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AN: Next chapter...I hope it's not too boring :S

chapter 3

Sara glanced over to Grissom who was reading in his textbook, seeming to be lost in thoughts. Absentminded he was crawling the silkily fur behind Muffin's ears. She sat up and placed her hand on his shoulder, dragging herself closer to him. "Why are you still awake?" She asked softly.

"I couldn't sleep." He whispered, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to wake you up Honey."

"You didn't." She sighed and left the bed. "I'll be right back."

Grissom stopped crawling the dog. "Stomach cramps again?" He asked concerned, putting the book down.

She nodded while she put on her bathrobe.

Muffin whined, rolling on his back.

"You should go to a doctor, this is going on for weeks now."

"Only one and a half week. And I am sure that it's just because of all the stress I had. Working double shifts all week and all the Christmas trouble and in addition to this the upcoming meeting with my mother... I'm nervous and burned out and… I am sure that after this week everything will be alright again. Don't worry." She forced a soft smile. "And I guess the fur ball wants your attention." With that said Sara left the bedroom and headed for the bathroom.

When she returned Grissom had brought the dog back to its bed and had turned off the light. He helped her back into the bed and carefully covered her with the blanket. She snuggled up against his chest and he slipped his arm around her shoulders to hold her close to him.

He softly kissed her forehead. "I love you." He whispered.

Sara swallowed hard. Now she felt bad because of what she had told Gretchen. Grissom had been so sweet to her all the time and only because she had been a little stressed she had no right to tell his mother that he was the one who was responsible for the lack of grandchildren.

"Everything okay Honey?" He asked, still sounding concerned.

"I… I told your mother that… that you would be the one who doesn't want children."

"Well that's really not what we agreed to tell her." He answered softly.

"I'm so sorry. I…I was just…stressed out and annoyed by the fact that I had to search for your mother for so long. I know that's no excuse… I'm sorry."

Grissom chuckled. "Honey it's okay."

"I'm really sorry. Don't be mad at me."

Grissom leaned up and supported his weight on his elbow, Sara rolled on her back and reached up for his face with her hand. Her fingertips slowly caressed over his cheek. He placed his hand on her cheek and caressed her lips with his thumb. "I'm not mad at you. I don't care what my mother thinks. Although I would have preferred the other story."

"It would have been a lie to tell her that we are trying. I didn't feel well with telling lies….again."

"The difference between trying and practicing is not that huge. And with telling her what you did tell her…"

"That was only half a lie. And the difference is huge."

"Okay."

Sara sat up. "Okay?" She asked unbelieving.

"Yeah." He chuckled softly.

"There is a 'but' , is there?"

"No." He whispered and kissed her forehead again. "Now sleep honey."

"There is no 'but' ?" she asked still unbelieving.

"I can make up a 'but' for you if you want to be punished." He gave in, his hand travelling down from her shoulder to her hips.

She kissed his neck and his chin. "Let's say I will go to the airport together with you tomorrow."

He pulled away from her in disbelieve. "Are you sure that you want to do that?"

"I have to face my fear." She sighed. "And… when I want to get rid of these stomach cramps before we're having dinner tomorrow then I should maybe meet my mother before we're going to the restaurant."

Grissom caressed her back. "I'll be there with you, so don't worry Honey."

She softly kissed his lips. "I love you."

Suddenly Sara felt something nibbling on her toe. "What the hell…. Muffin!" She tried to free her toe from the puppy's grip.

Grissom laughed softly, he turned on the light and leaned over to the dog. Carefully he shoved his finger into the dog's mouth and opened it wider, so that Sara could free her toe.

"We can not even make a dog follow certain rules, how should we ever manage to bring up a child?" Sara said shaking her head.

Grissom picked the puppy up and looked at it. The puppy tilted its head. Grissom chuckled again. "You know he always pretends to be an angel, but he's such a little devil. He does not even want to sleep in his own bed."

Now Sara sat up. "Muffin, Gil bought such a nice dog bed for you… you should sleep there." She ran her hand through the dog's fur.

"You know, we were the ones who allowed him to sleep in our bed at first." Grissom admitted.

"See, our children would be so spoilt." She said grinning.

He kept still for a moment. "You really don't want to have children, do you?"

"I thought… Gil we talked about this before." Sara sighed. "We both said that we wouldn't be ready for this yet and that…"

"I know what we said Sara." He caressed her cheek.

Their eyes met. "Stop making the puppy look." She told him trying to sound strict. "Or I will make the angry cat look."

He sat the puppy back on the mattress. Then he dragged Sara closer to him. His lips met hers and they kissed passionately. She twined her arms around his neck and his arms slipped around her waist. She laid down on her back again, enjoying the feeling of his hands now slowly running over her stomach.

He pulled away from her after a while. He looked at her in silence, then their eyes met again. Sara felt a wave of heat running through her whole body. She reached up for his cheek and wanted to drag his face down to hers again, but he did not move. He just kept staring. Then after a while he broke the silence again. "Almost one year ago we also lay here and…"

She smirked. "That had definitely been the best Christmas I ever had."

There was a boyish grin on his lips and she remembered that he had grinned exactly the same way back then. She smiled softly at him, her hand slipping under his shirt. "Sometimes I still can't believe that all this is real." She said softly.

TBC

okay I know that this was boring...sorry! I just couldn't think of anything better today...I apologize.