"Sar, I think we need to talk about names," Gil whispered. "We really haven't talked about those."
Sara smiled; She had been waiting for him to say that.
"Griss, the doctor did an ultrasound right when they brought me in. He told me what the baby's gender is."
Gil swallowed.
Half of him wanted to know and the other half didn't.
After a few moments, he nodded.
"Okay sweetie. Tell me what it is."
Sara sighed as the knot in her throat loosened; She really didn't know how much longer she could hold it all together.
"I-It's a girl," She whispered, the smile still remaining on her tear-stained face as she lovingly placed her hand on her stomach.
Gil silently watched Sara move her hand to various places on her abdomen, what he presumed to be following the movements of their child move around.
A daughter.
"Thank you," He whispered.
"A daughter. Aren't you happy?" Gil asked.
Sara nodded as closed her eyes; All of a sudden she was incredibly tired.
Gil once again wrapped his arm around Sara's shoulders, letting her know he loved her.
A quiet knock came from the door and the two looked up.
"Hi, Sara. How are you doing?" The man Gil recognized as Sara's obstetrician, Dr. Tiverson.
After trying for several seconds, Gil managed a smile.
"I think we're okay," He said to the doctor.
Tiverson nodded.
"Gil, we gave Sara magnesium sulfate to try and stop the early labor. It seems to be working okay for now, but there's always a chance that it could fail. I just thought I'd check on you. It's going to be okay," He grinned as he left the room.
He stopped in the hallway and backed up to the door frame.
"Sara, your baby is going to live," He said with a huge smile.
Dr. Tiverson exited once again.
Sara felt her smile return.
"I can't believe it. I'm so stupid; I actually thought the baby didn't have a chance," She whispered.
Gil grinned as thoughts of what the child would look like flashed through his mind.
"Gil can you go call Catherine? I'd like her to be here."
He nodded and kissed Sara on the forehead before leaving in search of a payphone.
Much to his surprise, there was one right outside of Sara's room; Talk about convenient.
He pulled a few quarters out of his pocket and popped them into the coin slot on the phone.
"Willows."
"Cath, it's Grissom. Sara and I are at Desert Palm; She went into early labor and she wants to see you. Can you come?" He asked with a hint of desperation in his voice that he couldn't hide.
Gil could hear Catherine trying to contain her excitement.
"I'll be there in ten!"
The two hung up and Gil walked back into Sara's room.
He smiled as he saw she still had her hand on one specific spot.
"She'll be here soon," He shared.
Sara nodded.
"How about we talk about those names now?" She asked.
Gil sat back down on the edge of the bed.
"Okay. You like Elizabeth, right?"
Sara grinned.
"Yeah. I really do like it."
Gil thought for a moment.
"How about Elizabeth Sara Grissom? Or Sara Elizabeth Grissom?"
Sara's grin remained on her face as a look of confusion joined it.
"But, we're not married. I mean, I like your—"
"Sara, I think we should get married."