Chapter THIRTEEN
Grissom's eyes slowly closed, as the pain seemed to go suddenly. His eyes shot open at the sound of Sara's voice. "No Griss, stay awake. You need to stay awake." He could hear tears in her voice and tried to focus on her. She was sitting on the couch, still bound.
He looked around and began to panic. "Where's Mike?"
"Quinn locked him in the bedroom." She told him turning to see Quinn walk back into the living room.
"Now, I've decided not to hurt Mike. He's my ticket out of here." Quinn chimed checking his gun and knife.
"You told me you didn't care what happened to you?" Grissom said weakly. Sara's eyes never moved from his.
"Well, I changed my mind." Quinn sat down next to Sara and leered at her. "You are a pretty one."
"Go to hell." She spat at him angrily.
"Most possibly, but that's later." Quinn pulled out his knife and traced a light line down Sara's leg. Sara's eye's widened as Quinn cut away her pant leg.
"Get away from her!" Grissom shouted the best he could and tried to move.
Quinn looked over at him and grinned. "Or what?" His hand replaced the knife and slowly drifted up her bare leg.
Sara squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away as he leaned toward her. "You sick bastard." She cried through tears.
Grissom's heart was pounding in his chest as he tried to move and stop the inevitable that was bound to happen if he didn't stop Quinn. "Too much of a coward Quinn?" Quinn glared at him, but continued. Grissom's eyes closed as Sara whimpered. "Get you fucking hands off her now!" He seethed pushing himself onto his knees.
Quinn stood angrily. "SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" He pulled out the gun and fired off two rounds.
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Brass was on the radio as soon as the first shot was fired and shouting out orders before the second.
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Sara's scream was loud enough for the street to hear as she watched Grissom fall to the floor face down. Quinn pointed the gun at her, but before his finger pulled back on the trigger, the patio doors were smashed and tear gas was thrown into the room. Quinn scrambled to escape, but there was no where to go. He kept shouting, shouting so everyone could hear him.
"I'M NOT FINISHED! THEY NEED TO DIE!"
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A SWAT officer untied Sara and she immediately went to Grissom. "Griss? Gil?" She turned him and cried harder. His chest was bleeding profusely. She covered the wound to stop the bleeding. The second bullet didn't hit him. She shouted for an ambulance and the EMT's were there in a split second, stabilising and loading him onto a stretcher. A young SWAT officer carried Mike to Sara and she held him close. The EMT's of a second ambulance took Sara and Mike to the hospital, following Grissom. Sara's head injury was bad, but she was too in shock to notice. Catherine road with Sara and looked after Mike while Sara was attended to. Warrick went with Grissom while Nick followed in the Tahoe. Brass secured the house and got everything sorted before joining everybody at the hospital. Ecklie was on the scene within minutes of the ambulances leaving and got straight to work.
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Catherine held Mike as Sara was wheeled off to surgery. She past out in the ambulance and her head wound wouldn't stop gushing out blood.
Grissom was already in surgery when the others arrived. 4 hours of agonising silence and worry amongst the team in the private waiting room. They had not heard anything from Grissom's doctor, but Sara was in neurology having scans and tests.
Mike sat playing with his baseball cards in silence. Catherine sat next to him and watched him. She looked at Warrick with concerned eyes. "He hasn't said a thing Warrick."
He nodded and looked down at Mike. "He's probably in shock."
"Maybe were should ask the doctor to check him again." Catherine brushed Mike's curls back and he looked up at her and smiled. Catherine smiled back while Warrick went to get a doctor.
Twenty minutes later the doctor walked into the waiting room with Mike in her arms. "Mike's fine, nothing seems to be wrong."
Catherine took Mike and looked at the doctor. "But he hasn't said a thing since we got here, surely that's shock or something?"
The doctor shook her head and tapped Mike's arm. 'Didn't tell them you were deaf did you?' She signed
Everyone looked at Mike with shocked faces. "Deaf?" They all said in unison.
"Yes. He's been deaf since birth, although he can hear certain pitches of sound he can't make out human speech very well. You didn't know?" She asks.
"We didn't know about him until a day ago. He and his mother just moved here." Catherine explained.
