She lay in her hospital bed, her eyes adjusting to the light, still feeling slightly dazed from the medications. She groaned as she felt the pain still radiating from her back, but duller now. She touched her belly instinctively but something was different. There was no bump where the baby should be. The baby. Her eyes flew totally open and she attempted to sit up, but the pain and how weak she was didn't allow her to get far. She tried to roll onto her side, to find the button to call the nurse, but again, her fragile body wouldn't allow her to move an inch without protesting. Panic began to creep over her. Where was her baby? Was it alright? She heard the door to her room open, and moved her head in that direction.
"Sara! Oh thank goodness," Grissom exclaimed rushing over to her side.
"The baby…where's the baby?" she whispered, even her voice weak.
"It's ok honey, he's down the hall, the doctors are taking good care of him," he soothed her, holding her hand.
"He? We have a boy?" A lump formed in her throat and a tear slipped down her cheek.
"Yes, a beautiful baby boy. The nurse said we can see him soon."
She smiled, and he leaned down to kiss her.
A little while later, a nurse wheeled Sara's gurney down to the NICU with Grissom by her side. They stopped beside a unit where a baby boy with blue eyes and brown hair starred up at them.
"Someone wants to see his mommy," the nurse said, placing the baby in Sara's outstretched arms. She cradled him to her, and Grissom watched, tears forming in his eyes. He was truly grateful for both of them.
"What are you going to name him?" asked the nurse.
Sara looked up at Grissom and then replied simply,
"Benjamin."
"How long will he have to be here?" he asked.
"Just overnight in the NICU for observation, but in the hospital for a few days until he gains a little more weight. Other than that, he's a healthy boy."
"Do you want to hold him Griss?" Sara asked, looking up at him.
"I…I…don't think I know how," he stuttered.
The nurse took Benjamin from Sara's arms, and he reached out for his son.
"Now you have to support his head, there, like that. Good, you're doing fine," the nurse encouraged him.
He looked down at his son, the little boy making gurgling sounds and gazing at him with eyes just like his father's. His wife smiled at him, and he didn't think he'd ever been happier.
"He looks like you Sara."
"He has your eyes."
"He's perfect."
To be continued…
Sorry it took so long to update this. I have been working on the Nick Fic I've been promising. It's up, with 4 chapters so far, and its called "Holding On." Enjoy!
Hope you liked this chapter! Thanks for sticking with my story! L