Title: Wash Away part seventeen

Note: Thanks for all of the reviews! I do appreciate each one.

Side Note: Constructive Criticism is always welcome. Immature insults I can do without. Thanks.

Thank you again to Nancy, for the info on twin births. I hope that I didn't butcher it too much.

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The flight attendant offered an apology when she handed the cellphone back to Grissom as he exited the plane. Taking it without a word, he placed it in his pocket. He had used the air phone in an attempt to contact Sara, but only got a busy signal. When he called Warrick, he got the answering service and left the planes arrival time. If Warrick was not there, then he would get a taxi to take him to the hospital.

Warrick was standing at the gate when Grissom stepped into the terminal. A nervous energy surrounded Warrick as Grissom approached.

Without bothering with greetings, Grissom cut right to the point. "How long have you known that Sara was pregnant?"

His eyes widened and he now stared at Grissom with resignation. "So, Catherine told you?"

It was Grissoms turn to look taken aback. "Catherine knew about this? Am I the only one in Vegas who didn't know?" Grissom did not wait for a reply as he walked away from Warrick and towards the exit.

"Catherine just found out, Griss. Tina broke the news because she thought that it would help." Warrick looked uncomfortable as he jogged to catch up with him. "I'm sorry, Griss, really I am. Sara asked me not to say anything and it is her body."

Grissom did not stop walking, but snapped over his shoulder. "But, it's part of me that is growing inside of her body. I don't know about you, but that gives me some rights, Warrick."

A sheepish Warrick followed him outside of the airport. He motioned Grissom towards his rental car and waited until the agitated man had slid into the passenger seat before he spoke. "How did you find out? Did Sara tell you?" He thought about Sara's doctor asking him for Sara's cellphone. He knew that it was not protocol for a patient to use a cellphone in the OR, but apparently Iris had made an exception.

"She was talking to me and dropped the phone." Grissom leaned his head against the cool pane of glass and waited impatiently for Warrick to turn the engine, and pull out into the lane.

Warrick tried to work the puzzle pieces. "So, you heard her giving birth?" If Grissom was not so pissed at him and he did not feel so guilty, then he would have smiled at the thought. He refrained as one look over at Grissom chilled him to the core.

"You heard both of them being born?" Warrick quizzed. He knew about baby number one, but the second one did not want to come out the last he heard. Tina had promised to call him as soon as she heard anything.

Grissom swiveled around in the seat with a horrific look shining in his eyes. "Both of them? Clarify that, Warrick."

'Shit.' Warrick thought as he guided the car onto the expressway and pressed the accelerator down with a heavy foot. "You have two boys, Griss. I know that one of them is okay, but when I left they were trying to coax the other one out."

"Two boys." Grissom repeated this in awe mixed with apprehension. "I don't want kids, Warrick. I would make a horrible dad. I have absolutely nothing to offer them."

"Your kidding, right?" Warrick picked his words carefully. "Grissom, not to get all sentimental and shit, but you have been a father figure to me since the first time I met you. You took me under your wing and stood by me in the lowest points of my life. You think that being a dad to those boys is something that is impossible for you? I don't think so. I think they are lucky to get you for a dad."

His long winded speech left him out of breath, and he dared not turn to look at Grissom. Neither man spoke for the next ten minutes, not until they pulled up in front of the hospital. When Grissom spoke, it was so low Warrick could barely hear him.

"Thank you, Rick."

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Sara had watched as one baby was whisked away to be checked over, weighed, whatever else they did. She wanted to hold him, look at his face, talk to him.

"Sara, push. This little boy does not want to come out yet." Iris had told her as she pushed on Sara's stomach, her hand pressing her belly. Ten minutes elapsed as Sara pushed. Twenty minutes crawled by as she strained.

Iris stepped around to her side and spoke gently. "We may have to do an emergency C-section, Sara. This one does not want to leave."

"Not yet, Iris. A few more minutes? Can't you reach up there and get him?" Sara did not want to be cut open, but if that is what it took to save her baby she resolved to do as Iris thought best.

Iris chuckled softly. "Let's try to sit you up some and see if nature will take its course." She gave her a stern look. "No more than ten more minutes, though, and we will have to do the C-section."

