Chapter 7
Walking around the large store. Sara looked up to find Catherine looking over her shoulder. "You like?" She asked, holding up the item in her hand.
Catherine nodded. "Oh yeah. I like and the little caterpillar on the leg is just so cute."
Sara grinned and placed the item into the cart. "Maybe we should walk over to the bedding area." Thinking about the cot made her wonder about the blankets. "I mean. We have spears, but you never know."
Catherine gave her a thoughtful smile. "I think you're going to be a great mom Sara. You're really into this." She hugged Sara gently and took the cart from her, so the large pregnant woman, known as Sara Sidle, could hold onto the side.
An hour later and a cart full of clothes and extras, they paid and exited the store. Sara groaned in pain as she climbed into the car. "I am so tired and my ankles are killing me." She moaned and dropped her head against the headrest. "Please." She pleaded with a huge smile. "Take me home."
Catherine laughed quietly. "Ok mom. Let me put these in the back and we're outta here."
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Grissom got home that morning to an empty house, but with a lovely note on the kitchen unit.
'Got bored. Catherine and I went baby shopping. Fenton send his love and we should be home for lunch. Love mother and son.'
He smiled as he placed the note back on the unit and walked towards the bathroom. He unbuttoned his shirt as he went and placed the dirty clothes in the hamper. As he stepped under the spray, he sighed. The hot water poured over his skin, easing out all the tension from the nights work.
Pulling on a fresh t-shirt and shorts, he climbed into bed and fell straight into an exhausted, but contented sleep.
When he woke, he heard the front door open and quiet voices. He smiled at the hushes and whispers. Then he heard the nursery door open and minutes later, it closed. The front door was heard closing again as he heard Catherine say goodbye and left.
Hearing light footsteps, he turned onto his back and rest his head on one arm as it tucked under his head. He watched as the bedroom door pushed open and Sara appeared. He first saw the bump and then the rest of her body followed. She was growing so big, he wondered if there was more than one baby in there. He had asked if there was an army, but she only laughed at him.
Sara sat on the bed and kicked off her shoes. She whimpered slightly and lay back on the bed, sinking into the pillows. She sighed and turned onto her side, feeling too much weight on her spine to lay in that position long. Grissom turned his head and watched as she flexed her toes.
"You want me to rub them?" Came his quiet voice.
Sara looked at him and grinned. "I thought you were asleep."
He matched her grin and turned onto his side to face her. "I was, but I knew you'd be home soon. I wanted to know what you bought."
Sara smiled and rubbed her stomach. "I bought a few things, but you'll just have to wait."
Grissom groaned and threw himself, face down into his pillow. "I've heard that some many times." His exasperated tone made Sara laughed. "It's not funny."
Sara tempered her laughter and nodded. "It's funny, but it's getting old." She agreed and reached out to rubbed his back softly. "I want to tell you and it's killing me not being able to tell you."
Grissom lifted his head and turned it slightly. "It's your secret, why can't you tell me?"
"Probably because I want to surprise you and you look gorgeous when you're looking at me and willing me to tell you." She giggled and squeezed his shoulder. "Besides. I've waited this long and you'll not be waiting long to find out what the secret is."
He took a deep breath and turned to face her again. "The baby is coming soon." He said, having another go at trying to piece together this secret. Sara watched him closely with a smile on her face. "This secret has something to do with the baby right?" Sara didn't say anything or move a muscle. He rubbed his eyes before looking back at her and studying her. "Either the baby's a boy or girl and you don't want me to know until the birth, which I could just find out by asking the doctor."
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Sara opened her mouth slowly and nodded. "That is true, but you won't." She set him with a stern look and he groaned again, dropping his head. She giggled. "I love it when you're stuck on a puzzle." And in deed it was a puzzle. He'd been trying for months to figure it out, but she never gave him a clue and if she did, he completely missed it. It made her laugh every time.
