughed as Sara looked down her at, pushing her hair back off the little girls face.
"Food? Okay, I can handle food." She turned looking over her shoulder, holding her hand up. "WAITER, WE WANT OUR FOOD."
John smiled as he walked through the door home from work. He had grown used to seeing Sara and Warrick curled on the couch but the little girl was the new addition. Warrick was on his back, Sara tucked securely into his side, her head resting next to Emma's. Emma was lying on her stomach on Warrick's chest, the three of them burrowed under the covers. Sara usually slept from 2 to 7:30, so she could be at work at 8:30. It was almost 7 now.
Warrick shifted when he lifted Emma up. "Just going to get her to bed." He nodded, feeling Sara's head shift on his chest. John disappeared. He was good like that. Him and Sara were very close, had been since they were kids. Warrick watched as Sara slept soundly. Adjusting the blanket around her. She sighed contently, kissing his chest lightly. He could feel her starting to wake. "Hey sleepy head."
"Hmmm." He sat her up slowly, carrying her into the bedroom. Sara woke up as he settled next to her. "Thank you."
"Anytime." He kissed her softly, holding her gaze as she looked up at him.
"I love you." She saw his smile; it was the first time she had told him, the first time that they've talked about it. Even after 6 months. "You walked in when the world walked out. You gave me the courage to continue. To do what I needed to do. I gave you everything. My past, my pain, my control, and you allowed me to just be me. I never had to feel pressured, or angry or like you were making me do something. You were just here when I needed you. Letting me talk when I needed to talk."
"You needed." She kissed him lightly, silencing him.
"I needed you. I allowed you into my world, my life, my home, my bed. I need you. I slowly began to trust you, well I began to trust you with the things I never thought I'd tell anyone. Including Emma, her story, everything I didn't want anyone to know I told you, because I trusted you." He smiled down at her.
"I love you too." Sara smiled as he leaned down kissing her.
"What time is it?"
"Almost 7:30." Sara hummed as he began placing kisses slowly down her jaw.
"Prefect."