The doctor smiled and patted Mike's head. "Well, we've got his records and his father's doing fine. It is a Mr. Grissom right?" Catherine nodded. "He's out of surgery and in recovery. I'll find his doctor for you. In the mean time." The doctor pulled out a small lolly and handed it to Mike. 'Bye Mike.'
"Bye." He said cheerily.
Nick took Mike from Catherine and sat him down. "Like father like son huh?" Mike nodded and giggled. Everyone laughed.
"He can obviously read lips." Warrick supplied sitting next to Catherine.
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Grissom woke with a start and the nurse had to push him back down. "Mr Grissom, please stay still." Grissom lay down and grimaced in pain at the sudden movement. "Mr Grissom, you're in the hospital."
He opened his eyes and after a few seconds he focused on the nurse. "Where's Sara and Mike?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know. I'll find out, just please stay still." Grissom nodded and closed his eyes.
15 minutes later Catherine walked in with Mike holding her hand. "Daddy." Mike said apon seeing his father.
Grissom looked down at him and smiled. "Hey buddy. Come here." He patted the bed lightly and Catherine placed Mike next to him. "You ok?"
Mike smiled and nodded. "Not hurt." He said sadly. "Mummy hurt."
"I know, she's going to be ok." Grissom assured seeing Catherine's nodded. "How is she Cath?"
"Better. They managed to stop the bleeding. There just making sure there's no brain damage. Test, checks, the usual." She took his hand and squeezed it. "How about you?"
Grissom nodded. "Ok, still sore and very tired."
"Get some rest and hopefully Sara will be awake later. You want us to stay?"
"Yeah." Mike lay down next to his father and Grissom wrapped one arm around him. Holding him securely. Catherine sat down and watched them. She'd never thought Grissom would be very good with children let alone have one of his own. He seemed to be a good father. Grissom tightened his hold on his son and brushed his curls back with his free hand.
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Sara's head was throbbing. She looked around the white room and cringed at the door opening with its creaking hinges. "Sorry." Catherine said noticing her wince.
"It's fine." Sara said slowly. "Head hurts." Her tone was light and low.
Catherine smiled and sat down. "Not surprising." She spoke in a just as low and light tone.
"Where's everyone, how's Grissom and Mike?"
"Mike's with Grissom. There asleep." Sara smiled and closed her eyes. "He's quite the father isn't he."
"You'd be surprised. He's a great father and Mike adores him." Sara's speech slurred a little. "Sorry Cath, I don't seem to talk for long."
"It's ok, you've all been through a lot. I'm going to tell the others to come back later. You get some rest." Catherine wrapped her fingers round Sara's and squeezed them.
Chapter FOURTEEN
Grissom couldn't move. His chest and side was hurting immensely. Mike was playing with his baseball cards, he was laying them out and putting them in some sort of order. The door opened and Mike crawled off the bed and ran towards the visitor.
"Mummy."
Sara lifted him up and sat him on her knee. The nurse wheeled the chair in and stopped next to Grissom's bed. Sara raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Lying on the job I see."
Grissom shook his head and laughed a little. He stopped as pain assaulted him. Holding his chest with one hand he reached for hers and entwined them. "Picking on me already huh?"
"Better place than any." She grinned. Mike wrapped his arms around her neck and looked at the bandage.
"Mummy hurt." Mike said looking into her eyes.
"I'm fine sweetie." Sara looked at Grissom and squeezed his hand. "Good news. No brain damage or memory lose, just one hell of a headache and loads of drugs. How about you, you seen the doctor?"
"Yeah. No lung damage. Spleen removed and a transfusion. It's going to be a while before I'll be walking alone and apparently no work or lifting for about 3 months." Grissom relayed what his doctor had told him.
Sara laughed lightly. "Good thing the doctor told you before I got a chance."
Raising a playful eyebrow and smirking at her, he pulled on her hand. Sara leaned forward and kissed him briefly. "More time with my family." He murmured into her mouth.
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Two months later and the house had been redecorated, Grissom was walking around with help from a cane and Sara's head injury was healing quickly, Catherine had some bad news and sat down on the couch.