Sara thought of Grissom, and knew that he was in the air, on his way to see her and meet his sons that he did not know existed. She wanted to be awake when he arrived, not knocked out from an emergency surgery. She wanted to speak to him without the influence of any drugs.

"Thata boy." Iris coaxed as she bent down and stared at the top of a bald head. "He's coming out, Sara, keep pushing."

In what felt like an eternity, Sara finally heard the soft cry of her second baby. As he was being whisked away by strangers, another bundle was being placed in her arms. Startled, she looked into the most beautiful face she had ever seen. She felt a tear trickle down her cheek. She had never imagined that she could feel this magnitude of love for someone else, and the thought of this being part of Grissom and herself was mind boggling.

"How is he?" Sara asked as Iris moved over to stand beside them. "How is my other baby?"

"They are both fine." Iris assured her with a big grin. "They are both strong, bigger than I thought they would be, and both breathing on their own."

Sara knew there were things she should ask, such as how much they weighed, but she only wanted to touch them. Her first born son stared up into her eyes, his own wide and curious. She had no idea a new born could be so alert. His eyes were a very deep blue, but she knew from reading books that they could change as he grew older. He was so tiny, but she could see so much of Grissom in him already. He had the same chin, the same shape of his eyes.

A nurse approached and held out her hands. "We are going to take him to the nursery to run some more tests. Someone will bring him to your room after your cleaned up, Ms. Sidle."

Sara fell back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. She was so tired, but somehow more alive than she had ever felt in her life.

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Grissom did not wait for Warrick to park the car. He was inside the hospital and asking the first person he met where he could find the nursery floor. His nerves were taut as he paced the elevator. One second he was furious with Sara for keeping this from him, and the next he understood why she did what she felt was right. He had not helped her out any with his adament refusal to discuss children.

Stepping off the elevator, he looked around for something to point the direction to the nursery. Spying the nurses desk, he walked crisply towards it and leaned forward until he gained a nurses attention.

"Excuse me? I'm looking for a Sara Sidle. I believe she is having twins?" Grissom did not recognize his own voice, and almost jumped back when he heard the nurse give a boisterous laugh.

"Oh, yes dear. Ms. Sidle is in room 234." She motioned down the corridor on her left. "She was asleep when I checked on her a few minutes ago."

"Is she alright?" Grissom asked. He wanted to run immediately to the room and confront her, but something held him back. He could not make his legs carry him the few feet down the hallway.

"She is doing beautifully and so are her babes." The nurse indicated another corridor. "The nursery is down that way. Both boys are there until Ms. Sidle wakes up."

Grissom stared down the corridor where the nurse had pointed. He was semi aware of Warrick's approach at his elbow.

"You want to take a walk to the nursery, Griss?" Warrick had heard the nurses comment about Sara sleeping, and thought it would be a good chance for him to see the babies before confronting the exhausted woman.

Grissom's nod was barely noticable, but he moved forward in robotic motions along the corridor until he reached a large glass window. He felt his breathing quicken as his eyes searched the room. A nurse approached and pushed a button on the wall. Asking him the last name, he told her Sidle and saw the nurse frown and shake her head.

"Try Grissom." Warrick said quickly. The nurse's eyes lit up and she nodded. After calling to another nurse they each pushed a bassinet up to the window.

One bassinet displayed the name 'Baby A Grissom.' The second one, 'Baby B Grissom.' Pressing his head against the glass, Grissom stared at the tiny faces in wonder.

Baby A had a head of brown curly hair while Baby B was completely hairless. They looked so much alike to him with the exception of that fact. They had the same chin, the same button nose. Sara's ears. He smiled as he thought of all the times he had whispered in those ears and kissed the lobes.

"They are beautiful." Grissom finally breathed out in a rush.

Beside him Warrick was nodding as he felt a hand touch the center of his back and turned to find Tina smiling up at him.

"Makes you want to have one doesn't it?"

Warrick shook his head quickly. "No."

Stepping back from the glass, Grissom excused himself and walked slowly up the corridor. The last thing he wanted to hear was a disagreement about having babies between Warrick and his wife.

Hesitating outside of room 234, Grissom reached up to knock, but then changed his mind. Slowly, he pushed open the door and peered around the edge. Sara was still asleep, one arm flung across her stomach, the other by her side.

Easing himself into a chair that was beside the bed Grissom kept his eyes fastened on her face.

TBC