****Chapter 10/?****
Grissom sat back on the couch and groaned. It had been a long shift with way too much paperwork. He hadn't seen his wife all night and now he was home, all he wanted to do was sleep.
The only thing was, Sara was still working Nick's case with him and she wasn't going to be home for a few more hours.
Panic and worry had already past when she had disappeared from the layout room where he left her, to find she was at a crime scene. He knew she was going to be grilled about it, but at the time he was angry, now he was tired and concerned that she'll over do it.
First time pregnancy, after years of trying, after a crash, after so long and now she was back at work. Although she wasn't supposed to leave the lab, he knew she would do anything to weasel her way out of being stuck behind a desk.
Laying back into the cushions, he sighed and closed his eyes.
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Sara said goodbye to Nick at the door as he closed it. He had insisted on pushing her up to the door before even letting her out of his sight. She was grumbling the whole time, but knew he was right to watch over her.
As the door closed, she saw movement on the couch. She smiled at the sight of Grissom with his feet on the coffee table and a small cushion beneath his head on the back of the couch.
Stopping beside the couch on the opposite side to him, Sara eased herself up slowly and used the arm of the couch to lower her aching body to the softness. Grissom mumbled something in his sleep and turned his head as the couch moved slightly.
Opening his eyes, he sat up quickly, suddenly fully awake. He slipped his arms around Sara and helped her down to sit beside him.
"Sorry." She whispered.
Grissom gave a low growl. "Your not allowed to do things like that Sara and you know it."
Sara nodded sadly and leaned into him. "I didn't want to disturb you."
"Disturb me." He told her. "You know you shouldn't do things by yourself yet. You could have hurt yourself more. God, what do I have to do to get you to take better care of yourself?" He sighed and pulled the blanket from the back of the couch and covered her legs.
She looked down at her legs as he pushed the blanket under her thighs. Sara moved her head and leaned up to kiss his cheek lightly. "I'm sorry."
Grissom raised his head and looked into her eyes. "I know. I'm sorry too. I just worry. I didn't mean to snap." His eyes were full of concern and love as they gazed into each others souls.
Sara cupped his cheek and pulled his face towards her. She kissed his lips softly and smiled sadly. "I knew you'd be angry, but I went out anyway. I'm getting board with being left behind." Grissom frowned and dropped his eyes. She continued in a low voice. "You've done so much for me and I'm holding you back." His eyes snapped up and as his mouth opened to protest, she placed her fingers on his lips. "You are so far behind your paperwork Gil. You can't keep putting that off to look after me."
This time, Grissom pulled away from her hand and held it tightly. "I'm your husband Sara. You're my wife. I have every right you look after you and work understands that." His voice was strong as he pleaded for her to believe him.
Nodding slowly, she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side. "I'm so tired." She mumbled.
Grissom chuckled and decided the bed was much more comfortable than the couch. He stood and lifted her into his arms. "Me too honey."
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The next morning, Sara was sitting at the dining table. Grissom was putting the trash out. Getting restless, Sara decided she was hungry. Reaching for her chair, she groaned. It was too far away. Taking a deep breath, she turned herself on the chair and braced herself on the table and the back of the chair. Taking another breath, she counted silently to three and pushed herself up to stand. Looking down at her feet, she breathed a sigh of relief. She could feel everything, but this was the first time she'd attempted to stand up straight unaided by Grissom.
Unknown to Sara, Grissom was standing in the doorway, watching her. He was quiet and at the ready if she fell, but stayed where he was to let her try. The doctor said that she could try, but not without help. Grissom knew she wouldn't ask straight away, not without her trying it on her own once. He watched as she held herself up and looked down at her feet.
Moving her hand along the table, she made one attempt to move her right foot. Scooting it across the wooden floor, slowly. Not too far away. Pausing to brace herself again, she moved her left foot. Cringing as she moved, her hand slipped, sending her flaying forward.
Grissom was there in a heart beat. "I got you." He whispered and wrapped his arms around her. Sara held onto him tightly and tried to catch her breathing. She didn't expect it to be so tiring. "You ok honey?"
Sara smiled into his neck and giggled. "Am now. Didn't know you where watching."
"I'm glad I was. You could her hurt yourself and the baby." He said softly, pulling back to cup her cheek. "Please don't do it again without me here." He pleaded.
She nodded and leaned into his hand. "I promise. Think I need to sit down." She grinned.
Grissom kissed her nose and let out a long breath. "Ok." He pulled out a chair and slowly lowered her onto it. He knelt in front of her and placed his hands on her knees. "How was the altitude?" He grinned.
Sara matched his grin and brushed her fingers through his hair. "Fine, no pain. just soreness."
He looked at her concerned. "Soreness, where?"
She took his hand and placed it on her hip. "It's nothing." She assured him.
"I'm not buying it." He said slowly and leaned forward. "No more activities." He said sternly.
Sara giggled and slipped her arms around his neck. "Daily or bedroom activities?"
He smiled shyly and dropped his head slightly. Shaking his head, he chuckled. "We'll see."
"Yep, we will." She said matter of factly.
Grissom closed the small distance and kissed her slowly. "Tired now?" He murmured into her mouth.
"Uh-uh." She moaned.
Carefully, he pulled her up as he stood and carried her into their bedroom.
