Title: When It All Comes Crashing Down
Author: Stepf/CSIphile
Notes: None, more downfall of people finding out, but its all good. Sara puts the smackdown on Ecklie, that cant be a bad thing. You are probably bored stupid waiting for Joey, but give me some credit for writing 8 chapters of Grissom and Sara without angst, I'm pretty sure that's a personal record.
Thanks: You know who you are. Of course you readers, without you, I'd be nothing.
At the same time, Grissom is sitting in Mobley's office, waiting for the explosion from the sheriff.
"Well, Gil. This isn't what I meant by keeping your relationship to yourselves." The younger man sighs loudly and rubs his forehead. "Do you purposely do this stuff to make my life more difficult? Or is it just some knack you have?"
"Yeah Brian, we didn't have anything better to do, so we figured why not make **your** life harder." Grissom stares down the man with a hard glare; Mobley can be a prick sometimes. "Besides, its nobody's business who the father is, and legally you can't ask."
"Very true. Are you planning on getting married?" he asks. "I could care less if you have a child out of wedlock, I just wants to be prepared to explain it to my superiors."
Grissom is surprised by the question, since no one has asked him that yet, and honestly he hasn't considered the option. Not that he is opposed to marrying Sara; he can't picture spending life without her. They hadn't discussed it and he isn't even sure she would want to. It would seem too much like they were getting married because of the baby, and if they did that wouldn't be the reason. Grissom is so lost in thought he forgets that Mobley even posed a question.
"Gil?"
"I.don't know right now Brian. But if that changes I will let you know. I'll be sure to wait until right before the next election though."
Brian gives Grissom an exasperated look. "That's not funny Gil."
"I know," he states simply, his expression never changing.
"We will deal with it as best we can, don't have a choice. But I advise you not to broadcast you're the father to anyone besides your shift; that will cause more headaches than it's worth."
Grissom easily reads between the lines: Ecklie doesn't need to know. "No problem. Thanks, Brian. You've been.helpful." Grissom actually is surprised by Mobely's open attitude on the matter; this could be a lot worse without his support.
Two weeks after telling the team, Sara is yet again trying to zip up her pants, this time; however, the zipper refuses to make its way to the top. Sighing loudly and throwing her hands up, she turns back to the closet in search of something she can wear to work. While rifling through the clothes, Grissom walks into the room and watches her. She is standing with only her jeans and bra on, the former not zipped and he suspects why: just the night before he commented how quickly her belly seemed to grow lately. She had retorted the kid was making up for lost time. He chuckles lightly at the memory and almost laughs out loud at her when she lets out a loud groan.
Slowly he approaches her and wraps his arms around her waist, moderately surprised when she stiffens at first before relaxing. Every once in a while she still starts at the phone, or tenses if he approaches her from behind.
"I cannot find a pair of pants to wear! These fit two days ago," she gripes and pulls away from him.
"Well I think its time you went shopping, I think you've gotten off easy, being 17 weeks and not having gone already," he says with a smirk, knowing that he is goading her.
"You know I hate shopping, and besides, everything for maternity is.not me."
She shrugs and pulls out an old pair of jeans, they had been pretty loose on her at one time, hopefully enough to wear them now. Quickly taking off the offending jeans and putting on the new pair, Sara is pleased when she can button and zip them, if only barely. Finishing dressing with a boat- neck black shirt, she appraises the look in the full length mirror. For the first time, it's obvious that she is pregnant; on her thin body the bulge at her belly button is noticeable.
While she makes a big show of her annoyance with maternity clothes, Grissom knows that Sara can't wait until she can feel the baby moving around. The doctor said anytime now it should happen.
"I know, Sara. But you have to at some point," he hollers from the bathroom.
"Yeah, yeah. I know."
Walking out he smiles at her appreciably; Sara is a beautiful woman, he has told her that, but something about her pregnancy makes her breathtaking. Pregnancy seems to agree with her; she has color in her face, and has gained back all the weight she lost in the past few months. She looks back at him with her eyebrows raised, confused by his expression.
"Gris? You ready?"
"I love you," he says suddenly. "More than you know." Approaching her, he kisses her deeply, a surge of electricity running through both of them. He never fails to surprise her.
"I Love you, too. Everything okay?" She cocks her head to one side and looks at him concerned.
"Everything's great. Perfect actually." He smiles and lets her go.
Walking through the halls that evening, Sara gets a few stares, but chooses to ignore them; her personal life is not anyone's business. Looking down at a file folder, Sara is surprised when a solid object stops her forward movement. Scrunching her nose in confusion she looks up and is disturbed to see Ecklie staring intently at her. She steps back and moves to walk around when Ecklies annoying voice calls her back.
"Well, I guess what I heard is true."
Sara watches as his gaze drifts down. She just raises one eyebrow at him and doesn't respond.