"Mobley want's Sara moving to days." She said without hesitation.
Grissom looked at Sara and shook his head. "No."
"No choice. He want's her to transfer to days or go back to San Francisco. Your relationship is apparently not appropriate in the work place." Before Catherine could continue Sara jumped in.
"That's unfair. We never brought our personal relationship into the lab before or after Quinn. He can't do that." Sara sat down and rubbed her face.
Grissom lowered himself to her side slowly and pulled her against him. "We'll think of something even if it means me giving up supervisor."
Sara and Catherine's heads whipped around in shock. "No, Gil you can't do that." Sara protested. "You worked so hard to get where you are. I'm not letting you give that up not because of this."
Grissom stared at her in shock. "This? You mean me and you or the lab and our relationship Sara?" Catherine stood and left them, not wanting to witness the impending argument.
"The lab and our relationship Gil not us." She took his hand in hers. "I'm not giving up what we have, but I'm not going to let you loose your job because Mobley thinks we will somehow bring our private lives into work."
Resting his head to hers, he sighed. "I'm sorry. I don't want to give up anything. There has to be something. I'm not letting Mobley transfer you anywhere. I want to be with you at home and at work." He kissed her hair and held her close.
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Three days later, Sara was sitting in bed reading. Grissom was asleep and nestled against her side. It was nearly time to get up, but she was too engrossed in the book to take notice of the time. Grissom ran his hand down her thigh in his sleep and smiled as she twitched slightly. Sara couldn't suppress the giggle and Grissom looked up at her with groggy eyes.
"Ticklish my love?"
Sara closed the book and snuggled down to face him. Grissom's hand moved up her body as she slid into a laying position. "What were you dreaming about?" She asked playfully.
Smiling at her, he let his fingers trace her collarbone. "You."
"Really?" She asked mock surprise.
He shook his head. "Nope might have been monkeys or something, can't quite remember." He moved away as she hit him with her pillow. "Ow ouch, hey, honey, stop I'm hurt." He laughed.
Sara hovered over him and gazed into his eyes. She brushed his hair back and ran her hand down his cheek. "Yes."
Grissom narrowed his eyes with a smile. "Yes what?"
She grinned and laid her head on his shoulder. "Yes, I'll marry you."
Grissom sucked in his breath. Sara looked at him in concern. "You will?" He asked not believing his ears.
"Yes. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." She played with his curls and smiled down at him.
"I thought you didn't want to. I'm mean aren't you worried about work?"
Sara nodded. "I am, but I was reading the department rules and it says nothing about relationships between lab personnel regardless there rank. The lab's not part of the police department."
Grissom pulled her to him. "We won't have to worry about the threat from Mobley if we're married." Grissom loosened his hold at the thought that popped into his head. "You're only saying yes because of the threat aren't you?"
Taken aback by the question, she pulled away from him and sat up. "No. How could you think that? I've always wanted to marry you, but I was terrified. It's still terrifying. It's the biggest step I've ever considered taking. Gil, please believe me. I want to marry you. I want to live here with you permanently. Mike will have a secure and permanent home as he grows up. I want to share that with you."
He pushed himself up and brushed her tears away. "I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry. I know you mean it, really I do. I'm just shocked you finally said yes." He chuckled and pulled her to him. "Now we get to live that life we've always talked about."
Sara kissed his neck and smiled. "I should have said yes a long time ago and none of the pain from over the years would have been necessary."
Grissom held her head in his hands and smiled. "It wasn't all pain. There were tough times, but what relationship doesn't have bad patches. The best thing now is that you and I are going to be married." His happiness was plastered all over his face as he kissed her deeply.
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Three months had past since Grissom was released from the hospital, and one month since Sara agreed to marry him. Although Grissom was still using the cane to get around, he was healing and Sara's head had completely healed. Mike had spent a month and a half spending his nights with a night time carer/babysitter that was capable of looking after themselves and had self defence training. Sara and Grissom weren't going to let anything happen to Mike and although Sam was a good friend and great babysitter, it wasn't fair that anyone should have gone through what she did and not have the training to protect themselves.