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They were in the garden talking as Grissom massaged her feet. His body glistened with sweat as the sun shone brightly and poured out it's heat for another Las Vegas day. He sat at the end of the long seat in his shorts and no shirt. Sara was grinning as they talked about the baby. Suddenly Grissom moved topic and Sara went quiet. She watched him as his hands gently rubbed the arch of her right foot. She bit her lip as he said the words, but he didn't exactly say them, he was asking about them.
"You ever thought about it?" He asked, changing to her left foot.
Sara nodded and tilted her head slightly to rest on the small cushion. "I have, but we've never really been into that sort of thing. At least I've not been and I'm sure I remember you talking to me about it one time."
Grissom licked his lips and placed her foot down. He moved up the seat to take her hand. "I know we've never discussed it properly, but what about now?"
She squeezed his hand and smiled. "I don't need some religious guy telling us we love each other and want to spend the rest of our lives together. I know that, don't you?" She asked softly, wanting to know what he felt about the subject.
He looked down at their hands and nodded. "I know. I just wanted to know what you thought." He smiled and looked back up. "I do want to make something official even if we don't get married."
Sara smiled. "Ok."
Grissom leaned forward and kissed her slowly. After a few minutes, he pulled away. "I'll show you later." He whispered and leaned in for another kiss.
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Grissom stood in the hallway, tapping the small box in his hand. He was waiting for Sara to finish in the bathroom. He looked down at the box and opened it. He licked his lips nervously and ran his index finger over the velvet cushion.
The door opened and he snapped the box closed. Sara ran her hand through her hair as she walked into the living room. She sat down on the couch and tried to lift her feet onto the coffee table. Grissom followed her and knelt on the floor, lifting her feet onto a cushion.
"Thanks honey." She smiled and dropped her head back.
Grissom ran his hand up her left leg to stop at her knee. "Sara?"
"Hmm?" She moaned and turned her head to see him. "What is it Griss?"
He looked down at his hand and absently rubbed her knee with his thumb. "You remember this morning I told you I wanted to show you something?"
Sara nodded. "Yeah. You said that, although we're not married you wanted to make something official."
Grissom smiled and scooted closer to the couch. He leaned on his elbows and held up the box in both hands. Sara eyed the box as she pushed herself up. "It's something I've been wanting to give you for. since, well ever." He closed his eyes as he tried to get the words outs. Sara ran her hand down his face to give him some courage. He looked up at her and opened the box. "It was my mothers. She wanted me to give it to someone special. She knew how I felt about marriage and when I told her about you, she wanted me to give you this." He took the contents out of the box and held it up.
"It's beautiful Gil." Sara gasped as he pushed himself up to sit on the couch. Sara sat up completely and let him put it on her.
"My mother once said to me that even though I never felt right about getting married, she said that it didn't mean I couldn't make our love official with something as equal to a wedding ring." He connected the hook at the back of her neck and kissed her cheek. "I love you Sara, I always have and always will. Maybe one day we'll both change our minds and get married, but right now, I feel I have everything I ever wanted."
Sara wrapped her arms around him and held him close. "I love you too Gil. I really do and this necklace is magnificent." She looked down at the small pendant as they pulled away from each other. Grissom opened the small casing and showed her a picture one side and an empty place on the other.
"Fenton will go there soon." He whispered and lowered his hand to run over the baby.
Her eyes took in the one picture and smiled. Tears started to roll down her cheek as she remembered when it was taken. It was a few years ago when they first started flirting with each other at the lab. One night of complete boredom, got Nick and Warrick playing with the lab's camera and Grissom was not having any of it. He was telling them to put them away, but when Sara got hold of one, he tried to be stern, but he couldn't stop smiling as she kept shining the camera at him and begging him to hold still, but Nick grabbed the camera and pushed them together. When they collided, Grissom's hands were around her waist and Sara's around his neck, both holding on tightly to each other. Nick took the picture. If anyone saw the picture, they could see the sparks flying between blue and brown eyes as they locked together.
Grissom's hand wiped the tears away and pulled her to him. "It was a fun time when that was taken." He said quietly.
"Yeah." She laughed. "That it was." She turned to rest her head on his chest and closed her eyes.