"I wasn't aware you were seeing anyone, and the last time I checked it's never a good idea to sleep with colleagues."
He is baiting her, she can tell. "Well Conrad, you aren't aware of a lot of things. If you will excuse me, I have work to do."
"Looks like you already did some, well at least enough." He pauses, she guesses to gauge her reaction, and when she refuses to give him one, continues. "I'm guessing you'll be taken off field work soon, given your condition. And I'm sure Grissom wont mind having you around the lab more."
The expression on his face says way more than words could and Sara easily reads it. Despite he is implying the truth, its none of his damn business. This gets her blood boiling and she takes a calm step toward the supervisor, her eyes narrowing.
"You keep that up and I'll have your job by weeks end. The department doesn't look favorably upon harassment, and I'm sure even less when you are harassing a pregnant woman. It's a slippery slope you're on Conrad, so I'd watch it." Sara manages to keep her voice even and non-threatening, calm even, finally taking a step back and walking away, leaving the dayshift supervisor to simply watch her go.
Walking into the break room, Sara is greeted by the rest of the team, who are seated waiting for Grissom to bring the assignments. Grabbing a cup of coffee, she gets a funny look from Nick as she sits.
"One cup a day Nick, and after my run in with Ecklie, I need it." She takes a small sip and almost moans at the delicious taste.
"Ecklie? What about him?" Grissom asks as he walks in.
"Nothing, we had a little discussion and I set him straight." At his unconvinced expression she continues. "Seriously, its fine."
He raises one eyebrow at her but quickly hands off the assignments. Catherine and Warrick work one murder while Grissom, Sara and Nick work another. Splitting off, Sara and Nick go to get the kits while Grissom talks to Cath about their case. Entering the locker room, Sara quickly snatches hers and Grissom's cases and is walking out when Nick takes one from her. She scowls slightly and looks at him.
"I can carry two cases, Nick. Really, I'm not that fragile."
"Sara, just shut up and let me do it. I know you're not, but why make it more difficult."
"Cause I can do it, I don't want people treating me differently."
"Sara, just accept that at some point you wont be able to do everything. And for now make me happy, ok? It's that proper southern boy in me coming out."
She sighs and holds the door open for him. Sara's not happy about it, but he's right, eventually she will be stuck in the lab and for now should appreciate the fact she can go to scenes.
Later while photographing the body, Sara is humming lightly when a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach stops her. Pausing, she waits and when nothing happens continues with the job, bending down to get a better shot of the victims face. Taking two pictures in quick succession, she stands up only to be rewarded with a stabbing feeling, not painful, just weird, in her side.
"Ouch.damn it. What the." she says aloud, and puts a hand where the feeling was quickly realizing what it is.
'I'll be damned,' she thinks, and calls out to Grissom.
"Gris.come here," she yells, he is down the hall and it takes him a minute to reach her.
"You find something?" he asks and looks around.
"Nope.ouch." She quickly grabs his hand and places it on the side of her belly, watching his face as the baby does another somersault.
His eyes get huge, and he presses a little harder into her skin, hoping for another chance to feel the movement. After a few minutes, nothing happens and Sara shrugs her shoulders.
"I guess that was enough. You did feel him right?" She had started referring to the baby as him shortly after visiting the doctor the first time.
"Yeah, that was.wow Sara." He truly is in awe; every new thing that happens reminds him how lucky he is. "Is that the first time you felt it?"
"Yes, you would have known if I felt it before." Her tone is light; knowing he only asked the question out of excitement.
At that moment Nick chooses to enter the room and sees them standing there, Grissom's hand still pressing into her.
"What's going on guys?"
"I felt the baby move." She is beaming at him.
"Seriously? Cool. Is it still moving?"
"Nope, seems to have stopped."
"Bummer."
She smiles at the younger man. "I'll let you know when he starts up again."
"Cool. Hey Gris? I found something you might want to look at." He cocks one thumb behind him, indicating the living room where he was working.
"Ok, let's go." He follows Nick out, giving Sara a smile as he passes the threshold.
Standing in the break room several hours later, Sara is still grinning from ear to ear, she has been waiting for what seems like weeks to feel it. Grabbing a water, she drinks half the bottle before again she feels movement. Looking up, Sara sees Nick walking by; she quickly calls out to him.
"Nicky!"
He pauses and takes a step back to look through the door. "Yeah?"
She grins mischievously at him. "Still want to feel it?"
"Oh yeah," he says and swiftly approaches her. She reaches out and grabs his one hand, applying it to just under her belly button. After waiting several minutes Nick is about to pull his hand away when the smallest flutter of movement reaches his hand. Nick smiles at her when another flutter gets his attention and then stops. "That's too cool Sara, it's like a little alien in there."
She laughs before responding. "Yeah Nick, like an alien, thanks."
tbc... I know I put that Joey around here somewhere..