Sam's body was found after Brass and Ecklie interviewed Grissom when he came out of hospital. She was found in the back garden of Grissom's house in the sewage drain beneath the manhole cover. James Quinn was sentences on four counts of murder and three counts of attempted murder. Four lifetime sentences were past and he was sent to jail to spend the rest of his life behind bars.
Sara and Grissom were married six months afterwards. They moved to a new and larger house shortly after their honeymoon and Mike was enrolled at the best deaf pre-school in Vegas. Everyone at the lab learnt a little sign language so they could talk to Mike and they even offered to take turns looking after him when Sara and Grissom wanted some time alone.
Grissom recovered fully from his injuries and although, now and then when he lifted things, his chest would twinge and he would get an earful from his wife. Sara continued to work the nightshift and they both never brought their private life into the lab. They worked cases together and split to partner up with the others. Life was normal or a normal as life can be and soon enough Sara was pregnant again. Grissom the proud father was over the moon and couldn't wait to share the news with everyone after the first check up.
Mike was growing fast and soon became very interested in baseball the game and joined the little league. He still collects the cards and one night at the lab when Mike was brought in with a cold and cough, Grissom recognised a pattern in his son's sorting of the cards. They were in order of stats. The most home runs to the least. He pointed this out to Sara and both agreed to begin teaching him more advanced things for his age as maths and science. Mike came to love numbers and math at the age of 6 and soon found himself in a higher learning class at his deaf school. Although he received some minor special treatment, he never took anything or anyone for granted, or used his intelligence to get back at others. This made his parents very proud and once his little brother was born, he helped his mother around the house. As much as a growing little boy could.
Some areas in their marriage were up and down, but they never stopped talking and getting through it together. Love was always there and through that love and determination was a strong growing family with a bright future in their path.
THE END
(My brain and me are arguing. Way too many stories to complete and get past completed ones posted. It's difficult with a slow computer and dodgey Internet connection. I hoped you loved the story. Kind of enjoyed it myself. But it's your thoughts what count, so I would love to hear them, but be nice. I never sleep at night, because I can't and so I write. I do pretty well on three hours of sleep sometimes. Aren't insomniacs cool? lol.)
Grissom's eyes slowly closed, as the pain seemed to go suddenly. His eyes shot open at the sound of Sara's voice. "No Griss, stay awake. You need to stay awake." He could hear tears in her voice and tried to focus on her. She was sitting on the couch, still bound.
He looked around and began to panic. "Where's Mike?"
"Quinn locked him in the bedroom." She told him turning to see Quinn walk back into the living room.
"Now, I've decided not to hurt Mike. He's my ticket out of here." Quinn chimed checking his gun and knife.
"You told me you didn't care what happened to you?" Grissom said weakly. Sara's eyes never moved from his.
"Well, I changed my mind." Quinn sat down next to Sara and leered at her. "You are a pretty one."
"Go to hell." She spat at him angrily.
"Most possibly, but that's later." Quinn pulled out his knife and traced a light line down Sara's leg. Sara's eye's widened as Quinn cut away her pant leg.
"Get away from her!" Grissom shouted the best he could and tried to move.
Quinn looked over at him and grinned. "Or what?" His hand replaced the knife and slowly drifted up her bare leg.
Sara squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away as he leaned toward her. "You sick bastard." She cried through tears.
Grissom's heart was pounding in his chest as he tried to move and stop the inevitable that was bound to happen if he didn't stop Quinn. "Too much of a coward Quinn?" Quinn glared at him, but continued. Grissom's eyes closed as Sara whimpered. "Get you fucking hands off her now!" He seethed pushing himself onto his knees.
Quinn stood angrily. "SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" He pulled out the gun and fired off two rounds.
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Brass was on the radio as soon as the first shot was fired and shouting out orders before the second.
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Sara's scream was loud enough for the street to hear as she watched Grissom fall to the floor face down. Quinn pointed the gun at her, but before his finger pulled back on the trigger, the patio doors were smashed and tear gas was thrown into the room. Quinn scrambled to escape, but there was no where to go. He kept shouting, shouting so everyone could hear him.
"I'M NOT FINISHED! THEY NEED TO DIE!"
