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Sara felt like she was the luckiest person in the world. She never knew that Grissom had this sweet, romantic side to him.
"Sara, are you ok?" Gil asked. She forgot that she was on the phone. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just daydreaming?" "May I ask what you were dreaming about?" Grissom said with a smile. "What it would be like waking up next to you everyday." "So, I take that as a yes, you will move in with me?" "Of course I will." As Sara finished her sentence, the door bell rang. "I gotta go. Someone's at the door." "OK, I'll talk to you later." Sara looked through the peep hole and saw that it was Catherine.
"Hey, Catherine, what's up?' Sara asked cheerfully, trying to hide the fact that she was extremely drowsy. "I want to know what is going on, and I want to know now." Catherine demanded. "I have no idea what you are talking about." "You ran out last night looking like death warmed, and you aren't at work now. You wouldn't miss work unless there was something horribly wrong. Now what gives?" How could Catherine read her so well? She wanted to tell, felt a need to tell her. Sara felt like Catherine was her substitute mom since coming to Las Vegas. "I'm pregnant." Why had it been so easy to tell her, and not Grissom? Maybe she knew that she would always support her, no matter what she did. "Please tell me it's Grissom." Sara's jaw dropped to the floor. Catherine wanted Sara and Gil to get together. "You're sucking all the air up with your mouth open like that." Catherine smiled. Sara knew that everything was going to be fine. "Yes, it's his." Sara admitted. "Well it's about damn time you two got together." Catherine exclaimed as she hugged Sara.
Gil was diligently studying a piece of evidence when Nick came up behind him and dropped a couple of books down on the table. Grissom couldn't help but laugh out loud, causing many people to stare at him.
"She's Having a Baby: And I'm Having a Breakdown, and My Boys Can Swim: The Official Guys Guide to Pregnancy. I don't know what to say Nick. Thank you."
"I figured that everyone is going to be giving Sara and the baby lots of stuff, so I didn't want you to feel left out." Nick chuckled.
"What are you two laughing at?" Warrick asked. The two men didn't even notice that their colleague had entered the room.
"Nothing" They both replied at the same time. Warrick knew that something was up, and he was going to find out what. Warrick stared intensely at Grissom's face. There was something very odd about it. Grissom was smiling. In all the years that he and Griss had worked together, he had never seen the older man smile, at all. Grin, yes, smile never. Warrick's gaze slowly moved from Gil's face to the table. 'What the hell?' He thought to himself. "Griss is there something you want to tell me. I feel like I am outside Ben and Jerry's and you too are sucking down pints of cookie dough ice cream without me. What gives?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Warrick." Grissom lied, and Warrick knew. "Then why am I looking at a book about boys swimming and nervous breakdowns?" Grissom was trapped, pinned against a wall. He had no choice but to come clean.
"Ok, I'm going to be a father." Warrick had to find the closest chair to him and sit down. The thought of Grissom having sex never entered his mind. He thought of Grissom as his father. He violently shook his head. No one ever wanted to think about their parents having sex.
"Hey, Warrick, you ok?" Nick asked. "Yeah, I just had a really bad mental image for a second."' "Me too. Scary think isn't?" "May I ask what you two are talking about?" Grissom questioned. "You having sex, mental image, years of therapy, that sort of thing." Warrick responded. Gil could only shake his head. "So who is the lucky girl?" "Sara." Gil whispered. Thankfully Nick was behind Warrick or he would have hit the ground with a thud. "What's going on with Sara?" Greg asked. His sudden appearance had shocked the three C.S.I's. Grissom thought of Greg as the night shifts personal lab tech, so he should know. Grissom showed him the books that Nick had given him earlier. "Is this some sort of joke? I mean, Grissom going on a date is like ice skating in hell. It doesn't happen." Greg continued to ramble on. No one was going to try and stop him. "Ok, someone hit me and tell me this is dream." Grissom had reached his point. He never thought that the people in front of him, who he had worked with for years thought of him as this old hermit who never got any. He was going to set the record straight once and for all. "That's it. I am a normal heterosexual male, who had every need, want and desire that a 20 year old has. Yes, I had sex. Yes it was with Sara and yes we are going to have a child. Are we all clear?" The three younger men, shocked at what they had just heard, nodded their heads as if they were just scolded by their father. "Now, I think you boys have more important things to do, like work, so I suggest that you get to it." Grissom walked out of the room, astonished that he had been so brutally honest. That was the first time, in what seemed like forever that Grissom had opened himself up like that in front of people. Not even Sara had seen that side of him, but he was going to change that when his shift was over.
