The doctor led Gil back to the wing of the hospital where Sara and their baby were currently being checked over by doctors and nurses.
His mind was racing with questions he knew couldn't be answered.
The two turned left and stopped outside of the first door on their left. The doctor peered into the room and Gil did the same.
He saw Sara lying in a bed, the darkness covering her legs and part of her stomach.
Then he saw her; Their daughter. She was barely visible through the group of nurses checking her over.
Gil blinked several times before he reached for the doorknob.
"Mr. Grissom, you'll have to put these on," The doctor handed Gil a pair of off-yellow scrubs.
Gil slipped them on as fast as possible.
He turned the knob and entered the room.
The nurses didn't even look up as Gil took a few steps into the room; He stared at the wiggling baby.
"Hey," He heard a tired voice say.
Gil looked towards where the voice had come from and that's when he saw her.
Sara was lying in a bed, face silently pale and her hair looked damp.
"Hey," He replied as he walked towards her.
He sat on the edge of the bed, just like he had done in the room she had been in previously.
"How are you?" Gil asked.
He hadn't expected her to look quite so sick; It was rather shocking to see the love of his life looking so unwell.
Sara shifted her body so she was almost completely on her side.
She was so glad he was here.
"I'm okay, I suppose."
Gil stroked her hand; He really wasn't sure what else to do.
He desperately wanted to hold their child, but he didn't want to ask.
For some reason he thought it would upset Sara. He didn't want to sadden her.
A nurse wearing Scooby-Doo scrubs approached them and while a smile, asked, "Would you two like me to bring her over?"
Gil looked at Sara, who had closed her eyes once the nurse had come over, almost as if she knew what was going to be asked.
Sara and Gil nodded in unison.
"Okay. I'll be right back," the nurse said as she walked over to the nurses who were huddled around something.
Sara opened her eyes as the nurse very slowly and carefully wheeled the bed containing their daughter over to the bed.
The nurse stopped the bed once it was touching Sara's bed; She then lowered the guard rail, and gestured that Sara could reach over and touch the squirming child.
Sara glanced up at Gil before slowly reaching into the child's bed.
She placed her finger in the little girl's hand and smiled.
"You can talk to her," The nurse whispered.
Sara nodded.
"Um, hi Sara. I'm your mommy and this is your daddy," She proudly announced.
Gil smiled.
"Sar, don't you think it'll be confusing, considering that both of your names are Sara?" He asked, fondly watching the most important women in his life interact.
Sara shook her head as she watched the baby wrap her tiny hand around her finger.
"Nope. We can call her Sara Elizabeth or just Elizabeth. I thought about that on the way to deliver her," She whispered.
Gil smiled. He had never been happier in his life.
"Okay. I think to start off we should call her Elizabeth. Then when she gets in trouble, we can call her the entire name."
"Mr. Grissom, you can bring your chair around to this side. That way you both can get to know your new baby, " The nurse smiled once again before joining the other nurses, who were standing in the corner and watching the proud new parents.
Gil stood up and moved to the other side of the bed, taking his chair with him.
"Look at her," He whispered. "She's perfect."
He gently traced the baby's arm; He noted her soft pink skin was warmer than he had expected.
Sara nodded as tears slid down her pale cheeks.
"What's wrong, Sar?" Gil asked, his eyes shifting from Sara to the baby.
She sniffled.
"I'm just happy," She whispered.
Gil smiled; He didn't know why. But he just felt like smiling.
"Oh Sar, me too. She's okay. Let's just hope she doesn't have your attitude," He teased.
Sara smiled back and turned her attention back to their daughter.