A/N: Sorry about the delay, again. I know it's a short chapter but the story might be wrapped up soon anyways.

When Sara was about 6 months she found it exhausting and nearly impossible to process a scene. As much as she hated that she was too thrilled about the baby to get very upset about it.

"Gil," she started as she walked into the evidence room he was working in. "I can't process in the field anymore," she said and realized it came out a little too whinny.

He took off his gloves and walked over to her. "Well you knew this day would come."

"Yeah, but what am I supposed to do?" she asked then smelled something. "Uh, did somebody eat eggs in here?" she made a face.

Not wanting a repeat of the day Catherine had brought a hard-boiled egg for lunch he put a hand on her shoulder and guided her out of the room. "Better?" he asked.

"No, worse," she said as Ecklie walked by eating a sandwich.

He stopped. "Save this for home, it's time for work." he gestured at Grissom's hand on Sara's shoulder with his sandwich.

She didn't know why the smell of eggs made her feel so nauseous , but Catherine said that it was normal to have a smell that you just cant stand. And Sara's was eggs.

She didn't have time to react as she bent over and threw up on the linoleum floor.

Sara looked up at Ecklie, who was looking down at his shoes, that had unfortunately been in the splash zone, way in it.

Grissom's hand was back on her shoulder as he said, "Next time, bring peanut butter."

He just gave them a look, turned around and said, "I'll go get somebody to clean this up." he walked down the hallway mumbling to himself.

Once he got out of earshot Sara started laughing hysterically.

"What's so funny?" Grissom asked.

"Gil, I just threw up on Ecklie! I've kinda always wanted to do that," she said through a laugh.

He had to admit the look on his face had been priceless. "Truly a Kodak moment." He smiled then remembered the evidence he had been processing. "He's right though, I've got to get back to work."

"Right. But what am I supposed to do?" she asked.

"Oh. Maybe you can help Hodges process in trace."

"Hodges. You're serious?" She hadn't been a huge fan of him since he got here.

"I don't know what else to tell you, Sar. Maybe you can still work your cases at the lab, and just not go to the scenes, I know its not that great, but that's all I've got." He shrugged.

"I like that idea better than Hodges," she said and turned to leave.

Grissom grabbed her arm before she could go. "Sara?"

"Yeah?" she said.

"I love you." He pulled her into a hug and didn't care who saw.

"I love you too," she said and kissed his cheek. "Now get back to work," she said in a mock-serious tone with a smile.


By the time Grissom got home Sara was asleep on the couch with the TV on. He felt bad for staying so long, but he and Warrick had got a huge break in their case, and he'd almost ended up pulling a double.

He walked over to the TV and turned it off, staring at Sara laying on the couch like an angel. As if she could feel his eyes on her she woke up and looked up at him.

"Hey, you're home," she said, the weariness clear in her voice.

"Yeah, sorry I'm so late. C'mon, lets go to bed," he said, helping her up.

"Hmm, good idea." She got up and walked to the bedroom. Not bothering to change into her nightgown she took off her shirt and laid down next to Grissom, her head finding the perfect spot on his chest.

"So what did you end up doing all day?" he asked, running his fingers through her hair, something that had become reflexive for him when they were just laying down together.

"Helped Nick out." she said. "You smell good," she told him.

She could be so random sometimes, but it always made him smile. "Thanks." he kissed her and drifted off to sleep, leaving her awake, thinking about how much their lives were going to change in 3 months. She couldn't wait.


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