Disclaimer: In a perfect world I am Sara Sidle, and in that world Grissom and Sara are together, but this world is far from perfect so I am not Sara and do nto own them sigh
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Kimmuriyel and Miranda 2 for threatening me to continue, I love you guys.
I will say that this story came to mind after I read Laredo Grissom's story "Her" and Moggie's story "Given A Chance" I love both of those stories but there were somethings I wished wer diffrent so I thought combine them and make a story like theirs into my own, this is that story.
If any of you have seen the new episodes of season 5 tell me how they were, alas I am in Singapore and am still watching reruns of season 4
Sara sat in one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs that were in the waiting room. After telling Teresa of her decision she had called a doctor for a Sonogram. Now here she sat waiting for her turn to come.
Her mind drifted to the events that had happened earlier that morning. She had called her parents to tell them about the baby, they had argued again and the conversation had ended with Sara slamming down the receiver and muttering a few four letter words.
She had also called Catherine to tell her of her decision; Catherine had tried to get her to call Grissom. Like that was going to happen. She knew that she should tell him but her head reminded her of what heartache felt like, she didn't want to take that risk again.
She nervously chewed her nails, would things be okay with the baby, would she be okay?
"So how are you feeling right now?" Teresa asked.
"My stomach is turning into knots, I don't know if it is nerves or morning sickness."
She looked up to see Teresa with a video camera pointed straight at her, "Turn that thing off."
"Awww but it's your first sonogram, you'll want to look back on this."
"Just turn it off; you're making me even more nervous."
"Sara Sidle." The nurse called.
"That's you." Teresa said.
"I know my name, I'm just not so sure that I want to go in there."
"Are you having second thoughts?"
"I'm just worried something will be wrong."
"All mothers worry that, but there's only one way to find out."
Sara nervously sat down onto the examination table. She hated the hospital gown that they had forced her into. Teresa was standing off to the side, video camera in hand again, no matter how much she begged she couldn't get her to turn the stupid thing off. Doctor Zellen walked in.
"So how we feeling mom, any morning sickness?" He asked.
"Yeah a lot actually." She replied.
"I know when my wife got pregnant she was running to the bathroom every five minuets."
"Can we just get this over with?" She snapped, her heart had ached at the word wife.
"Ok just put you're feet in these stirrups and we can get this show on the road."
She hated the way her body was positioned now that her legs were stuck in the metal cuffs they called stirrup.
Dr. Zellen spread the cold jelly over her stomach and set up the fetal monitor.
"Ok your baby should be right about...here."
The screen was very dark, but Sara saw a tiny little peanut on the screen. Her heart melted when she saw the baby, her baby. She couldn't help but gaze lovingly at the blurry picture, she smiled and her fears melted away.
Sara and Teresa now sat at a small restaurant, the left over remains of sandwiches rested on the plates. Sara was staring at the picture of her unborn child, looking upon it with a mother's loving gaze.
An old friend of Teresa's dead husband Ryan's father owned the restaurant. Teresa was very much like a daughter to Sam Rollins and he had to stop by to talk.
"Hey Sam, how are you doing?" Teresa asked.
"Just fine, what about you."
"I'm doing alright; this is my old college roommate Sara Sidle."
"It is a pleasure to meet you," Sara told the gentlemen.
"Nice to meet you too."
Sara vaguely listened as the man named Sam carried on a conversation with Teresa, she was wrapped up in her thoughts about money. Money was going to be tough to get without a job, it's not like she could apply for a job at the Boston lab, and with her being pregnant they would laugh her out the door.
Suddenly her stomach tied itself in knots. She felt her lunch rising fast,
"Excuse me." She said hurriedly as she raced towards the sign marked restroom.
"Um," Sam asked, "Is she alright?"
"She's fine, it's just morning sickness." Teresa wished she could take back the words; Sara was going to kill her for blurting it out.
"Oh so she's pregnant, her husband must be thrilled."
"Uh...yeah he is." She said guiltily.
Sam turned and gave her a stern glare, his eyes telling her that he was calling her bluff.
"Sara isn't exactly married."
"Uh huh, so what exactly is she."
Now Teresa was angry, "Look she isn't a bad person, she didn't make a mistake. She fell in love with her boss, they slept together once and the jerk left her. Now she is completely miserable and blames herself for getting pregnant, if you have a problem with love, then you better go talk to your wife."
Teresa surprised herself with what she said; she had just scolded a father figure in her late husbands and her own life! "I'm sorry; I didn't mean it that way..."
"No Teresa, you are right, I assumed too much. I know that you are a good girl and any friend of yours must be special, I'm just a small town man with a small town mind."
Teresa smiled a little.
"Is it really like that, does she blame herself."
"Yes, she fell for him hard and he broke her heart into a million pieces, the baby means so much to her. But there are complications, she can't get a job because of the baby, and there is the expense, plus she is too afraid to tell him about the baby."
