Fairytale 6/10

"Shit," Sara mumbled under her breath as she tried to get the kitchen drain trap to come loose.

"I'm telling Daddy you said a bad word. He'll wash your mouth out like he did mine that time I said a bad word." Kacee said from her spot on the floor. She had been watching her mother for the last half hour unsuccessfully try to open the drain trap. She giggled.

"This is not funny, young lady." Sara said almost in tears.

"Uh-huh – is too funny. You look just like Daddy did when his fell down there last month." she said getting up off the floor and running out of the room. She returned a few minutes later trying to fasten her pants. "Mommy, can you help me please?"

Sara looked out at her daughter. "Sure. I need a break anyway." She fastened the little girl's blue jeans and rumpled her hair.

"Don't do that, Momma. I'm a big girl." she said, trying to use the wrench on the sink herself. Sara laughed at her.

"I think you'd better let me do that." she said taking the wrench before Kacee could hurt herself.

"Tell me how did Daddy ask you. I know you've told me it already, but I want to make sure Ricky does it right." Kacee looked eagerly at her mother.

"Ricky?" Sara asked perplexed.

"Ricky from school, Mommy." Kacee said like it was common knowledge.

"I see." Sara rested her back against the cabinets. "Come on over here and I'll tell you yet again."

Flashback

"Grissom, why are we going to Chicago?" Sara asked as the boarded the plane.

"Well, there is this insect exhibit opened there for another week, and I want to take you to a Cubs game." Grissom said as he settled down in the plane.

"Baseball?" Sara said with a wide grin.

The next day…

They were standing in Wrigley Field. The Cubs were playing the Saint Louis Cardinals, and were leading 2-0. Grissom was cheering them on.

Sara thought how it was nice to see him so passionate about something other than finding evidence to lock up bad guys. Time drew nearer to the seventh inning. Grissom became quieter. He seemed almost nervous.

"Grissom, what is wrong with you?" Sara asked taking him by the hand.

"Nothing." He said looking up at the scoreboard.

The crowd began to read the words on the screen. "Sara Sidle, will you marry me?" They all chorused. Sara nearly choked on her coke. She looked up at the scoreboard. When she looked back to Grissom, he was on one knee.

"Will you?" he asked as he held out the ring box.

"Will I what?" Sara said still dumbfounded.

"Marry me, Sara?" Grissom said starting to sweat even more.

"Yes," she whispered.

"What?" He said leaning closer. The stadium was quiet.

"YES!" she shouted.

The crowd erupted in applause. The Cubs won that game, but Grissom and Sara weren't interested in the game anymore. They couldn't stop looking at each other and smiling.

End Flashback

Sara was once again working on the drain trap when the wrench slipped and she busted a pipe loose. Water started spewing everywhere. Kacee squealed and Sara screamed. "Get me a bucket, Kacee. Get me something. Anything."

Kacee went for the towel hanging on the sink and slid in the water. She landed on her butt and skidded into Sara's backside.

Grissom chose that moment to enter. He stopped short and busted out laughing.

"Stop laughing and help me." Sara squealed. He took the wrench from her hands and turned off the main pipe.

"What were you doing?" he asked as he wiped water from her face.

"Mommy lost her ring down the sink just like you did, Daddy. She said a bad word. She needs her mouth washed out." Kacee said getting up only to fall back down again.

Sara looked over at her. "Serves you right, tattletale."

Kacee only grinned at her mother and father.

TBC…Next comes the wedding :D