Grissom quietly opened the door to his townhouse. He didn't know if Sara was sleeping or not and he didn't want to wake her if she was. He walked into the kitchen to get a bottle of water out of the fridge, when a tiny yellow post-it note caught his eye. "Gil, dinner's in the fridge if you're hungry. I don't know what possessed me to cook. Can't wait to hold you, Sara." A small smile tugged at his mouth. His attention was quickly drawn away from the note to an unfamiliar sound coming from the bathroom. As he ran up the stairs, he saw Sara kneeling in front of the toilet as she heaved what seemed to be her entire digestive system. Gil just sat down next to her and rubbed her back. He wanted to take the pain away, but he knew that that wasn't and option.
"Are you ok?" He gently asked. "I'll be fine. It's not the first time and it won't be the last." "How many times have you gotten sick today?" Sara began to answer but was overcome by a bout of dry heaving. She leaned back into Gil's arms. "This would make it 4." She answered as she closed her eyes. She had never been so tired in her life. Sara slept for what seemed like days, and when she woke up, she was still exhausted instead of refreshed. Gil picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. As he laid her down, he realized that she had fallen asleep. He stared at her what seemed like hours, wondering what their child would look like; if he would have her smile, her eyes, or if she would have his intellect or thirst for knowledge. Either way, he hoped that his child and Sara would know just how much he loved them.
Sorry this took so long, classes are starting to stress me out. Let me know if you want shorter chapters posted more often, or longer chapters posted once a week. I think I can handle it either way. Reviews are a good way to keep me posting chapters (hint hint) Thanks for reading! B
Sara felt like she was the luckiest person in the world. She never knew that Grissom had this sweet, romantic side to him.
"Sara, are you ok?" Gil asked. She forgot that she was on the phone. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just daydreaming?" "May I ask what you were dreaming about?" Grissom said with a smile. "What it would be like waking up next to you everyday." "So, I take that as a yes, you will move in with me?" "Of course I will." As Sara finished her sentence, the door bell rang. "I gotta go. Someone's at the door." "OK, I'll talk to you later." Sara looked through the peep hole and saw that it was Catherine.
"Hey, Catherine, what's up?' Sara asked cheerfully, trying to hide the fact that she was extremely drowsy. "I want to know what is going on, and I want to know now." Catherine demanded. "I have no idea what you are talking about." "You ran out last night looking like death warmed, and you aren't at work now. You wouldn't miss work unless there was something horribly wrong. Now what gives?" How could Catherine read her so well? She wanted to tell, felt a need to tell her. Sara felt like Catherine was her substitute mom since coming to Las Vegas. "I'm pregnant." Why had it been so easy to tell her, and not Grissom? Maybe she knew that she would always support her, no matter what she did. "Please tell me it's Grissom." Sara's jaw dropped to the floor. Catherine wanted Sara and Gil to get together. "You're sucking all the air up with your mouth open like that." Catherine smiled. Sara knew that everything was going to be fine. "Yes, it's his." Sara admitted. "Well it's about damn time you two got together." Catherine exclaimed as she hugged Sara.
Gil was diligently studying a piece of evidence when Nick came up behind him and dropped a couple of books down on the table. Grissom couldn't help but laugh out loud, causing many people to stare at him.
"She's Having a Baby: And I'm Having a Breakdown, and My Boys Can Swim: The Official Guys Guide to Pregnancy. I don't know what to say Nick. Thank you."
"I figured that everyone is going to be giving Sara and the baby lots of stuff, so I didn't want you to feel left out." Nick chuckled.
"What are you two laughing at?" Warrick asked. The two men didn't even notice that their colleague had entered the room.