Sam thought for a moment, "Look, I could use some help around here, this place is expanding and the help here gets good money. Enough at least to start on."
"No Sam, Sara does not take charity."
"I'm not asking to give charity, I'm asking do you think that she'll want the job, it's the least I can do for assuming that she was a...well...a party animal is what you kids call it now a days."
"Well you'll have to ask her about the job yourself."
Sara finally returned from the rest room, her eyes watering a little, sucking a breath mint. Would she ever be able to keep a meal down? She heard Teresa and Sam talking about a job, she wondered why.
"Ask who about what job?"
"Miss...Sidle wasn't it? I was wondering if you would like a job here at the diner."
Her eyes turned towards her friend, one look at Teresa's green eyes told her enough.
"I...I don't know."
"Do you have any prior experience?"
"Does growing up in a bed and breakfast count?"
"More than enough, do you want the job?"
"It's just...I don't think I'm cut out to be a waitress."
Sam studied the woman's gaze, "Teresa tells me that you could use the money."
Her friend was going to get it, "Yes, but you don't want someone like me, get somebody who isn't going to have a baby."
"Actually a pregnant person is good for business, the customers tip more that way."
Sara wasn't so sure, but then again she was used to finding statistics about what the most common way to hide a body was.
"Look, when you get too far a long I'll put you on register duty so that you won't have to lift too much weight, and then you can quit and after the baby is born go back to the job you always do."
Sara had to admit, tips were tips and she needed all the money she could get, and the offer was a good one.
"When should I start?"
"Why did you do that?" Sara asked as she and Teresa headed for the car.
"Do what?"
"Tell him about the baby?"
"It slipped out, and you even said it yourself, you need the money."
"I have some in the bank, if I'm careful I should have enough."
"Sara you know just as well as me that you are going to need more then just enough."
She remained silent, her eyes were filled with pain, "He thinks that I am a hooker doesn't he."
"He did at first but I told him off."
She sighed, "I guess I'm not much better than one, I'm just stupid me."
Teresa turned and stared at her friend, a look of shock on her face, "Sara don't say things like that, and you are a very smart person."
"Teresa, I fell in love with my boss, seduced him and then got pregnant because of it, yeah I'm a real genius."
"Falling in love is not under your control, and what is with you?"
"I don't know, sometimes I hate Grissom, I get so angry I want to scream, other times I miss him so much that I am tempted to catch the next plane to Vegas."
"Now that is the hormones talking," Teresa smiled. The smile was contagious be cause the corner of Sara's lips raised a little.
"Just remember that you have a baby on the way, children are a blessing and even if you cannot bear to tell the father that the baby exists, this child will love you."
Sara's first couple of weeks at work went smoothly; her morning sickness began to lessen. Becoming a waitress again reminded her of the days when she was a teenager helping out in the B & B.
She didn't talk much with Sam, she mostly kept to herself, she felt uncomfortable around people naturally and being a single pregnant mother only made it worse.
One night at closing time, Sara was wiping down the table, idly listening to the news. The words Las Vegas Crime Lab and Gil Grissom came to her ears.
Sam was over by the TV about to turn it off, "No don't." she desperately yelled and raced over to turn the volume up.
The news reported that a high profile case had just been solved by the excellent skills of the Crime Lab in Vegas and a lot of the credit went towards Gil Grissom the resident Entomologist and supervisor of the lab.
Sara was smiling, but tears filled her eyes as well. Sam stared at her, "That's him isn't it?" he asked.
"What?"
"That's him, the father of your baby."
She looked down at her feet, her hand cradling her still flat stomach, "Yes." She said quietly.
He turned and walked towards the register, she followed, "I didn't sleep around."
He looked up at her, "I fell in love, I...I still love him. I understand if you don't believe me, you have no reason too. I mean the evidence is pretty bad, here I am a pregnant woman who has no husband and who has the worst love life ever."
"I believe you; Teresa helped me see that, I am just sorry that someone should have to go through so much pain."
"I don't need your pity."
"I don't pity you, I pity him. I pity him because he is going to be a father and doesn't even know it; I pity him because he can't even tell when someone loves him."
She remained silent, surprise showed in her eyes.
"But you are going to have to be careful, people will not be able to hear your story, they'll just see you and your child and assume just as I did. You are going to have to face a lot of criticism towards you and your child. Do you think you will be able to take that?"
"If I cared what people think of me, I would not have fallen in love with my supervisor who is fifteen years older than me."
"What about your child? Will you be able to take people looking down on it?"
"I don't know," she admitted, "But I won't let people break me down."
A/N: Review please, Sara's Secrets will be up soon this story just needed to be updated. Oh yeha and after this chapter things will be moving much faster becuase I cannot go day to day for the entire story because that would take forever.