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Nick handed her a hot cup of tea as he sat beside her. "Why won't you tell us the secret between you and Catherine?" He asked, confused as to why he and Warrick weren't allowed to know.
Sara drank her tea and smiled. "Because the minute I tell you, you won't be able to stop yourself from going straight to Grissom and telling him."
"That's not true, I wouldn't tell him if you told me not to." He protested.
She grinned. "Maybe, but I'd rather not have you suddenly let it slip when around him, so no."
Nick huffed and stood. "You hungry?" He asked.
Sara nodded. "Yeah. There's some ham in the fridge if you want some."
He chuckled. "You have been eating meat?"
"I have and only because the baby wants meat. Anyway, I missed what meat taste like, although it's only Grissom who eats the ham, not me. I'm a chicken lass myself." She laughed and set her tea on the coffee table. Suddenly, she felt something warm. "Nicky."
He turned from the fridge and smiled. "Yeah?"
"My water just broke." She said calmly.
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Nick froze and starred at her. "Is this a drill?" He asked, his throat going dry.
She pushed herself up and hissed at him. "NO!"
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"How many weeks?" The nurse asked.
"38." Sara said through gritted teeth.
The nurse called Trinity, held Sara's hand. "How you doing Sara?"
Sara dropped her head onto the pillow and groaned. "I feel terrible."
The doctor smiled. "It's ok, not long now."
"Where's Grissom?" Sara asked out of breath, turning her head to the nurse.
Trinity brushed a damp cloth over Sara's brow. "He's coming. Your friend called him when you came in. He should be here soon." The door opened as she said this and Grissom appeared. "Speaking of which. Here's dad now."
Sara reached out her hand for him and held his hand tightly. "Hey." She smiled.
Grissom ran his hand over her hair and kissed her lips softly. "Hey honey, you ok?"
She nodded. "I am, but it hurts."
He took the cloth from the nurse and wiped away the sweat forming on her forehead. "Everything's going to be ok." He whispered.
Sara looked into his eyes as the doctors spoke to the nurse and got her ready for delivery. Sara closed her eyes as another contraction hit.
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Walking around the large store. Sara looked up to find Catherine looking over her shoulder. "You like?" She asked, holding up the item in her hand.
Catherine nodded. "Oh yeah. I like and the little caterpillar on the leg is just so cute."
Sara grinned and placed the item into the cart. "Maybe we should walk over to the bedding area." Thinking about the cot made her wonder about the blankets. "I mean. We have spears, but you never know."
Catherine gave her a thoughtful smile. "I think you're going to be a great mom Sara. You're really into this." She hugged Sara gently and took the cart from her, so the large pregnant woman, known as Sara Sidle, could hold onto the side.
An hour later and a cart full of clothes and extras, they paid and exited the store. Sara groaned in pain as she climbed into the car. "I am so tired and my ankles are killing me." She moaned and dropped her head against the headrest. "Please." She pleaded with a huge smile. "Take me home."
Catherine laughed quietly. "Ok mom. Let me put these in the back and we're outta here."
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Grissom got home that morning to an empty house, but with a lovely note on the kitchen unit.
'Got bored. Catherine and I went baby shopping. Fenton send his love and we should be home for lunch. Love mother and son.'
He smiled as he placed the note back on the unit and walked towards the bathroom. He unbuttoned his shirt as he went and placed the dirty clothes in the hamper. As he stepped under the spray, he sighed. The hot water poured over his skin, easing out all the tension from the nights work.
Pulling on a fresh t-shirt and shorts, he climbed into bed and fell straight into an exhausted, but contented sleep.
When he woke, he heard the front door open and quiet voices. He smiled at the hushes and whispers. Then he heard the nursery door open and minutes later, it closed. The front door was heard closing again as he heard Catherine say goodbye and left.
Hearing light footsteps, he turned onto his back and rest his head on one arm as it tucked under his head. He watched as the bedroom door pushed open and Sara appeared. He first saw the bump and then the rest of her body followed. She was growing so big, he wondered if there was more than one baby in there. He had asked if there was an army, but she only laughed at him.
