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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
Author's Note: Hello readers. Here's the newest chapter. Sorry I haven't updated for two weeks. I hope you enjoy it and please review.
Chapter 7:
"Mommy! Wake up!" Sara opened her eyes to find Bethany sitting beside her on her sleeping bag. "Mommy," Bethany whined. "Get up. It's moving day."
Sara blinked a few times, realizing what Bethany said was true. It had been three weeks since she'd signed the papers for the new house and she had been very busy. Bethany and her had wanted to move in as soon as possible so Sara had given notice to her landlord and begun packing the day she'd bought the house. Now, three weeks later, the apartment was empty as the movers had come the day before. All she had left to do was pack up the sleeping bags and clothes she and Bethany had used last night and the day before.
"Mommy," Bethany pushed her mother's arm to make her go faster. "We have to meet everybody at the house at noon." The whole gang had agreed to come help move everything in instead of having the movers do it. They were all coming after they'd had a couple hours of sleep to recover from their shift. Thanks to Grissom she had a few nights off before and after the move, so she planned to be at the new house early to prepare for the others. For the last few weeks all Sara's spare time had been spent painting and redecorating the house, and if she said so herself, it looked great. She only had the two guest rooms left, but they weren't going to be used right away, so she would finish them later. Sara felt Bethany nudge her side again.
"Okay," she said getting out of her sleeping bag, "I'm up. Go get changed Bethany." Bethany grabbed her clothes and ran to the bathroom while Sara rolled their sleeping bags and once Bethany had finished, Sara changed. They ate a quick breakfast and did a last check of the apartment to make sure they hadn't forgotten anything. Sara said a mental good-bye to the place and locked the door. She gave the key to the landlord and she and Bethany got into the car.
"Are we going our new home now Mommy?" Bethany asked looking at Sara in the rearview mirror.
Home. "Yes we are Bethany," Sara replied. "Are you excited?"
"Oh yeah," Bethany nodded her head vigorously. "Is Uncle Greg going to be there today?" she asked not quite meeting her mother's eyes as she asked it.
Sara's face coloured slightly, an occurrence that now happened almost every time Greg's name was mentioned. "Yes, Greg is going to be there," Sara said. "Why do you want to know Bethany?"
"I just wanted to make sure," Bethany replied. "I like Uncle Greg."
"Me too," Sara murmured softly but Bethany still heard her and smiled. Mommy and Uncle Greg might get together, but I think they might need my help. As Bethany thought of ways to get Sara and Greg together, Sara completed the drive to the new house in silence. She pulled into the driveway beside the moving truck. "Honey we're here," Sara's call brought Bethany out of her daydream. She unbuckled herself from her booster seat, a new skill she'd recently acquired, and hopped out of the car.
Sara and Bethany walked up to the house and Sara unlocked the door. Bethany ran inside, weaving in and out of each room. "How long till everybody gets here?" she yelled from somewhere in the back of the house.
Sara looked at her watch as she set her purse on the floor. "They should be here in about 30 minutes," she called back to her daughter. She then went around the house opening the windows since there was no reason to put the air conditioning on because the door would be opening all day. Once she'd finished that task, she went to the backyard where Bethany was playing on the new playground Sara had installed. Sara sat in one of the chairs of the patio set she'd bought. In the apartment building she hadn't had a backyard so she'd needed to buy everything new but she had to admit she'd splurged. In addition to the playground and the patio set, Sara had bought a hot tub, which was positioned to the right side of the deck, and a 15 foot by 42 inch inflatable pool, which was at the back of the yard. When she and Bethany had been shopping, Bethany had seen the pool and wanted it. Sara didn't want to deny her daughter anything plus it would be good for the hot Vegas summers. The hot tub had been an impulse and Sara hoped it had been a good idea.
The ring of the doorbell startled her out of her daze and she with Bethany at her side, went to answer the front door. It was Greg.
"Uncle Greg!" Bethany launched herself at him and caught her just in time. He lifted Bethany and she gave him a hug which she eagerly returned.
"Good morning Bethany," Greg said. He looked at Sara who was gazing at the pair of them with a soft smile on her face. When he caught her looking at then, she blushed. "Hello Sara," Greg smiled at her.
"Hey Greg," she moved out of the doorway to let him in. "Thanks for coming over to help."
"Yes thank you," Bethany repeated still holding on to Greg.
"It's no problem," he said, "I'm always here to help."
The doorbell rang again and within minutes, everyone, including Lindsey, had arrived. Sara unlocked the moving truck and said, "all the boxes are marked where they should go but if you don't know where to put it, ask. The furniture is mostly in the back of the truck so when we get to it, I'll tell you where it all goes." She moved out of the way and everyone grabbed some stuff. Sara pulled Bethany aside to talk, "Bethany, I don't want you to get hurt so only carry things that people give you to carry and don't get underfoot. We don't want anyone to drop a couch on you." Bethany giggled and hugged Sara.
"I won't Mommy," Bethany promised, and they joined the others.