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Authors: Jacquie and Sassy
Beta: SidleChick (KC)
Spoilers: Any and all if there is any at all.
Chapter 13
Grissom wordlessly held Sara in his arms as she cried. Noticing that he hadn't said a word, she made the tears cease and pulled herself from his arms. He didn't want this. He didn't have to say it. She knew it. "I'll call a cab. You can bring my things back to me when you get back to Vegas." She started to walk away. She was scared. How could she do it without him?
"Sara, don't go."
"Why not? Can you tell me that? Why the hell not? I just showed you that I'm pregnant, and you didn't say a damn word, Grissom! I am going to be a mother. You, a father." She couldn't yell anymore. A sudden wave a nausea hit, and she ran to the side of the building. She emptied her stomach. "So much for eating Chinese" she murmured.
"Sara, I want to be the father of this baby," Grissom was struggling to keep his voice calm. "I want it all with you...a family, a summer house, a dog..."
Sara was so drained. She heard him. She knew that she had overreacted. "I'm so sorry, Griss. I just don't know what to do. It hit me all of a sudden, that I was late when buttoning my pants because they were harder to fasten. I don't know what to do. I was scared. I don't know how to take care of a baby. I won't be a good mom. Look how I turned out." She had started to cry again but this time at least she was safely in the car so know one would see her have a meltdown.
Grissom kissed her hair. "We'll figure it out together. And I know my mom will be more than happy to help us out."
"You wanna tell her? I wanna wait. I wanna be 100 percent sure. I wanna do the doctor thing and all. Please, Grissom?"
"Ssh...whatever you want, sweetheart." Grissom continued to press kisses to Sara's hair as he held her.
"I am such a cry baby. Look at me! I am a mess. Your mom's going to think we had a fight."
"I'll explain it to her."
"How without the baby part?"
"I'll tell her we didn't have a fight...although I'm guessing her maternal instincts are going to pick up on what the real reason is without me telling her, Sara." Grissom really had no idea what to say to his mom. He sighed and let Sara go. "She's probably waiting."
"You know any OB/GYN's that would take me in quick like while we are here in town to see and then we can tell her."
"Mom probably does." Grissom concentrated on driving, refusing to let his mind reel with the concept of fatherhood.
"Then she will know. Okay. You are dying to tell her, aren't you? Go ahead. But what if it is just a false alarm?"
Grissom, you're making the situation worse. Just pull over and find a phone book. His thoughts were telling him. Grissom pulled in front of a convenience store and got the yellow pages from the booth
"What on earth are you doing? Gil, what in the hell?"
"I'm getting you a phonebook so you can look up an OB/GYN."
Sara let out an exasperated sigh. He never listens to me! I said it would be okay to tell his mom. NOW look what he is doing. She was incessantly tapping her foot on the floor. tap tap tap. He passed her the book through the window.
"I don't want it. This was your idea." She felt her BP going up. She needed to calm down. That couldn't be good for the baby. "I don't feel so well. I need to lay down. Take me to your mom's please."
Grissom wordlessly got back into the car and drove Sara back. She went straight to the bed upstairs and laid down again. She felt horrible. She felt the urge to vomit and quickly raced for the restroom. She puked until all she was doing was dry heaving. Grissom was completely lost. He had no idea what he should be doing.
"Can you get my toothbrush? Please? It is in my bag."
Grissom brought Sara her toothbrush before finally going into his mother's room and dialing a number. She brushed her teeth and went in search of him. She found him on the phone.
"Sure. Let me just talk to her and I'll get back to you. Okay, thanks, Doc." Grissom looked up when he saw Sara. "I just called a specialist. He's got an appointment for this afternoon or tomorrow morning."
"Today. Let's get it over with. How did you know who to call?"
"I remembered that I did know someone," Grissom said softly. He dialed the number again and set the appointment in Sara's name.
"Thank you." she smiled at him and the tears started again. "What is wrong with me? I knew that I had been crying more, and sleeping more lately but come on, body, stop it." She wrapped her arms around him and softly said, "Hold me."
"I'm here , Sara." Grissom stroked Sara's hair.
"When do we need to leave?"
"You have time to lay down for about half an hour if you want to."
"Nah. Lets go talk to your mom. Lets clue her in. I don't want her to worry."
"But you just said.…" Grissom bit his lip and followed Sara downstairs. Just do whatever she wants and we should be fine.
Realization lit her face. "I'm sorry, Gil. Sending missed signals, huh? Sorry, love. I love you and please just bare with me through this rough part. I might lose my mind."
He smiled at her. She slid her hand into his as they walked down the stairs into the sitting room. Abby looked up at them. She signed "Everything okay?"
"Yeah." Sara said. Looking at Grissom, "Let me tell her."
Grissom did. Sara said looking her straight on. "We are going to see a specialist today. Nothing to worry about. We are both fine, but how would you feel about being a grandmother?"
Abby's face broke into a grin.
"Guess that means okay?" Sara smiled back at her.
"Gilbert, I hope this means you're marrying Sara.."
"Mom, don't worry. I'm sticking around for the whole duration."
Sara had to stifle a giggle. "Guess that means that I am going to be married before the baby arrives? I better be, before I start looking like a linebacker."
Grissom arched an amused eyebrow as he realized he was outnumbered. He carefully reached for the tea.
"Ok here is the deal. Either I get married before I start looking like a beached whale or after baby Grissom makes her way into the world. You choose!"
"Before probably, makes more sense."
"You bet your butt! So lets go. We have an appointment at 2:00 for the doctor. You have to come Abby. You have to."
She signed back saying "She wouldn't miss this for the world." It was, after all, her first grandchild, and who knew if there would be more. They left for the doctor's office.
A/N: more to come so be patient. Time just slipped away from us.--Jacquie and Sassy