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A SWAT officer untied Sara and she immediately went to Grissom. "Griss? Gil?" She turned him and cried harder. His chest was bleeding profusely. She covered the wound to stop the bleeding. The second bullet didn't hit him. She shouted for an ambulance and the EMT's were there in a split second, stabilising and loading him onto a stretcher. A young SWAT officer carried Mike to Sara and she held him close. The EMT's of a second ambulance took Sara and Mike to the hospital, following Grissom. Sara's head injury was bad, but she was too in shock to notice. Catherine road with Sara and looked after Mike while Sara was attended to. Warrick went with Grissom while Nick followed in the Tahoe. Brass secured the house and got everything sorted before joining everybody at the hospital. Ecklie was on the scene within minutes of the ambulances leaving and got straight to work.
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Catherine held Mike as Sara was wheeled off to surgery. She past out in the ambulance and her head wound wouldn't stop gushing out blood.
Grissom was already in surgery when the others arrived. 4 hours of agonising silence and worry amongst the team in the private waiting room. They had not heard anything from Grissom's doctor, but Sara was in neurology having scans and tests.
Mike sat playing with his baseball cards in silence. Catherine sat next to him and watched him. She looked at Warrick with concerned eyes. "He hasn't said a thing Warrick."
He nodded and looked down at Mike. "He's probably in shock."
"Maybe were should ask the doctor to check him again." Catherine brushed Mike's curls back and he looked up at her and smiled. Catherine smiled back while Warrick went to get a doctor.
Twenty minutes later the doctor walked into the waiting room with Mike in her arms. "Mike's fine, nothing seems to be wrong."
Catherine took Mike and looked at the doctor. "But he hasn't said a thing since we got here, surely that's shock or something?"
The doctor shook her head and tapped Mike's arm. 'Didn't tell them you were deaf did you?' She signed
Everyone looked at Mike with shocked faces. "Deaf?" They all said in unison.
"Yes. He's been deaf since birth, although he can hear certain pitches of sound he can't make out human speech very well. You didn't know?" She asks.
"We didn't know about him until a day ago. He and his mother just moved here." Catherine explained.
The doctor smiled and patted Mike's head. "Well, we've got his records and his father's doing fine. It is a Mr. Grissom right?" Catherine nodded. "He's out of surgery and in recovery. I'll find his doctor for you. In the mean time." The doctor pulled out a small lolly and handed it to Mike. 'Bye Mike.'
"Bye." He said cheerily.
Nick took Mike from Catherine and sat him down. "Like father like son huh?" Mike nodded and giggled. Everyone laughed.
"He can obviously read lips." Warrick supplied sitting next to Catherine.
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Grissom woke with a start and the nurse had to push him back down. "Mr Grissom, please stay still." Grissom lay down and grimaced in pain at the sudden movement. "Mr Grissom, you're in the hospital."
He opened his eyes and after a few seconds he focused on the nurse. "Where's Sara and Mike?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know. I'll find out, just please stay still." Grissom nodded and closed his eyes.
15 minutes later Catherine walked in with Mike holding her hand. "Daddy." Mike said apon seeing his father.
Grissom looked down at him and smiled. "Hey buddy. Come here." He patted the bed lightly and Catherine placed Mike next to him. "You ok?"
Mike smiled and nodded. "Not hurt." He said sadly. "Mummy hurt."
"I know, she's going to be ok." Grissom assured seeing Catherine's nodded. "How is she Cath?"
"Better. They managed to stop the bleeding. There just making sure there's no brain damage. Test, checks, the usual." She took his hand and squeezed it. "How about you?"
Grissom nodded. "Ok, still sore and very tired."
"Get some rest and hopefully Sara will be awake later. You want us to stay?"
"Yeah." Mike lay down next to his father and Grissom wrapped one arm around him. Holding him securely. Catherine sat down and watched them. She'd never thought Grissom would be very good with children let alone have one of his own. He seemed to be a good father. Grissom tightened his hold on his son and brushed his curls back with his free hand.
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Sara's head was throbbing. She looked around the white room and cringed at the door opening with its creaking hinges. "Sorry." Catherine said noticing her wince.
"It's fine." Sara said slowly. "Head hurts." Her tone was light and low.