Author: Stepf/CSIphile
Notes: None, more downfall of people finding out, but its all good. Sara puts the smackdown on Ecklie, that cant be a bad thing. You are probably bored stupid waiting for Joey, but give me some credit for writing 8 chapters of Grissom and Sara without angst, I'm pretty sure that's a personal record.
Thanks: You know who you are. Of course you readers, without you, I'd be nothing.
At the same time, Grissom is sitting in Mobley's office, waiting for the explosion from the sheriff.
"Well, Gil. This isn't what I meant by keeping your relationship to yourselves." The younger man sighs loudly and rubs his forehead. "Do you purposely do this stuff to make my life more difficult? Or is it just some knack you have?"
"Yeah Brian, we didn't have anything better to do, so we figured why not make **your** life harder." Grissom stares down the man with a hard glare; Mobley can be a prick sometimes. "Besides, its nobody's business who the father is, and legally you can't ask."
"Very true. Are you planning on getting married?" he asks. "I could care less if you have a child out of wedlock, I just wants to be prepared to explain it to my superiors."
Grissom is surprised by the question, since no one has asked him that yet, and honestly he hasn't considered the option. Not that he is opposed to marrying Sara; he can't picture spending life without her. They hadn't discussed it and he isn't even sure she would want to. It would seem too much like they were getting married because of the baby, and if they did that wouldn't be the reason. Grissom is so lost in thought he forgets that Mobley even posed a question.
"Gil?"
"I.don't know right now Brian. But if that changes I will let you know. I'll be sure to wait until right before the next election though."
Brian gives Grissom an exasperated look. "That's not funny Gil."
"I know," he states simply, his expression never changing.
"We will deal with it as best we can, don't have a choice. But I advise you not to broadcast you're the father to anyone besides your shift; that will cause more headaches than it's worth."
Grissom easily reads between the lines: Ecklie doesn't need to know. "No problem. Thanks, Brian. You've been.helpful." Grissom actually is surprised by Mobely's open attitude on the matter; this could be a lot worse without his support.
Two weeks after telling the team, Sara is yet again trying to zip up her pants, this time; however, the zipper refuses to make its way to the top. Sighing loudly and throwing her hands up, she turns back to the closet in search of something she can wear to work. While rifling through the clothes, Grissom walks into the room and watches her. She is standing with only her jeans and bra on, the former not zipped and he suspects why: just the night before he commented how quickly her belly seemed to grow lately. She had retorted the kid was making up for lost time. He chuckles lightly at the memory and almost laughs out loud at her when she lets out a loud groan.
Slowly he approaches her and wraps his arms around her waist, moderately surprised when she stiffens at first before relaxing. Every once in a while she still starts at the phone, or tenses if he approaches her from behind.
"I cannot find a pair of pants to wear! These fit two days ago," she gripes and pulls away from him.
"Well I think its time you went shopping, I think you've gotten off easy, being 17 weeks and not having gone already," he says with a smirk, knowing that he is goading her.
"You know I hate shopping, and besides, everything for maternity is.not me."
She shrugs and pulls out an old pair of jeans, they had been pretty loose on her at one time, hopefully enough to wear them now. Quickly taking off the offending jeans and putting on the new pair, Sara is pleased when she can button and zip them, if only barely. Finishing dressing with a boat- neck black shirt, she appraises the look in the full length mirror. For the first time, it's obvious that she is pregnant; on her thin body the bulge at her belly button is noticeable.
While she makes a big show of her annoyance with maternity clothes, Grissom knows that Sara can't wait until she can feel the baby moving around. The doctor said anytime now it should happen.
"I know, Sara. But you have to at some point," he hollers from the bathroom.
"Yeah, yeah. I know."
Walking out he smiles at her appreciably; Sara is a beautiful woman, he has told her that, but something about her pregnancy makes her breathtaking. Pregnancy seems to agree with her; she has color in her face, and has gained back all the weight she lost in the past few months. She looks back at him with her eyebrows raised, confused by his expression.
"Gris? You ready?"
"I love you," he says suddenly. "More than you know." Approaching her, he kisses her deeply, a surge of electricity running through both of them. He never fails to surprise her.
"I Love you, too. Everything okay?" She cocks her head to one side and looks at him concerned.
"Everything's great. Perfect actually." He smiles and lets her go.
Walking through the halls that evening, Sara gets a few stares, but chooses to ignore them; her personal life is not anyone's business. Looking down at a file folder, Sara is surprised when a solid object stops her forward movement. Scrunching her nose in confusion she looks up and is disturbed to see Ecklie staring intently at her. She steps back and moves to walk around when Ecklies annoying voice calls her back.
"Well, I guess what I heard is true."
Sara watches as his gaze drifts down. She just raises one eyebrow at him and doesn't respond.
