A/N Hey! Already my 6th chapter! Going good. I would like to thank the reviewers, please keep it coming. You're never through learning! Sorry this took a while. I have tried to upload it sooner, but it didn't work. And then there was a short break for me (lots of swimming and horsebackriding, no TV, no PC) so... But well... Here it is!

Grissom's eyes flung open and he had a confused look in his eyes. Sara got off of him as quickly as she could.

"Griss! We forgot protection!" She gasped, eyes widened with fear.

Grissom blankly stared at her with his mouth agape. Then he looked down at himself to realize that she was right. He had been so caught up in the moment that he hadn't thought of a condom. He looked up into Sara's panicking face. He grabbed her hands firmly and looked her deep in the eyes.

"Sara, honey, listen. I'm SO sorry I forgot to..."

"No Griss, it was my fault too! I know you don't want... I mean... You're not the type to... See I always knew that! I... I should have remembered!"

"Relax sweety. Take a shower, get dressed. If you want we could get the morning after pill."

'If I want? Doesn't he want that?' Sara thought when she was in the shower. The hot water gave her some time to clear her mind from clouded thoughts. When she got out of the shower she knew exactly what she was going to say to Grissom.

She found him sitting on the couch in his living room, his feet perched upon his coffee table. "Hey!" she said softly. He looked up at her and smiled. "Hi."

Sara sat down on the coffee table and looked at him. "Listen Griss..." she sighed. "I know it is also my fault that we didn't use... You know. And I'm not on birthconrol pills either. But I have a reason for that."

Grissom merely nodded to urge her to go on.

"I get migraine attacks from the hormones in them and the migraine causes me to have nightmares. Uhm..." Sara didn't really know how to continue. "I am just too afraid for uh... You know... for another heavy attack if I get the morning after pill..." she looked down at her hands. "I don't think I could handle..."

Grissom suddenly felt so sorry for her. He pulled her onto his lap and into his arms. "Sara... It's okay. It's not even sure that you will be pregnant by this slip-up. We'll cross that bridge when we get there." he said.

A small smile played around Sara's mouth. She hadn't expected him to be this understanding and frankly she wanted to know what made him so relaxed with the whole idea of her carrying his baby. "So what do you want to do today?" Grissom asked.

"Actually, I need to go home and clean up. Somehow my whole kitchen looks like WW III broke loose. And I need to get some groceries as well, my fridge is as empty as a church on a saturday night!" she grinned.

"Okay... So I see you at work tonight?" he said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"Yeah..."

Sara got up off his lap and retrieved her purse from the kitchen, where she had left it the night before when he had swept her off her feet -literally- and carried her to his bedroom. Grissom followed her to the front door. He gave her a deep and tender kiss.

When Sara was about to step out the door he said "Best if we not mention any of this to anyone at work."

"Sure." Sara nodded.

She gave him a quick kiss goodbye and headed to her car. She felt Grissom was watching her pull out of the driveway and looked around briefly. She smiled.

When she got home the first thing she did was clean up the big sticky mixture of o/j and pancake-goo that covered her kitchen. After she was done she took her second shower of the day and proceded to clean up the clothing mess in her bedroom. She dressed in a light blue pair of jeans and a red blouse.

It had been a long time since Sara had been with someone and she was pretty sure the same was true for Grissom. The fact that he had finally allowed her to get close to him gave her confidence a very big boost.

She went down to the closest K-mart and bought a cart full of groceries: Beer, coffee, potato-chips, ice cream, potatoes, lettuce, eggplants, and lots of non-meat products. When she turned into one of the aisles she saw the one person she really DIDN'T want to run into on her off-time: Ecklie!

For a split second she thought about turning around, but he had already seen her. "Miss Sidle... Well well..." he said, as if catching her red-handed while she was on a shoplifting spree. "Ecklie..." She merely acknowledged his precense, hoping it would be enough to end the conversation before it had started. Tough luck.

"I didn't know you were a K-mart kind-of-person yourself!" he stated.

Not anymore I'm not!

"Yeah.. It's close to home, so occasionally I do come here."

"Good..."

He was checking out her shopping cart, not really listening to the things she was saying.

"No meat huh? I wouldn't have taken you for a vegetarian!"

"You know what they say about assuming things Ecklie... It's not accurate. Let the evidence speak for itself."

"Ah!" he grinned. "A Grissomism! You seem to take his advice very seriously."

"He is my supervisor." Sara sensed the direction in which this conversation was headed and she was not at all pleased.

"Ah, come on. We both know he's more!" Ecklie winked.

That wink is something I don't want to see ever again! He's right though. Grissom is more, much more.

"I honestly have no idea what you're talking about Ecklie. Anyway. I have to hurry. Need to get some sleep before shift." Sara quickly ended the conversation. Before Ecklie had a time to argue she had wheeled her cart around, and with a short 'Seeya!' she was gone.

Relieved to be able to get away from the ass-kissing creep of a man she paid for her groceries, steered her cart towards her Denali.

The button on her answering machine blinked when Sara got home and she wondered who would leave a message and not call her on her cellphone instead.

She pushed the button.

"Hey it's me..." Sara's eyes widened. She had immediately recognized the male voice.

Soooo who will it be? All bets are on. I know the outcome already. See if you can guess my line of thoughts ;-)