Catherine smiled and sat down. "Not surprising." She spoke in a just as low and light tone.
"Where's everyone, how's Grissom and Mike?"
"Mike's with Grissom. There asleep." Sara smiled and closed her eyes. "He's quite the father isn't he."
"You'd be surprised. He's a great father and Mike adores him." Sara's speech slurred a little. "Sorry Cath, I don't seem to talk for long."
"It's ok, you've all been through a lot. I'm going to tell the others to come back later. You get some rest." Catherine wrapped her fingers round Sara's and squeezed them.
Chapter FOURTEEN
Grissom couldn't move. His chest and side was hurting immensely. Mike was playing with his baseball cards, he was laying them out and putting them in some sort of order. The door opened and Mike crawled off the bed and ran towards the visitor.
"Mummy."
Sara lifted him up and sat him on her knee. The nurse wheeled the chair in and stopped next to Grissom's bed. Sara raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Lying on the job I see."
Grissom shook his head and laughed a little. He stopped as pain assaulted him. Holding his chest with one hand he reached for hers and entwined them. "Picking on me already huh?"
"Better place than any." She grinned. Mike wrapped his arms around her neck and looked at the bandage.
"Mummy hurt." Mike said looking into her eyes.
"I'm fine sweetie." Sara looked at Grissom and squeezed his hand. "Good news. No brain damage or memory lose, just one hell of a headache and loads of drugs. How about you, you seen the doctor?"
"Yeah. No lung damage. Spleen removed and a transfusion. It's going to be a while before I'll be walking alone and apparently no work or lifting for about 3 months." Grissom relayed what his doctor had told him.
Sara laughed lightly. "Good thing the doctor told you before I got a chance."
Raising a playful eyebrow and smirking at her, he pulled on her hand. Sara leaned forward and kissed him briefly. "More time with my family." He murmured into her mouth.
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Two months later and the house had been redecorated, Grissom was walking around with help from a cane and Sara's head injury was healing quickly, Catherine had some bad news and sat down on the couch.
"Mobley want's Sara moving to days." She said without hesitation.
Grissom looked at Sara and shook his head. "No."
"No choice. He want's her to transfer to days or go back to San Francisco. Your relationship is apparently not appropriate in the work place." Before Catherine could continue Sara jumped in.
"That's unfair. We never brought our personal relationship into the lab before or after Quinn. He can't do that." Sara sat down and rubbed her face.
Grissom lowered himself to her side slowly and pulled her against him. "We'll think of something even if it means me giving up supervisor."
Sara and Catherine's heads whipped around in shock. "No, Gil you can't do that." Sara protested. "You worked so hard to get where you are. I'm not letting you give that up not because of this."
Grissom stared at her in shock. "This? You mean me and you or the lab and our relationship Sara?" Catherine stood and left them, not wanting to witness the impending argument.
"The lab and our relationship Gil not us." She took his hand in hers. "I'm not giving up what we have, but I'm not going to let you loose your job because Mobley thinks we will somehow bring our private lives into work."
Resting his head to hers, he sighed. "I'm sorry. I don't want to give up anything. There has to be something. I'm not letting Mobley transfer you anywhere. I want to be with you at home and at work." He kissed her hair and held her close.
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Three days later, Sara was sitting in bed reading. Grissom was asleep and nestled against her side. It was nearly time to get up, but she was too engrossed in the book to take notice of the time. Grissom ran his hand down her thigh in his sleep and smiled as she twitched slightly. Sara couldn't suppress the giggle and Grissom looked up at her with groggy eyes.
"Ticklish my love?"
Sara closed the book and snuggled down to face him. Grissom's hand moved up her body as she slid into a laying position. "What were you dreaming about?" She asked playfully.
Smiling at her, he let his fingers trace her collarbone. "You."
"Really?" She asked mock surprise.
He shook his head. "Nope might have been monkeys or something, can't quite remember." He moved away as she hit him with her pillow. "Ow ouch, hey, honey, stop I'm hurt." He laughed.
Sara hovered over him and gazed into his eyes. She brushed his hair back and ran her hand down his cheek. "Yes."