Grissom sat back on the couch and groaned. It had been a long shift with way too much paperwork. He hadn't seen his wife all night and now he was home, all he wanted to do was sleep.
The only thing was, Sara was still working Nick's case with him and she wasn't going to be home for a few more hours.
Panic and worry had already past when she had disappeared from the layout room where he left her, to find she was at a crime scene. He knew she was going to be grilled about it, but at the time he was angry, now he was tired and concerned that she'll over do it.
First time pregnancy, after years of trying, after a crash, after so long and now she was back at work. Although she wasn't supposed to leave the lab, he knew she would do anything to weasel her way out of being stuck behind a desk.
Laying back into the cushions, he sighed and closed his eyes.
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Sara said goodbye to Nick at the door as he closed it. He had insisted on pushing her up to the door before even letting her out of his sight. She was grumbling the whole time, but knew he was right to watch over her.
As the door closed, she saw movement on the couch. She smiled at the sight of Grissom with his feet on the coffee table and a small cushion beneath his head on the back of the couch.
Stopping beside the couch on the opposite side to him, Sara eased herself up slowly and used the arm of the couch to lower her aching body to the softness. Grissom mumbled something in his sleep and turned his head as the couch moved slightly.
Opening his eyes, he sat up quickly, suddenly fully awake. He slipped his arms around Sara and helped her down to sit beside him.
"Sorry." She whispered.
Grissom gave a low growl. "Your not allowed to do things like that Sara and you know it."
Sara nodded sadly and leaned into him. "I didn't want to disturb you."
"Disturb me." He told her. "You know you shouldn't do things by yourself yet. You could have hurt yourself more. God, what do I have to do to get you to take better care of yourself?" He sighed and pulled the blanket from the back of the couch and covered her legs.
She looked down at her legs as he pushed the blanket under her thighs. Sara moved her head and leaned up to kiss his cheek lightly. "I'm sorry."
Grissom raised his head and looked into her eyes. "I know. I'm sorry too. I just worry. I didn't mean to snap." His eyes were full of concern and love as they gazed into each others souls.
Sara cupped his cheek and pulled his face towards her. She kissed his lips softly and smiled sadly. "I knew you'd be angry, but I went out anyway. I'm getting board with being left behind." Grissom frowned and dropped his eyes. She continued in a low voice. "You've done so much for me and I'm holding you back." His eyes snapped up and as his mouth opened to protest, she placed her fingers on his lips. "You are so far behind your paperwork Gil. You can't keep putting that off to look after me."
This time, Grissom pulled away from her hand and held it tightly. "I'm your husband Sara. You're my wife. I have every right you look after you and work understands that." His voice was strong as he pleaded for her to believe him.
Nodding slowly, she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side. "I'm so tired." She mumbled.
Grissom chuckled and decided the bed was much more comfortable than the couch. He stood and lifted her into his arms. "Me too honey."
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The next morning, Sara was sitting at the dining table. Grissom was putting the trash out. Getting restless, Sara decided she was hungry. Reaching for her chair, she groaned. It was too far away. Taking a deep breath, she turned herself on the chair and braced herself on the table and the back of the chair. Taking another breath, she counted silently to three and pushed herself up to stand. Looking down at her feet, she breathed a sigh of relief. She could feel everything, but this was the first time she'd attempted to stand up straight unaided by Grissom.
Unknown to Sara, Grissom was standing in the doorway, watching her. He was quiet and at the ready if she fell, but stayed where he was to let her try. The doctor said that she could try, but not without help. Grissom knew she wouldn't ask straight away, not without her trying it on her own once. He watched as she held herself up and looked down at her feet.
Moving her hand along the table, she made one attempt to move her right foot. Scooting it across the wooden floor, slowly. Not too far away. Pausing to brace herself again, she moved her left foot. Cringing as she moved, her hand slipped, sending her flaying forward.
Grissom was there in a heart beat. "I got you." He whispered and wrapped his arms around her. Sara held onto him tightly and tried to catch her breathing. She didn't expect it to be so tiring. "You ok honey?"
Sara smiled into his neck and giggled. "Am now. Didn't know you where watching."
"I'm glad I was. You could her hurt yourself and the baby." He said softly, pulling back to cup her cheek. "Please don't do it again without me here." He pleaded.
She nodded and leaned into his hand. "I promise. Think I need to sit down." She grinned.
Grissom kissed her nose and let out a long breath. "Ok." He pulled out a chair and slowly lowered her onto it. He knelt in front of her and placed his hands on her knees. "How was the altitude?" He grinned.
Sara matched his grin and brushed her fingers through his hair. "Fine, no pain. just soreness."
He looked at her concerned. "Soreness, where?"
She took his hand and placed it on her hip. "It's nothing." She assured him.
"I'm not buying it." He said slowly and leaned forward. "No more activities." He said sternly.
Sara giggled and slipped her arms around his neck. "Daily or bedroom activities?"
He smiled shyly and dropped his head slightly. Shaking his head, he chuckled. "We'll see."
"Yep, we will." She said matter of factly.
Grissom closed the small distance and kissed her slowly. "Tired now?" He murmured into her mouth.
"Uh-uh." She moaned.
Carefully, he pulled her up as he stood and carried her into their bedroom.