(Grissom is holding Sara's hand and walking with the gurney as they take her down the hall to her room in the hospital. Catherine is walking behind Grissom. Sara is doing her breathing exerciesthat she learned in Lamaze class.)

Grissom: Come on honey, keep doing your breathing.

(Sara gives Grissom a death stare.)

Sara: I am doing my breathing damn it!

(Sara almost growls at Grissom. He looks scared.)

Grissom: Okay sweetie I'm sorry.

(Catherine peeks over Grissom's shoulder.)

Catherine: Sara, you're doing great!

(Sara manages a small, but weak smile.)

Sara: Thanks Cath.

(Grissom looks over his shoulder at Catherine and gives her an evil glance.)

Catherine: What?

(Sara slaps Grissom's hand.)

Sara: Leave her alone Gil.

(He sighs.)

Grissom: Jeez, can I do anything right?

(Catherine shakes her head.)

Sara: No!

In the waiting room

(Warrick and Nick are sitting in the blue plastic chairs. Greg is pacing up and down the hallway.)

Nick: Greg, why don't you come and sit down?

Greg: What if she's not okay? What if there's a problem with the baby?

Warrick: She'll be fine Greg. Just come take a seat.

Greg: I can't. I'm too nervous!

(Catherine walks into the waiting room.)

Catherine: Greg, you should take their advice. It's going to be awhile.

Greg: But, she was in so much pain! I thought the baby would have popped out by now.

(Catherine laughs at Greg's worried expression.)

Catherine: She still has four more centimeters of dilation to go through.

Greg: I have a feeling I don't want to know what that means.

Catherine: Right. Sara could have a long labour. First babies are normally the longest labours. I was in labour with Lindsay for twelve hours.

(Nick takes a sharp breath in.)

Warrick: Ouch!

Catherine: Yeah and Sara's only been in labour for like half an hour. I have a feeling she has a little way to go yet.

(Greg plops down on a chair and puts his head in his hands.)

Greg: Great.

Sara's hospital room

(The doctor gives Sara her epidural.)

Doctor: Okay Mrs. Grissom, you should be able to relax now for a while. You have three more centimeters to go yet and then we'll wheel into the delivery room.

(Sara let's out a deep breath.)

Sara: Thank you.

(Grissom picks up a magazine from the side table and tries to read it because he is too scared to say anything.)

Sara: Gil, I'm sorry.

(Grissom puts down the magazine and looks at his wife lovingly.)

Grissom: I know this is hard for you.

(Sara let's out a little chuckle.)

Sara: Yes, unfortunately.

(Grissom happily sighs.)

Grissom: Can you believe we're bringing a baby into this world?

(Sara puts her head on Grissom's shoulder.)

Sara: I know. It's hard to believe that I've had a baby living and growing inside me for the last nine months.

Grissom: You know…she's going to be beautiful.

(Sara murmurs.)

Sara: She sure will with good looking parents like us.

(Grissom and Sara both laugh. Grissom starts to play with Sara's fingers.)

Sara: I hope she has your nose.

Grissom: Well, I hope she has your beautiful brown hair, your gorgeous brown eyes, your cute little nose, your kissable lips, and your personality. Basically, I want her to be just like her mommy.

(Sara yawns. She smiles as she looks up at Grissom.)

Sara: Thank you honey, that's so sweet.

(Sara closes her eyes against Grissom's shoulder and he kisses her on the top of her head.)

Grissom: You deserve it.