Grissom narrowed his eyes with a smile. "Yes what?"
She grinned and laid her head on his shoulder. "Yes, I'll marry you."
Grissom sucked in his breath. Sara looked at him in concern. "You will?" He asked not believing his ears.
"Yes. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." She played with his curls and smiled down at him.
"I thought you didn't want to. I'm mean aren't you worried about work?"
Sara nodded. "I am, but I was reading the department rules and it says nothing about relationships between lab personnel regardless there rank. The lab's not part of the police department."
Grissom pulled her to him. "We won't have to worry about the threat from Mobley if we're married." Grissom loosened his hold at the thought that popped into his head. "You're only saying yes because of the threat aren't you?"
Taken aback by the question, she pulled away from him and sat up. "No. How could you think that? I've always wanted to marry you, but I was terrified. It's still terrifying. It's the biggest step I've ever considered taking. Gil, please believe me. I want to marry you. I want to live here with you permanently. Mike will have a secure and permanent home as he grows up. I want to share that with you."
He pushed himself up and brushed her tears away. "I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry. I know you mean it, really I do. I'm just shocked you finally said yes." He chuckled and pulled her to him. "Now we get to live that life we've always talked about."
Sara kissed his neck and smiled. "I should have said yes a long time ago and none of the pain from over the years would have been necessary."
Grissom held her head in his hands and smiled. "It wasn't all pain. There were tough times, but what relationship doesn't have bad patches. The best thing now is that you and I are going to be married." His happiness was plastered all over his face as he kissed her deeply.
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Three months had past since Grissom was released from the hospital, and one month since Sara agreed to marry him. Although Grissom was still using the cane to get around, he was healing and Sara's head had completely healed. Mike had spent a month and a half spending his nights with a night time carer/babysitter that was capable of looking after themselves and had self defence training. Sara and Grissom weren't going to let anything happen to Mike and although Sam was a good friend and great babysitter, it wasn't fair that anyone should have gone through what she did and not have the training to protect themselves.
Sam's body was found after Brass and Ecklie interviewed Grissom when he came out of hospital. She was found in the back garden of Grissom's house in the sewage drain beneath the manhole cover. James Quinn was sentences on four counts of murder and three counts of attempted murder. Four lifetime sentences were past and he was sent to jail to spend the rest of his life behind bars.
Sara and Grissom were married six months afterwards. They moved to a new and larger house shortly after their honeymoon and Mike was enrolled at the best deaf pre-school in Vegas. Everyone at the lab learnt a little sign language so they could talk to Mike and they even offered to take turns looking after him when Sara and Grissom wanted some time alone.
Grissom recovered fully from his injuries and although, now and then when he lifted things, his chest would twinge and he would get an earful from his wife. Sara continued to work the nightshift and they both never brought their private life into the lab. They worked cases together and split to partner up with the others. Life was normal or a normal as life can be and soon enough Sara was pregnant again. Grissom the proud father was over the moon and couldn't wait to share the news with everyone after the first check up.
Mike was growing fast and soon became very interested in baseball the game and joined the little league. He still collects the cards and one night at the lab when Mike was brought in with a cold and cough, Grissom recognised a pattern in his son's sorting of the cards. They were in order of stats. The most home runs to the least. He pointed this out to Sara and both agreed to begin teaching him more advanced things for his age as maths and science. Mike came to love numbers and math at the age of 6 and soon found himself in a higher learning class at his deaf school. Although he received some minor special treatment, he never took anything or anyone for granted, or used his intelligence to get back at others. This made his parents very proud and once his little brother was born, he helped his mother around the house. As much as a growing little boy could.
Some areas in their marriage were up and down, but they never stopped talking and getting through it together. Love was always there and through that love and determination was a strong growing family with a bright future in their path.
THE END
(My brain and me are arguing. Way too many stories to complete and get past completed ones posted. It's difficult with a slow computer and dodgey Internet connection. I hoped you loved the story. Kind of enjoyed it myself. But it's your thoughts what count, so I would love to hear them, but be nice. I never sleep at night, because I can't and so I write. I do pretty well on three hours of sleep sometimes. Aren't insomniacs cool? lol.)