Sara sat on the bed and kicked off her shoes. She whimpered slightly and lay back on the bed, sinking into the pillows. She sighed and turned onto her side, feeling too much weight on her spine to lay in that position long. Grissom turned his head and watched as she flexed her toes.
"You want me to rub them?" Came his quiet voice.
Sara looked at him and grinned. "I thought you were asleep."
He matched her grin and turned onto his side to face her. "I was, but I knew you'd be home soon. I wanted to know what you bought."
Sara smiled and rubbed her stomach. "I bought a few things, but you'll just have to wait."
Grissom groaned and threw himself, face down into his pillow. "I've heard that some many times." His exasperated tone made Sara laughed. "It's not funny."
Sara tempered her laughter and nodded. "It's funny, but it's getting old." She agreed and reached out to rubbed his back softly. "I want to tell you and it's killing me not being able to tell you."
Grissom lifted his head and turned it slightly. "It's your secret, why can't you tell me?"
"Probably because I want to surprise you and you look gorgeous when you're looking at me and willing me to tell you." She giggled and squeezed his shoulder. "Besides. I've waited this long and you'll not be waiting long to find out what the secret is."
He took a deep breath and turned to face her again. "The baby is coming soon." He said, having another go at trying to piece together this secret. Sara watched him closely with a smile on her face. "This secret has something to do with the baby right?" Sara didn't say anything or move a muscle. He rubbed his eyes before looking back at her and studying her. "Either the baby's a boy or girl and you don't want me to know until the birth, which I could just find out by asking the doctor."
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Sara opened her mouth slowly and nodded. "That is true, but you won't." She set him with a stern look and he groaned again, dropping his head. She giggled. "I love it when you're stuck on a puzzle." And in deed it was a puzzle. He'd been trying for months to figure it out, but she never gave him a clue and if she did, he completely missed it. It made her laugh every time.
^*^*^
They were in the garden talking as Grissom massaged her feet. His body glistened with sweat as the sun shone brightly and poured out it's heat for another Las Vegas day. He sat at the end of the long seat in his shorts and no shirt. Sara was grinning as they talked about the baby. Suddenly Grissom moved topic and Sara went quiet. She watched him as his hands gently rubbed the arch of her right foot. She bit her lip as he said the words, but he didn't exactly say them, he was asking about them.
"You ever thought about it?" He asked, changing to her left foot.
Sara nodded and tilted her head slightly to rest on the small cushion. "I have, but we've never really been into that sort of thing. At least I've not been and I'm sure I remember you talking to me about it one time."
Grissom licked his lips and placed her foot down. He moved up the seat to take her hand. "I know we've never discussed it properly, but what about now?"
She squeezed his hand and smiled. "I don't need some religious guy telling us we love each other and want to spend the rest of our lives together. I know that, don't you?" She asked softly, wanting to know what he felt about the subject.
He looked down at their hands and nodded. "I know. I just wanted to know what you thought." He smiled and looked back up. "I do want to make something official even if we don't get married."
Sara smiled. "Ok."
Grissom leaned forward and kissed her slowly. After a few minutes, he pulled away. "I'll show you later." He whispered and leaned in for another kiss.
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Grissom stood in the hallway, tapping the small box in his hand. He was waiting for Sara to finish in the bathroom. He looked down at the box and opened it. He licked his lips nervously and ran his index finger over the velvet cushion.
The door opened and he snapped the box closed. Sara ran her hand through her hair as she walked into the living room. She sat down on the couch and tried to lift her feet onto the coffee table. Grissom followed her and knelt on the floor, lifting her feet onto a cushion.
"Thanks honey." She smiled and dropped her head back.
Grissom ran his hand up her left leg to stop at her knee. "Sara?"
"Hmm?" She moaned and turned her head to see him. "What is it Griss?"
He looked down at his hand and absently rubbed her knee with his thumb. "You remember this morning I told you I wanted to show you something?"
Sara nodded. "Yeah. You said that, although we're not married you wanted to make something official."
