Sara began gently bouncing Liz up and down; She had completely forgot about the wedding.
"Um, okay," She forced a smile.
Gil knew that she hadn't remembered; He wasn't angry, he was just hurt.
He had finally found the courage to ask Sara to marry him, and she had forgotten about the wedding.
"What do you have him mind?" She asked softly; She turned her head toward the window and saw the sun reflecting off of her unshed tears.
He could tell she was sorry and it pained him to see her near tears again.
"Well, I was thinking a small wedding. Not $70,000 just so we can say 'I do'; Possibly the team, you know, Nick, Greg, Warrick and Catherine. And of course, Liz," Gil beamed at their daughter who was looking around the room as if she had never been in it before.
Sometimes it scared her how much she and Gil were alike; They didn't want a big wedding, both enjoyed work far too much and they were both bookworms, just to name a few.
"That sounds great. But when? We'll have to wait until I can walk normally," Sara giggled, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Gil nodded.
"Okay. Sar, I really think you should go to the hospital."
"I'll be fine," She retorted.
She had been stuck in a hospital for a little over a week when Liz had been born and those had been the most boring days of her life.
And she wasn't about to repeat them; Even if she only had to be there for a few hours.
"Okay, it's your decision. I'll go put Liz down so you can get some sleep."
Gil stood up and held out his arms, waiting for Sara to pass Liz to him.
After sighing angrily for no apparent reason, she gently handed the infant to him.
"Thank you. Now, go to sleep please," He whispered as he left the room.
Sara flung herself back on the couch after making sure her ice bag wasn't going anywhere; Thoughts swirled throughout her mind.
What would the wedding be like? Would she look okay?
Deciding now wasn't the time to think about feelings, she closed her eyes and almost instantly fell asleep.
Gil emerged from the bedroom with a smile.
"Liz is a—" He stopped his sentence when he saw Sara was asleep.
Her chest rose and fell with breath and occasionally she moved around a little.
Gil smiled as she frowned in her sleep; He didn't know why it was funny, it just was.
"Ow," Sara mumbled in her sleep.
At first, Gil didn't notice anything wrong; She was probably just having a nightmare.
But then her cries became desperate; He could tell she was scared just by listening to her murmuring.
"No, please! Leave us alone! No…"
Swallowing hard, he rushed to her side; He grabbed her shoulders and gently shook her awake.
"Sara, wake up. Honey, it's just a bad dream. I'm here, just wake up," He soothed.
Sara quickly opened her eyes at the sound of his voice; She was hyperventilating and looking around frantically.
"Sar? What do you need?" He asked softly.
"I-I… Where's Liz?" She managed between breaths.
Gil joined her on the couch and pulled her onto his lap.
"She's asleep in her crib; She's fine, honey. What's wrong?"
Sara's breathing slowed gradually; She felt as if someone had been sitting on her chest then stood up, relieving the pressure.
"The nightmare, it was horrible. I have to see her," She softly replied as she stood up from the couch.
"Sar, your ankle," Gil whispered. "Let me help you."
He stood up and wrapped his arm around her back, placing it next to her hip and took a step forward.
Sara looked at him for a moment then followed.
The two continued walking, Gil taking a step then Sara, until they reached the bedroom.
She left his steadying hand and tottered over to Liz's crib; A sigh of relief escaped her dried lips as she saw Liz lying in the crib, asleep.
Her bottom lip trembled with each intake of breath; Gil noticed this quickly and guided her away from the crib.
"Sara, please tell me what's wrong," He softly pleaded.
She closed her eyes, holding back tears that had formed upon dreaming the nightmare.
"I dreamt… that someone took her," She choked.
She suppressed a sob and Gil took that as his cue; He picked up just as he had done earlier and carried her out to the living room.
"It's okay. You saw her, she's asleep. No one took her," He quietly calmed Sara.
She shook her head in agreement.
"I know! But it looked so real and we couldn't help her. It scared me," She sobbed.
Gil stroked Sara's back silently while she cried into his chest.
He didn't know why Sara was so sad, but he knew he had to help her stop it.