Chapter 14
Grissom walked through the emergency room doors with Catherine. The nurse at the front desk greeted them.
"Catherine, Gil, I didn't know we had any patients that need to be processed."
Gil started to speak but her heard Sara's scream from to the left of him. He turned down the corridor.
"Sara!"
Her return cry came from the first room in he came to. He pushed the door open.
A doctor and a nurse tried in vain to talk to her.
She shook her head like a frustrated child.
Grissom pushed past them and Sara nearly leaped from the bed as she clung to him.
He looked into her swollen eyes. "Honey, Honey, I'm here."
He stroked her hair as he murmured words of love. He glared at the two medical personnel.
"Could you please leave?"
The thin blond doctor started to argue but when she saw the look in Grissom sky colored eyes, she retreated.
"We will come back in a few minutes."
Sara was near hysterics.
"I am sorry. I am sooo sorry. It's all my fault. She thinks I don't want her. She thinks I don't want her. Our daughter thinks I don't want her but I was just trying to do what was best for her."
"Sara you have to tell me what's happening. What's going on?"
"I was bleeding and it wouldn't stop so I came here and now these doctors are telling me that I have this condition that if I don't…." She hiccupped a sob.
"That I have to terminate or I could die."
Grissom's head was reeling. "Sara. You can have other children."
She stopped him with a bark. "No! That's our baby."
"Sara…"
"No!"
He nodded and reached for his phone. "What's your OBGYN's name?"
Dr. Cora Fortenberry arrived an hour later. She was a petite woman with generous curves. Her onyx colored skin was a sharp contrast to her white coat.
There were still traces of an island accent in her voice.
She looked at Sara's scans, listened for the baby's heartbeat, and took Sara's blood pressure. When she wanted to do a more intimate exam, Grissom refused to move until Sara assured him that it was okay.
Dr. Fortenberry smiled at her patient. "Is he always like that?"
Sara's weak voice was filled with love. "Yes."
When she was done she found Grissom in the hall and ushered him into the examination room.
"Okay here's where we stand. The baby looks good. Her heartbeat is strong but Sara has lost a lot of blood and she is very weak. The ER doc is right. If you continue this pregnancy you are in a great deal of danger. Suffice it to say that the baby has a better chance of making it through delivery than you do. Our best bet is to induce and to do a Cesarean on or near your due date."
Sara saw Grissom's eyes pulls down at the corner. He rocked back gently on his heels.
His hands were in his pockets and a bit a tick had started over one eye. He looked at Sara. He knew what her answer would be.
He asked the question. "What can we do to make sure that Sara and the baby survive?"
"Well she is going to have to spend at least half of every day in bed for at least a month, I will need to see her twice week for the rest of her pregnancy. I would suggest that a nurse come to your home tomorrow and everyday for a while. The point is that we have to stave off any contractions, bleeding or stress. We need to be the ones to decide when delivery happens, not Miss Girl."
The doctor patted Sara's stomach.
"Mr. Grissom you got all of this?"
Sara interjected. "Oh we don't live..."
Grissom reached for her hand. "I understand Doctor."
"Okay then I will see you on Tuesday and call my office in the morning for the name of a nursing service."
She paused in the doorway looked from the frazzled father to her patient. As she spoke her accent became more prominent.
"You know this is not my business but I am my mother's child. I see parents everyday in all kinds of situations and circumstances. I am of the opinion that some people should not be allowed to give birth and that some people should not be allowed to become parents but the two of you are neither of those people. I don't what made you come to decision that you wanted to give you baby up but I can't imagine where she will find two better parents."