"Hey Sara!" Gil called to the brunette; She was in their bedroom putting diapers and things away and Gil was in the living room with Liz.
"Hmm?"
"When she start blabbering nonstop?" He laughed.
Liz was sitting up by herself, playing with a squeaking toy and was 'talking' to it as if it were a real person.
"She's always done that. Remember the cooing? That was talking too," Sara replied as she entered the living room.
She paused a few feet away from her daughter; The infant was indeed blathering incoherently, her brown hair sticking up in various places.
"Hey you," Sara smiled as she picked Liz up. "Kiss?"
Liz puckered her lips out, causing her to resemble a duck with it's beak open; She mumbled something before giving Sara a slobber-filled kiss.
"Thank you, sweetie!" Sara gave Liz a kiss back. "But save the drool for Daddy, okay?"
Liz looked confused for a moment, then pointed at Gil and began excitedly rambling again.
"Yeah go talk to Daddy," Sara laughed, handing Liz over to him.
Liz happily outstretched her arms to Gil; He beamed as she locked her arms around his neck and snuggled up to him.
"What's up?" He asked as he gently ruffled her hair; Her hair really hadn't grown since she had been born, but it was still cute to see Liz sitting on the floor playing with what little hair she had.
Once again, she began talking joyfully and Gil pretended to have an idea of what she was talking about.
Sara strode into the kitchen and prepared Liz's bottle; While it heated up in the microwave, she turned back to watch her fiancé and daughter.
The two seemed very understanding of each other; Gil listened patiently as Liz unintelligibly chatted away and once she paused, he took over.
Talking of everything from bugs to clothes, Sara was enjoying watching them when the timer jolted her from her thoughts.
"Liz, are you hungry?"
Liz clapped her hands with a smile on her face and nodded; Sara handed her the bottle and watched her feed herself.
Her eyes filled with tears but they didn't fall; Gil noticed the sun glittering off of unshed tears almost instantly.
"Sar, what's wrong?"
Sara shook her head, almost as if to rid herself of the tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work.
"I'm just… shocked at how fast she's growing up. I mean, nine months have flown by. Pretty soon she'll be going to school and dating and I want her to stay small!"
Liz glanced up at her mother, then over to her father; She let of the bottle, letting it hang down from her mouth and reached out for Sara.
"Oh, sweetie," Sara lifted Liz up and she instantly rested her head against her mom's shoulder.
Gil joined them, wrapping his arm around both of them.
"She's not going to go up very fast. It just seems like it sometimes. I think that on some days too."
Sara nodded.
"I know. But it seems like we have more fast days than slow days!"
Liz raised her bottle once again and looked at Gil, almost as if to say "Hey Dad, make her feel better!"
"I know, Sara, but look at her. Does that look like the face of a baby who is growing up too fast? Nope, not to me. Look how happy she looks just cuddling with you."
Gil motioned to Liz; Her eyes were fluttering open and shut.
"Okay, you're right. Thanks for putting up with me," Sara kissed Gil, "And now Liz, it's time for your nap."
Sara walked off to the bedroom, talking softly to the infant.
Gil knew better than to follow them; Most of the time Liz became hyper whenever she saw him.
She would start talking and drooling on herself; The drooling really amused Gil. He didn't know why it was so funny to watch his daughter stand in front of him, her eyes never leaving his, and start drooling down her front.
He sat back down on the couch; Sara was right. The past nine months had flown.
Liz had started growing faster, Sara's ankle had healed after nearly two months of her wobbling around, and Gil and Sara had begun planning the wedding.
There really wasn't anything to plan; They just needed a Minister, a church, invitations, a tux and a dress. Nothing the scientists couldn't handle.
"Elizabeth, lie down this instant and take your nap. When you wake up, you can play with Daddy," Gil heard Sara say to the infant in an attempt to persuade her to go to sleep.
Gil had noticed that was when Sara usually got everything done; When Liz was asleep.
It wasn't that she was a handful. It was just that having someone, a baby to be more specific, talking loudly and trying desperately to get your attention could be a little distracting.
Gil remembered that later Sara would be accompanying him to work. Her first full night since Liz's birth.
Catherine was going to babysit, alone for a change.
Neither Gil nor Sara minded the other guys helping Catherine; They both figured it would be good for the men to sharpen their skills for one day when they had a family.
"Well, she's asleep," Sara quietly announced.
Her brown hair had been pulled back into a neat ponytail earlier that morning, but now stray hairs were hanging in her face and her brown eyes gave away that she was extremely tired.
"Go and join her. You'll need your rest for later tonight," He grinned.
Sara stifled a giggle as she hugged him.
"Right. Oh you are so romantic, planning on seducing me at work. I don't think I'd like it if Warrick or one of them walked into your office and saw us having sex," She whispered as she walked down the hall.
"No, you're right. That's why I was planning on putting the Tahoe to work."
Sara's face turned red; Gil wasn't sure if it was from blushing or trying to quiet her laughter.
All he knew was that his shade matched hers.