Chapter 40

Once they were situated in another vacation community on the coast of Virginia Gil told him everything he knew. Boer had initiated some kind of flash device, blinding Nick and the agents long enough for to make his escape. He had stopped the bleeding with something because it didn't go past the patio. Based on blood splatter and location, Nick believed that he had hit him the shoulder just missing a major artery. Martina had followed Nick's directive and had gone out of the window to a neighbor's house where she called 911. Brass had arrived before the uniforms. He'd made a series of calls that moved the Browns, the Bloodworths's along with Sara and Gil.

Sara watched Grissom peal of his shirt. He was exhausted. Putting himself in the mind of Boer had taken a lot out of him. She watched as he rolled his head from side to side. She gathered the mound of clothes and began to take off her own. "I'll wash these. I saw some detergent in the laundry room."

Grissom looked at her with tired eyes. "I didn't even think of that." He yawned and fell back on the bed, his feet still touching the floor. Sara started taking off his loafers.

"We'll go shopping tomorrow. We'll buy you some things you show off you new curves."

She leaned down to give him a gentle kiss. Her breast pressed against his bare chest. His kisses became more urgent. "I thought you were tired."

His hands were behind his head. "I'm never too tired for this."

"Grissom you need to get some sleep. Horatio was right. We need you sharp."

His explored the waste band of her panties. "You gonna wash these too."

"Yes"

"So you expect me to just go to sleep with you naked in my bed?"

"I could sleep in the other room."

Grissom head titled and he spoke softly. "You never again sleep apart from me Sara. As long as we are the same house you sleep in my bed in my arms. I made some terrible mistakes with you and Julian."

Earth colored eyes found deep sea ones. "You were scared Gris. One minute we were friends contemplating a relationship, the next minute we were masquerading as a married couple, then we were having sex, the next thing you knew we were about to be parent."

"That's no excuse. I should have done something about this years ago. I should have gone out to dinner when you asked me."

Sara wondered about Grissom when he said things like this. He was crazy about her, a little obsessed with her but did her lover her? He had never said.

"I miss our boy." She pressed a cheek against his chest.

"I know. You are right I need to get some sleep so I can figure this thing out."

"I'll go throw these things in the wash."

"Hurry. I don't really sleep without you."

"What about when I was pregnant?"

"Lucky if I got a couple of hours."

Abasi Boer had made it to the Rose City condo a step ahead of the federal sweep team. He hadn't expected Dr. Grissom and his paramour to be there. One could always hope though. He moved through the room wearing throwaway clothes and throwaway shoes. He was probably going to leave some of forensic evidence behind but not enough to make any real difference or to tell the authorities something they didn't already know.

He considered lifting prints but figured that Dr. Grissom's prints had been replaced with fake ones in any system he could access readily.

A gloved hand reached out and pulled open the door of a smaller room. Abasi held his breath. It was a child's room, a boy from the looks of things. He sneered as he thought of Gil Grissom's succumbing to home and heart. A paramour and a child, it was complete waste of his mental faculties and abilities. He closed to the door to the child's room and stepped diagonally across the hall to the master suite.

Abasi opened the closet and pulled out a woman's dress. He frowned as he checked the size, eight tall. There was no way this clothes would fit the petite woman. Something glinted in the back of his mind like a forgotten piece of jewelry dropped in the dark. Who had Dr. Grissom made his escape with? A tall woman, a woman who might have gained a bit of weight if the clothes were any indication like a woman who had just given birth. She had been with Dr. Grissom at a forensics convention. What was her name? Sara something. He'd watched Dr. Grissom ravage her with her eyes when he thought no one was looking. He'd thought it only to be light flirtation among colleagues, maybe a fling until Boer had seen a man approach the young woman while Dr. Grissom had been at her side. The man had introduced himself and seemed on the verge of asking the lovely scientist out until something had flared in Dr. Grissom's eyes and the man had fled the room. Still Abasi had not taken in the seriousness of the situation. Abasi was surprised to learn there was something he did not know about Dr. Grissom. Than man never ceased to impress him, a worthy opponent indeed.

Two months later

Sara lay on the floor of her cool bathroom willing the nausea was to go away. What the hell had they been thinking? They hadn't been thinking. Long periods without sex apparently killed off brain cells, especially in the highly intelligent.

What is Grissom shooting? I can't have another baby. I barely got this one sitting up. You should have thought about before you slithered your naked ass into bed with him. What did you think was going on? You have been eating meat again since you started having sex again. What were you thinking? I wasn't thinking. I was thinking that I wanted to the get laid by the man I love.

Then there was that. Did Gil love her? He had never told her that he loved her. The one time she had braved the words after they had made loved Gil had not responded. She knew that he cared about her. She knew he loved his son but did he love her the way she loved him. Did it even matter? She'd had one of his baby's and was about to have another. She really wasn't in a position to demand much of anything. He cared about her and he was a good father.

If I wanted more from him I should have thought it before now.

Leigh sighed heavily into her phone. "What the hell? Does Gil just look at you and you get pregnant?"

Jarvis spooned food into his daughter's mouth. "I think I may have underestimating Dr. Gil Grissom, first insatiable now this."

Sara picked at a hangnail. Blood sprang to the surface. She sucked the wound.

Grissom's voice broke through Leigh's tirade. "Sara, don't do that. That's how you got sick the last time." He left the room and returned with alcohol, cotton and a band-aid.

Leigh listened to Grissom noises as he bandaged the small wound. "Does he know yet?"

"No."

Grissom kissed her index finger and looked into Sara's brown eyes. "Tell Leigh she is the second most beautiful brunette that I know."

Another cackle from Leigh, "I should have told you that this was a possibility."

"Yes you should have."

"Because you and Grissom have denied fate for so long, your children have been sitting in the waiting room for quite some time. They are restless. First you guys do this tango for decade then you have sex and they see Julian leave the room and then you don't have sex again for another year. Although this one's problem is that he, I think he, misses his brother. The girls have one another so they should be fine for a while."

Sara whispered into the phone. "Girls? Leigh I never expected to have two kids what do mean the girls."

"You remember when I gave the reading the day we met?"

"Of course."

"I kind of left some things out."

Sara stepped onto the balcony. She didn't want Grissom to hear her berating her friend. "Left things out? How do you just leave some things out? Isn't that against the physic Christian rules? What did you leave out?"

Sara was sure that she had heard Jarvis "I told you" in the background.

"Well you have a strong maternal aura."

"What does that mean Leigh? I need numbers Leigh."

"CSI Sidle and her hard data, three for sure maybe four."

"Shit."

"Faith Sara, faith."

"I don't think I am equipped for this Leigh."

"Apparently God does."

"Now I think we should talk about how you are going to tell your Grissom."

My Grissom