"Nothing" They both replied at the same time. Warrick knew that something was up, and he was going to find out what. Warrick stared intensely at Grissom's face. There was something very odd about it. Grissom was smiling. In all the years that he and Griss had worked together, he had never seen the older man smile, at all. Grin, yes, smile never. Warrick's gaze slowly moved from Gil's face to the table. 'What the hell?' He thought to himself. "Griss is there something you want to tell me. I feel like I am outside Ben and Jerry's and you too are sucking down pints of cookie dough ice cream without me. What gives?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Warrick." Grissom lied, and Warrick knew. "Then why am I looking at a book about boys swimming and nervous breakdowns?" Grissom was trapped, pinned against a wall. He had no choice but to come clean.
"Ok, I'm going to be a father." Warrick had to find the closest chair to him and sit down. The thought of Grissom having sex never entered his mind. He thought of Grissom as his father. He violently shook his head. No one ever wanted to think about their parents having sex.
"Hey, Warrick, you ok?" Nick asked. "Yeah, I just had a really bad mental image for a second."' "Me too. Scary think isn't?" "May I ask what you two are talking about?" Grissom questioned. "You having sex, mental image, years of therapy, that sort of thing." Warrick responded. Gil could only shake his head. "So who is the lucky girl?" "Sara." Gil whispered. Thankfully Nick was behind Warrick or he would have hit the ground with a thud. "What's going on with Sara?" Greg asked. His sudden appearance had shocked the three C.S.I's. Grissom thought of Greg as the night shifts personal lab tech, so he should know. Grissom showed him the books that Nick had given him earlier. "Is this some sort of joke? I mean, Grissom going on a date is like ice skating in hell. It doesn't happen." Greg continued to ramble on. No one was going to try and stop him. "Ok, someone hit me and tell me this is dream." Grissom had reached his point. He never thought that the people in front of him, who he had worked with for years thought of him as this old hermit who never got any. He was going to set the record straight once and for all. "That's it. I am a normal heterosexual male, who had every need, want and desire that a 20 year old has. Yes, I had sex. Yes it was with Sara and yes we are going to have a child. Are we all clear?" The three younger men, shocked at what they had just heard, nodded their heads as if they were just scolded by their father. "Now, I think you boys have more important things to do, like work, so I suggest that you get to it." Grissom walked out of the room, astonished that he had been so brutally honest. That was the first time, in what seemed like forever that Grissom had opened himself up like that in front of people. Not even Sara had seen that side of him, but he was going to change that when his shift was over.
Grissom quietly opened the door to his townhouse. He didn't know if Sara was sleeping or not and he didn't want to wake her if she was. He walked into the kitchen to get a bottle of water out of the fridge, when a tiny yellow post-it note caught his eye. "Gil, dinner's in the fridge if you're hungry. I don't know what possessed me to cook. Can't wait to hold you, Sara." A small smile tugged at his mouth. His attention was quickly drawn away from the note to an unfamiliar sound coming from the bathroom. As he ran up the stairs, he saw Sara kneeling in front of the toilet as she heaved what seemed to be her entire digestive system. Gil just sat down next to her and rubbed her back. He wanted to take the pain away, but he knew that that wasn't and option.
"Are you ok?" He gently asked. "I'll be fine. It's not the first time and it won't be the last." "How many times have you gotten sick today?" Sara began to answer but was overcome by a bout of dry heaving. She leaned back into Gil's arms. "This would make it 4." She answered as she closed her eyes. She had never been so tired in her life. Sara slept for what seemed like days, and when she woke up, she was still exhausted instead of refreshed. Gil picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. As he laid her down, he realized that she had fallen asleep. He stared at her what seemed like hours, wondering what their child would look like; if he would have her smile, her eyes, or if she would have his intellect or thirst for knowledge. Either way, he hoped that his child and Sara would know just how much he loved them.
Sorry this took so long, classes are starting to stress me out. Let me know if you want shorter chapters posted more often, or longer chapters posted once a week. I think I can handle it either way. Reviews are a good way to keep me posting chapters (hint hint) Thanks for reading! B