A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. inagadadavita, I see you decided to comment again. I just have one little itty bitty question; If this story is so bad, why do you keep reading it? jtbwriter, I really love it when you review. It brightens my day to see that little 'Now what:)' Keep 'em coming!

Four Months Later

Sara sat comfortably on the cream colored sofa in the living room; The television remote in one hand and a fudge pop in the other, she was set for an afternoon of just lounging on the couch.

"Honey, I really love this new couch!" She shouted to Gil, who was in the kitchen making their late lunch.

The old couch had grown saggy and the springs poked the person sitting on it.

"That's good babe," He replied.

Sara was quite sure Gil was a little annoyed by her lately; She often talked non-stop, about anything and everything. And her emotions seemed to have gone haywire, along with her appetite.

She ate things that she'd never even thought of before.

Popsicles with salt, lettuce with steak sauce and her favorite, pretzels with ketchup. Just thinking of the foods made her hungry.

A lot had changed over the months; Jenna's stomach was now the size of a medium beach ball.

The two women often got together at odd times; During the middle of the night and early in the morning were the most common. They'd talk and share the latest cravings, basically just have a good time.

Gil must have been feeling left out because one Sunday afternoon much to Sara's surprise, she walked into the living room to find her husband on the couch, along with Nick, Warrick and Greg.

She smiled at the thought; The boys were watching a baseball game.

Her grin turned to a frown as she remembered that same afternoon and telling Liz that she was going to be a big sister.

The little girl had been crushed; She had always wanted a baby sister but now that she was getting one, her world seemed to crumble.

But like all things, Liz changed as time passed.

She couldn't wait for the baby to arrive and was extremely excited for the time to come when the nursery would need decorated.

"Sara, you want ketchup on this sandwich?" Gil asked from the kitchen, jolting his wife from her thoughts.

"Um no. Just mustard please!"

The phone rang, making it impossible for Sara to return to the memories.

"Hello?" She inquired, picking up the phone.

"Is Mr. Grissom home?" Sara responded yes. "May I speak to him?" The female on the other line requested.

Sara raised one brow as Gil entered the living room, carrying a plate containing two sandwiches for her.

"It's… it's for you," She swallowed as she handed the cordless phone to him.

He wandered out of the room, looking just as confused as Sara.

She shrugged and took a bite of her sandwich; After a moment of chewing, she realized something was wrong.

"What the hell is this?" She asked herself, mouth still full.

Peeling back the bread, She saw that the unidentified meat was turkey.

Then, shocking her even further, she swallowed the mouthful of turkey sandwich.

"No-no-no. I didn't just eat that," She whined.

Being a strict vegetarian, Sara stayed are far away from meat as possible; The very thought of swallowing part of an animal made her sick to her stomach.

Something in Sara's mind clicked.

"Damn. That was good," She sighed. Eating the sandwich would go against most of the things she stood for.

But it tasted so good.

"You had better be nice to me when you're born," She gently rubbed her stomach, talking to the child inside of her. "Mommy's gonna eat this sandwich because you think it tastes good."

She ate the rest of the sandwich and sighed when it was gone; Now to find some entertainment.

She picked the remote up off the floor and flipped through the channels.

"You'd think that with 125 channels I'd be able to find something to watch," She said aloud.

Lily padded into the room, her large Blood Hound ears flopping wildly as she jumped onto the couch.

She was no longer a puppy, but wasn't yet a full grown dog. She was rather large but everyone in the family loved her.

She dropped her head into Sara's lap and looked up expectantly almost as if to say "Hey, what are you waiting for? Scratch my ears!"

Sara smiled as she gently scratched the dog's ears; While Liz was at school Lily often came to Sara for attention.

As she gently petted Lily, Sara's mind wandered to Gil and the phone call.

The Kitchen

Gil was standing at the kitchen sink, one hand bracing himself against the counter and the other draped over his face.

He replayed the beginning of the phone call in his head; He wasn't sure he had heard right before dropping the phone to the ground.

"This is Grissom," The Entomologist alerted the person on the other line.

"Grissom. This is Lady Heather."