Finally Time
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI although I really wish I did. Anything similar to other fanfictions stories is not purposeful and the author has full credit for them.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic story so I hope you like it. Any suggestions or comments would be helpful so please review. Enjoy (I hope)!
Summary: Sara adopts a little girl and shocks the group. She has difficulty handling her new found motherhood and finds support in Greg. Greg-Sara relationship
Chapter 1:
Sara Sidle shifted in her seat and looked at the map at the map Gil Grissom, her boss, had given to each of the team members. She recalled what he had said earlier that week, "the Mayor's having a picnic this Saturday for a bunch of city officials. He wants the whole team there. He said you can bring a guest if you want." Sara had indeed brought a guest.
She pulled into the parking lot and saw Greg Sanders getting out of his car. They seemed to be the first members of the team there. Sara parked beside Greg and got out of her car.
"Hey Sara," Greg smiled and Sara couldn't help but smile back. "You look nice." She was wearing a red sleeveless top with a deep V neck and jean shorts that went up to her mid-thigh which made her legs look like they went on forever. It wasn't anything spectacular but Greg had never seen her out of work clothes and this outfit Greg forget to close his mouth.
"Thanks Greg," Sara said blushing. It had been awhile since a guy had looked at her like Greg was. "You don't look too bad yourself." He was wearing khaki shorts and a grey-blue button down shirt as well as his usual spiked hair. Behind her, she heard a knock coming from the inside of the side door of her car.
Greg looked at her car and asked, "did you bring someone?"
"I did," and she opened the door but Greg still couldn't see in the car. Sara leaned in and Greg could hear her murmuring and unbuckle a seat belt. She emerged a moment later with a little girl of about five on her hip.
Greg looked from the little girl to Sara, confusion written on his face. The little girl had long wavy hair that was pulled back into a ponytail and light blue eyes. She was wearing a pink flowered t-shirt and matching shorts.
"Greg," Sara started, "I'd like to introduce you to my daughter, Bethany." She looked at the little girl lovingly. "Bethany this is Greg Sanders, one of the people I work with."
Greg stared at them in shock his jaw still dropped, "who...? What...? I have no idea what to say."
"Sweetheart, how about you go play on the jungle gym while I talk to Greg." Sara set Bethany down and she ran to the playground and Sara followed more slowly. She turned back to look at Greg, "are you coming?" He followed her and they sat at a picnic table by the playground. Sara began to explain the sudden appearance of Bethany to Greg. "A few months ago I was at a crime scene, a murder of a wife by her husband. There was a little girl sitting in a cop car, the daughter," she pointed at Bethany. "We found out later that the wife and the child had been physically and sexually assaulted by the woman's husband, the girl's father. A few weeks ago, I saw some evidence from the case and I thought of the little girl. I called Children Services to make sure she was alright. I found out she was not doing well , not speaking, barely eating, so I offered to go visit her to try and draw her out. I just start by taking her out a couple times after school and then everyday. Soon I couldn't imagine my life without her so I filled out the papers and two days ago the adoption was finalized and now Bethany is mine."
"Wow," Greg said. "Sara that is amazing. Does anyone else know?"
"Not yet. I was going to tell them today," Sara replied.
"I can't wait to see their expressions," Greg laughed but then looked a bit somber, "are you going to be able to stay on the night shift? We'd all miss you if you left." Especially me he thought.
"I think so," Sara said, "my neighbour, Mrs. Finnly, is a widow and she's been watching Bethany and has offered to do so for awhile at least, in my apartment or hers. I may look into a nanny service and I might buy a house."
"If you ever need any help, just call me,"Greg offered with a smile.
"Thanks Greg," Sara murmured smiling back. "Now," she said jumping up, ruining the moment, "shall we go join Bethany?"
"Well Miss Sidle, I never thought of you as someone who enjoys playing on the jungle gym," Greg said jokingly.
"Oh you'll be surprised at what I enjoy Mr. Sanders," Sara said suggestively and she laughed at his expression, as she joined her daughter on the swings.
"Will you push me Mr. Sanders?" Bethany asked politely.
"Of course I will Bethany," Greg said, "but Mr. Sanders in my dad. How about if you call me Greg or Uncle Greg."
Bethany looked to her mother for permission and Sara nodded. "Okay Uncle Greg," she said, her little face breaking into a smile. Greg went behind her and began pushing. Bethany squealed with delight as she kept going higher.
"Hang on tight Bethany," Sara warned her daughter and began to pump her legs making the swing go.