Grissom smiled and scooted closer to the couch. He leaned on his elbows and held up the box in both hands. Sara eyed the box as she pushed herself up. "It's something I've been wanting to give you for. since, well ever." He closed his eyes as he tried to get the words outs. Sara ran her hand down his face to give him some courage. He looked up at her and opened the box. "It was my mothers. She wanted me to give it to someone special. She knew how I felt about marriage and when I told her about you, she wanted me to give you this." He took the contents out of the box and held it up.
"It's beautiful Gil." Sara gasped as he pushed himself up to sit on the couch. Sara sat up completely and let him put it on her.
"My mother once said to me that even though I never felt right about getting married, she said that it didn't mean I couldn't make our love official with something as equal to a wedding ring." He connected the hook at the back of her neck and kissed her cheek. "I love you Sara, I always have and always will. Maybe one day we'll both change our minds and get married, but right now, I feel I have everything I ever wanted."
Sara wrapped her arms around him and held him close. "I love you too Gil. I really do and this necklace is magnificent." She looked down at the small pendant as they pulled away from each other. Grissom opened the small casing and showed her a picture one side and an empty place on the other.
"Fenton will go there soon." He whispered and lowered his hand to run over the baby.
Her eyes took in the one picture and smiled. Tears started to roll down her cheek as she remembered when it was taken. It was a few years ago when they first started flirting with each other at the lab. One night of complete boredom, got Nick and Warrick playing with the lab's camera and Grissom was not having any of it. He was telling them to put them away, but when Sara got hold of one, he tried to be stern, but he couldn't stop smiling as she kept shining the camera at him and begging him to hold still, but Nick grabbed the camera and pushed them together. When they collided, Grissom's hands were around her waist and Sara's around his neck, both holding on tightly to each other. Nick took the picture. If anyone saw the picture, they could see the sparks flying between blue and brown eyes as they locked together.
Grissom's hand wiped the tears away and pulled her to him. "It was a fun time when that was taken." He said quietly.
"Yeah." She laughed. "That it was." She turned to rest her head on his chest and closed her eyes.
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Nick handed her a hot cup of tea as he sat beside her. "Why won't you tell us the secret between you and Catherine?" He asked, confused as to why he and Warrick weren't allowed to know.
Sara drank her tea and smiled. "Because the minute I tell you, you won't be able to stop yourself from going straight to Grissom and telling him."
"That's not true, I wouldn't tell him if you told me not to." He protested.
She grinned. "Maybe, but I'd rather not have you suddenly let it slip when around him, so no."
Nick huffed and stood. "You hungry?" He asked.
Sara nodded. "Yeah. There's some ham in the fridge if you want some."
He chuckled. "You have been eating meat?"
"I have and only because the baby wants meat. Anyway, I missed what meat taste like, although it's only Grissom who eats the ham, not me. I'm a chicken lass myself." She laughed and set her tea on the coffee table. Suddenly, she felt something warm. "Nicky."
He turned from the fridge and smiled. "Yeah?"
"My water just broke." She said calmly.
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Nick froze and starred at her. "Is this a drill?" He asked, his throat going dry.
She pushed herself up and hissed at him. "NO!"
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"How many weeks?" The nurse asked.
"38." Sara said through gritted teeth.
The nurse called Trinity, held Sara's hand. "How you doing Sara?"
Sara dropped her head onto the pillow and groaned. "I feel terrible."
The doctor smiled. "It's ok, not long now."
"Where's Grissom?" Sara asked out of breath, turning her head to the nurse.
Trinity brushed a damp cloth over Sara's brow. "He's coming. Your friend called him when you came in. He should be here soon." The door opened as she said this and Grissom appeared. "Speaking of which. Here's dad now."
Sara reached out her hand for him and held his hand tightly. "Hey." She smiled.
Grissom ran his hand over her hair and kissed her lips softly. "Hey honey, you ok?"
She nodded. "I am, but it hurts."
He took the cloth from the nurse and wiped away the sweat forming on her forehead. "Everything's going to be ok." He whispered.
Sara looked into his eyes as the doctors spoke to the nurse and got her ready for delivery. Sara closed her eyes as another contraction hit.
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