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Authors: Jacquie and Sassy
Beta: SidleChick
Spoilers: Anything and Everything
Chapter 11
Grissom and Sara had been together for about six weeks. Grissom decided to it was time to take her to see his mom. They both had some vacation time. So they took a few weeks. The plan was to visit Grissom's mom then go to visit Sara's mom.
MARINA DEL RAY
Grissom stared up at the brown brick house where he grew up.
"This is home, huh, Griss?" Sara asked impressed. It was nothing like the shack she had grown up in.
"If I know Mom, she's been baking." Grissom was shaken out of his nostalgia. He smiled at the woman beside him.
"Baking? You have a Leave it to Beaver Mom? Cool." Sara was really impressed. What more was there about him that she didn't know.
Grissom gently took Sara's hand in his. "Don't worry, Sar. She's going to love you."
"How am I going to talk to her?" She was worried.
"She does read lips. If she doesn't understand something, I'll translate."
"Ok. I'm ready, let's do this." She was glad that they started with his mom, because she was terrified of taking him to see Laura.
A petite woman with silver hair opened the door as Grissom and Sara started up the walk. She hugged Grissom.
"Hi, Mom," Grissom signed. He introduced Sara. "This is Sara."
"Hello, Mrs. Grissom. It's nice to meet you." She reached out her hand to shake Mrs. Grissom's hand. Grissom's mother took Sara into a warm embrace. When she was finished, she signed while Grissom translated. "I'm glad to finally meet you. Gil talks about you all the time."
"Really? That's a new one. He hardly talked to me before a few months ago." Thinking back to that dark time in her and Grissom's life, she smiled at the turn of events.
"That's something I'd like to remedy." Grissom said while looking deep into Sara's eyes.
"Good." She smiled at Grissom as she put her arm around his waist.
Grissom's mother smiled at her baby so happy. "Come in. I've just made some chocolate chip and oatmeal cookies."
Grissom glanced at Sara in a 'see what I mean?' way, and obediently followed his mother into the house.
"Smells good." She sniffed the air. She wasn't much of a baker, but would love to bake like that house smelt.
Grissom signed for his mom what Sara had said. Mrs. Grissom gently patted Sara's hand and offered her a plate of cookies. "Gil, sweetheart, could you get the milk?"
"Sure, Mom."
"So Mrs. Grissom, what was Gil like as a child?" Sara knew that this would drive him mad, but she had to know. Grissom translated for his mom as she signed "He was a very quiet child. Was by himself a lot." Mrs. Grissom looked into her son's blue eyes. "I always worried for him ,because he had no friends."
"Honest, Mom, I was happier that way," Grissom told his mother.
Sara could see that they had a really good relationship. "He is still a loner, Mrs. Grissom. But I got plans to change all that."
"That's good to hear, Sara. And please...call me Abby."
"Abby that is a pretty name. So Grissom tells me you are into art?"
Abby motioned to the drawings around the kitchen. "I did those just last month."
Sara looked at each one before commenting. "I like your style." She glanced at one of Grissom. "I like this one the best." She smiled at Grissom and squeezed his hand. Grissom slowly turned red.
Abby smiled at Grissom in motherly pride. "He always takes good care of me."
Sara winked at him. "Yeah, I can see that. Do you mind if I use the restroom?"
"First door to your right," Grissom told Sara.
Sara disappeared into the bathroom. She sat down on the edge of the tub. Just breathe. That's it. In and out. You can do this! It is only the love of your life's mother. This will all be fine. She finished her business and returned to the kitchen. "Your house is lovely, or what I have seen so far." Sara tried to hold back a yawn but failed.
"Gilbert, how about showing Sara the guest room?" Abby hadn't missed the yawn.
"Are you okay by yourself, Mom?"
"Aren't I always, Gilbert?" His mom replied with a swat to his arm.
"Sorry...I'll stop being a worrywart." Grissom dutifully kissed his mother's cheek, before ushering Sara up the staircase to the guest bedroom.
"We sharing a room, Griss? Or is your mom old fashioned?" Sara didn't want to sleep in this strange house alone.
"Mom won't mind." Grissom told Sara as he opened the guest room door. "I'm just going to grab the bags. I'll be back."
"Okay," Sara kicked off her sandals and lay down on the bed belly down and arms stretched under the pillows. She dozed off. Grissom returned a moment later, hating to wake Sara up. He carefully set down the bags next to the bed, and tiptoed out of the room.
A/N: I know nothing major happened in this chapter, but something is going to happen real soon. SO STAY TUNED--Jacquie and Sassy
