Part 12

Grissom sat in his chair in his office while Sara laid on his couch. Neither spoke, but both knew what the other was thinking.

"Gil," Catherine spoke entering the room, startling both him and Sara. "Can we talk for a few?" she asked waltzing out of the room expecting him to follow.

Grissom rose and walked towards Sara before leaving, "Want to come or do you want to stay here?"

"Stay here, I have to make a call."

"Ok baby, I'll be back in a bit."

Leaving Sara alone, she began to feel lonely. Deciding now was as better time than ever, she walked to the desk, sat in the black leather chair and gingerly picked up the phone and dialed the number she tried so hard to forget.

Waiting for someone to pick up she sighed heavily. This was going to be hard, she thought.

"Hello," came the voice, "Sidle residence."

"Um, hi dad."

"Sara?" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah, the one and only."

"Sara how are you? Is everything ok there in Vegas?"

"Slow down dad, please." She pleaded. "You aren't making this any easier." there was a slight pause between them.

She could hear her mother walk in the room and ask whom her father, Mark, was talking to. Answering his own daughter, her mother grabbed the phone and asked the same questions her father had asked mere minutes ago.

Asking to speak with her father first, she sighed and prepared for what she was about to say.

"Sara, sweetie, what is it?" he asked worriedly.

Taking a deep breath she began, "do you remember Brandon, the guy I used to date that was thrown in jail? Well, he's out and he wasn't me back and wants revenge."

"Sara," he began but his words caught on her name not sure what else to say.

"Dad, there's more." she continued, "I've met a man here, well I kind of already knew him, but anyways, things between us have gotten very serious, in fact we are expecting a child together."

"Sara, are you saying that you two are married? Your mother is going to be very upset about this." he said partly angered and unsure.

"Well, no. We aren't married. I mean I haven't really thought about this too much, marriage isn't even an option right now with everything that's going on. At least I don't think it is." she truly had not been thinking about it and truly wasn't sure it was the best option right now.

"Sara Ann Sidle, you mother and I worked too hard to give you a good life that you wanted. Don't go blow it with stupid decisions and actions. I fully do not support your decisions."

"Well, you see dad, I don't want your blessing or support, I just wanted to let you know about everything going on in my life. I'm glad that you don't support my decisions and I'm really glad you could care less that there is a stalker after me and threatening to ruin the life that I have created and was enjoying." she shouted angrily into the receive, and before either person could get in another word, she hung up the phone.

At that moment, Nick chose to enter the room.

Sara sat with her head in her hands, allowing the tears to freely escape.

As Nick walked towards her, she became aware of his presence in the room and her head shot up. It was obvious to Nick that she needed comforting and even though he knew he could only bring her temporary comfort, he need to help her. He need to be there for her when she needed help, and this was a time he was greatly needed.

"How much did you hear Nicky?" she asked trying to wipe away the tears.

"From about 'um, hi dad.' on." he said truthfully.

"Do you think I'm being unreasonable Nicky?" she said looking into his eyes demanding the truth.

"No, Sara I don't think you're being unreasonable. You have a lot going on right now, and I don't blame you if you don't want to get married right now with everything going on."

"It's not that I don't want to get married Nicky, it's just right now that may not be the best choice. I mean I don't want to give Brandon an even bigger reason to get upset and another person to go after."

"I understand. I promise I'll be here for you no matter what you decide or no matter what happens."

"Thanks Nick." she gave him a big hug.

"Anytime Sar. Now, how about we go to the break room and get something to drink and snack." she nodded in agreement, and rose from the chair with help from Nick.

Five minutes later, Grissom returned to his office, only to find it was empty and dark, then embarking on his search, he found Sara seconds later snacking on some chips and a glass of water; Nick, and Warrick sitting around her.

When she looked up at him, he could see that she had been crying. Walking further into the room, he requested that the others give them a few moments to talk. Both men stood, looked at each other, then quickly exited the room.

"Are you ok baby?"

"Not really," she replied with a slight chuckle to help keep back the tears. "I called my parents, and I explained everything," she paused to see his reaction but received a question look. "Everything." she added.

"And…"

"My dad doesn't care there is a psycho killer is after me. All he cared about was that I'm not married and I'm expecting a baby." she said wiping her eyes before the tears fell. "He said that he doesn't support the decision I've made. He's ashamed of me Gil."

"Sara we can change that though. We can get married." He said holding her hands in his.

"Grissom, I don't want to get married because my father doesn't approve of my decisions. I want to marry you because you truly love me and want to marry me. I don't want you to feel like you have to marry me.

"Sara," he gave her a smile. "I want to marry you, and I don't want you to think that I only want to marry you because your father wants us to or because you carrying our child."

"Sara, I…. never mind, please just come with me somewhere this afternoon and we'll sort everything out. Ok?" he response was a silent nod. "Just try not to think about it till then, ok baby?" She shrugged and gave me an ok.

Hours later, when the sun sat high in the pale blue sky. Grissom's plans were set and they were on their way.

"So Grissom, where are we going? Sara said excitedly, she was trying hard to forget all her worries.

"You'll see." he said trying to hide a smile.

"Ok, well can I get a hint?"

"Nope." he said shaking his head.

"Please?" she begged.

"No."

"Why?"

"Because, you're a scientist, more specifically, a CSI, and a good one at that. Therefore if I give you even the slightest hint, I am sure you'll figure it out where we are going." Slouching down into her seat, she crossed her arms and pouted like a young child.

A few minutes passed before Sara realized they were on the slow winding road to Lake Mead.

"Grissom?"

"Yeah?"

"Are we going where I think we're going?"

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Immediately she knew they were on their way to the spot where everything was reconciled a few months ago.

Stopping the Tahoe in a provided parking slot, they exited and walked hand in hand towards the sandy waters edge.