AN: A big thank you to everyone who reviewed, you all really made my week with your kind words. Again, this is un-betaed, so any errors belong to me, although nothing else does.
Chapter Two
Grissom unlocked and opened the front door quietly. It was almost noon, and Sara was probably sleeping. He'd had to stay late at work for a supervisor's meeting, so he hadn't been able to drive her to her doctor's appointment; instead, Nick had driven her. Grissom had worried that Sara would be upset with him for missing the appointment, so he called and made a reservation for dinner at her favorite restaurant. Hopefully, they would have good news to celebrate.
As he made his way into the house, he heard Sara's distinctive laughter. "Sara," he called out, "honey, where are you?"
"I'm on the phone in the office," Sara hollered between giggles. "Come on in and bring more coffee!"
Grissom grabbed the coffee pot from the kitchen, as well as a bottle of water. He had been concerned for the last few weeks that Sara had been drinking too much coffee, she was sleeping more than usual, and requiring more and more caffeine to get going once she did get out of bed.
Walking toward the office, Grissom called out to Sara again, "Honey, who are you talking to - all I hear is laughter?" When he entered the office, Grissom stopped dead in his tracks. Sara was sitting at the desk they shared, with her feet up on an ottoman she had pulled over. But what shocked him was that the source of her amusement was the person she was speaking to, not on the phone, but on the TTY.
He placed the coffee and the water next to her and kissed her cheek as he leaned over, placing his head on her shoulder. "Honey," he asked, suspicious that he already knew the answer to the question he was preparing to ask. "Who are you talking to?"
Sara leaned her cheek against his as turned the TTY so he couldn't quite see the screen. She typed a quick question into the TTY and smiled. "Just a friend, how was your meeting?"
Grissom pulled the TTY back to where he could see it. "I distinctly saw the words 'naked baby Gil' and 'photos' on that screen," he said, "you've got my mother on there, haven't you?"
Sara just kissed him again and laughed even harder as she pushed Grissom's hands away from the keypad and typed another message. Moments later the conversation was over and both parties hung up, but only after promising to finish the discussion at another time.
Grissom helped Sara up from her chair and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He kissed her neck, and whispered in her ear, "anything you want to tell me?"
Sara pretended to think about his question for a moment, "Not really. Oh! Your mom called," she added, barely able to contain her giggles once again.
"So I noticed," Grissom grumbled as he scooped Sara up and into his arms. He carried her into their room and set her down on the bed they had been sharing for several months. Grissom propped up the pillows as Sara leaned back and settled in next to her, holding her hand in his.
"I'll find out what's so funny later, but why did she call? She's not one to call long distance just to chat."
"She wanted to talk to you, but since you weren't here, she and I just had a little 'girl talk,'" Sara answered evasively.
"I do have exciting news, though," Sara in the sing-song voice of a child who knows a secret. "Guess who just found out she's pregnant?"
Grissom pulled back slightly to look into Sara's eyes, "Are you serious? Is the doctor sure?"
"Yep, blood work just got back." Sara tugged on Grissom's arm, pulling him closer to her again, "The newest member of the Grissom clan should be here on or about July tenth."
Smiling, Grissom stared off into space for a moment. "It's just amazing, I can't believe it. Little Angie is really having a baby." Suddenly, a thought came to him, "I'm going to be an uncle!"
Sara smiled as she watched Grissom's expression. She couldn't believe how surprised he was about Angie's pregnancy. They had both known that Angie and her husband had been trying to get pregnant, but for some reason, none of it had been real to Grissom until just now. Grissom was suddenly startled out of his reverie by Sara's impatient fingers squeezing his hand. "Enough baby talk, wasn't there something you were going to ask me?"
Grissom shook his head and looked back at Sara. "I meant to ask you before. How was your appointment? I'm still sorry that I couldn't drive you."
"Don't worry about it. Doc cleared me for driving and active duty, so you're not stuck driving me around and I'm not stuck in the lab anymore, thank goodness. I still haven't figured out how to get back at Nick for tripping me." Sara said with a smile, although she wasn't entirely sure she was joking.
Grissom pulled her body even closer to his own and ran one hand down to her butt. "I'm glad you're back, honey. Although I have to admit that I really liked having you around the lab the last few weeks," he added suggestively, kissing and nuzzling her neck.
"You just liked having me stuck in the lab because I cleaned your office! Do you know how old some of the stuff in there was? I found a jar of tarantula food in there that expired five years ago!"
Grissom tucked a lock of hair behind Sara's ear, "Seriously, Sara; are you sure you're ready to go out into the field again? You did break your foot."
"Gil, it was a hairline fracture, and the doctor said it looks great." She pulled his head toward her own and kissed his lips slightly. When he deepened the kiss and moaned into his mouth, Sara pulled him on top of her, "Come here, let me show how much better I'm feeling."