"I wasn't aware you were seeing anyone, and the last time I checked it's never a good idea to sleep with colleagues."
He is baiting her, she can tell. "Well Conrad, you aren't aware of a lot of things. If you will excuse me, I have work to do."
"Looks like you already did some, well at least enough." He pauses, she guesses to gauge her reaction, and when she refuses to give him one, continues. "I'm guessing you'll be taken off field work soon, given your condition. And I'm sure Grissom wont mind having you around the lab more."
The expression on his face says way more than words could and Sara easily reads it. Despite he is implying the truth, its none of his damn business. This gets her blood boiling and she takes a calm step toward the supervisor, her eyes narrowing.
"You keep that up and I'll have your job by weeks end. The department doesn't look favorably upon harassment, and I'm sure even less when you are harassing a pregnant woman. It's a slippery slope you're on Conrad, so I'd watch it." Sara manages to keep her voice even and non-threatening, calm even, finally taking a step back and walking away, leaving the dayshift supervisor to simply watch her go.
Walking into the break room, Sara is greeted by the rest of the team, who are seated waiting for Grissom to bring the assignments. Grabbing a cup of coffee, she gets a funny look from Nick as she sits.
"One cup a day Nick, and after my run in with Ecklie, I need it." She takes a small sip and almost moans at the delicious taste.
"Ecklie? What about him?" Grissom asks as he walks in.
"Nothing, we had a little discussion and I set him straight." At his unconvinced expression she continues. "Seriously, its fine."
He raises one eyebrow at her but quickly hands off the assignments. Catherine and Warrick work one murder while Grissom, Sara and Nick work another. Splitting off, Sara and Nick go to get the kits while Grissom talks to Cath about their case. Entering the locker room, Sara quickly snatches hers and Grissom's cases and is walking out when Nick takes one from her. She scowls slightly and looks at him.
"I can carry two cases, Nick. Really, I'm not that fragile."
"Sara, just shut up and let me do it. I know you're not, but why make it more difficult."
"Cause I can do it, I don't want people treating me differently."
"Sara, just accept that at some point you wont be able to do everything. And for now make me happy, ok? It's that proper southern boy in me coming out."
She sighs and holds the door open for him. Sara's not happy about it, but he's right, eventually she will be stuck in the lab and for now should appreciate the fact she can go to scenes.
Later while photographing the body, Sara is humming lightly when a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach stops her. Pausing, she waits and when nothing happens continues with the job, bending down to get a better shot of the victims face. Taking two pictures in quick succession, she stands up only to be rewarded with a stabbing feeling, not painful, just weird, in her side.
"Ouch.damn it. What the." she says aloud, and puts a hand where the feeling was quickly realizing what it is.
'I'll be damned,' she thinks, and calls out to Grissom.
"Gris.come here," she yells, he is down the hall and it takes him a minute to reach her.
"You find something?" he asks and looks around.
"Nope.ouch." She quickly grabs his hand and places it on the side of her belly, watching his face as the baby does another somersault.
His eyes get huge, and he presses a little harder into her skin, hoping for another chance to feel the movement. After a few minutes, nothing happens and Sara shrugs her shoulders.
"I guess that was enough. You did feel him right?" She had started referring to the baby as him shortly after visiting the doctor the first time.
"Yeah, that was.wow Sara." He truly is in awe; every new thing that happens reminds him how lucky he is. "Is that the first time you felt it?"
"Yes, you would have known if I felt it before." Her tone is light; knowing he only asked the question out of excitement.
At that moment Nick chooses to enter the room and sees them standing there, Grissom's hand still pressing into her.
"What's going on guys?"
"I felt the baby move." She is beaming at him.
"Seriously? Cool. Is it still moving?"
"Nope, seems to have stopped."
"Bummer."
She smiles at the younger man. "I'll let you know when he starts up again."
"Cool. Hey Gris? I found something you might want to look at." He cocks one thumb behind him, indicating the living room where he was working.
"Ok, let's go." He follows Nick out, giving Sara a smile as he passes the threshold.
Standing in the break room several hours later, Sara is still grinning from ear to ear, she has been waiting for what seems like weeks to feel it. Grabbing a water, she drinks half the bottle before again she feels movement. Looking up, Sara sees Nick walking by; she quickly calls out to him.
"Nicky!"
He pauses and takes a step back to look through the door. "Yeah?"
She grins mischievously at him. "Still want to feel it?"
"Oh yeah," he says and swiftly approaches her. She reaches out and grabs his one hand, applying it to just under her belly button. After waiting several minutes Nick is about to pull his hand away when the smallest flutter of movement reaches his hand. Nick smiles at her when another flutter gets his attention and then stops. "That's too cool Sara, it's like a little alien in there."
She laughs before responding. "Yeah Nick, like an alien, thanks."
tbc... I know I put that Joey around here somewhere..