A/N: Sorry, took me a while to upload it... I did not have a writers block (maybe a little, but not that much). I had fun with writing this, especially the middle part, you'll find out why. Oh, for the ones who saw it, I downloaded the parts from ND, and I thought it was fantastic, so well acted, well, I just thought I had to say this.
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Sara woke up after a dreamless sleep. She frowned, but left her eyes closed for a moment, she knew she would be blinded by the bright lights in the room. Her hand moved to the sheet, she noticed that her arms were cold and she wanted to cover them with the warmth of the blanket. She tried to pull it, but somehow it remained where it was. She opened her eyes to see why the blanket didn't move and suddenly she became aware of the fact that she was being held by someone.

Her eyes moved towards her belly and she saw a hand lying on it. No, she was wrong, it not just lying there, she thought. It was holding it gently. Memories were flooding her brain, but she was too sleepy to think about it. It had to be him, she thought. She smiled at the thought, she was not afraid of the fact that he was holding her tightly, not at all. She lifted her body a bit and turned her face so she could see his face. He was sleeping; his head was almost lying on hers. She didn't want to move any further, because she would wake him with her movements. She laid her head back on the pillow and snuggled a bit closer to him. She placed her hand on his hand, which was lying on her belly, and put her fingers between his. She stroked them just for a moment and closed her eyes, she was still tired.

I'm feeling safe next to him. She was surprised that she could confess this, after all that happened, not just today but in all these years. It was true, she trusted him about a lot of things, but he always had that wall between them, she never really could get close to him. She was not sure if things were going to be okay between them or not, if they did... they had a lot to fix, she knew that. But he was trying and she couldn't do anything but try too. She felt that they had a chance, and that feeling made her warm inside. She squeezed his hand softly and let her mind rest. She fell asleep again.

Catherine walked back to the corridor where Sara's room was connected to. She actually never went out of the hospital, she confessed. She wanted to know if Grissom and Sara were alright. She couldn't help the fact that she was just so curious, but it was not just inquisitiveness, in fact, she was concerned about Sara, but even more about him. She hadn't spoken to Sara that much lately, she had been quite busy with supervising, and she found it harder than she thought it would be. But she had spent a lot of the spare time she had with him and she had never seen him like this before: he really cared about Sara, that had became really clear to her. She really hoped that he and Sara had had a good conversation.

Even if he had been an ass towards her, he deserved her love. She knew she had been hard to him, but she felt she needed to. He needed a push in the right direction, and she had given it to him. She stood close to the door. She didn't see Grissom around, so she figured that he was still in the room, at least that was what she hoped. What if he was kicked out of the room? What if Sara had sent him away? She shook the bad thoughts from her head, if he would have left, she would have seen him when she was sitting in the hall, she couldn't have missed him. He had to be in the room. Maybe they're having a good conversation, or are doing something else... they probably don't want me inside that room.

She blamed the fact that the curtains were closed, she couldn't see anything that happened in the room. She put her ear on the door, but couldn't hear any sound, no voices, no screaming, nothing. It almost seemed like the room was empty. Maybe they went out of the hospital. Maybe they are somewhere else.

She wanted to open the door, but her thoughts stopped her. Could she do that? Could she go in there, and maybe invade their privacy? But her curiosity won beat out reason; she opened the door without knocking on it, hoping that they wouldn't notice that she was coming in. She pushed the door open slowly, and looked through the small crack. Catherine smiled at what she saw; the two of them were lying in Sara's bed, very close to each other. Grissom was holding her in his arms; she was lying with her head on his chest. Sara was holding his hand, her other hand laid on the bed. There was a smile visible on Sara's face. They were sleeping, and it all seemed very peaceful. It seemed that it all went right, Catherine thought by herself.

An idea came to her; her hand went into her pocket and she smiled: it was good that she always carried her camera with her. She took it out and sneaked over to the other side of the bed, she didn't want to wake them. She turned off the flash, there was plenty of light in the room and the flash would wake them, and the last thing she wanted was getting caught capturing this intimate moment for both of them. She stood in the position and took one picture, she only needed just one. She looked at the result and smiled. They looked so cute together. She put the camera back in her pocket and walked over to the windows. She closed the curtains, so that the room was a bit darker and left.

A knock on the door made Sara wake up. She left her eyes closed for one moment, and enjoyed the warmth of the bed.

'Ms Sidle?'

She realised that she needed to open her eyes, but she didn't want to, she was still somewhat tired and wanted to rest. When she heard her name again, louder this time, she knew she had to say something. She decided to answer, with her eyes closed. 'Hmmmm... yes?'

She inhaled deeply and moved her head a bit. The voice came closer to her bed, and she felt that she needed to open her eyes. It would be rude if I didn't open my eyes. She opened them, narrowly at first, because she expected the light in the room to be blinding, but in fact, it was dark, the only light seemed to come from the doorway. She looked around, and found that Grissom was not there. Where was he? Had he left me, without saying goodbye?

She looked at the young nurse with confusion in her eyes. 'Where's Grissom?' She hoped that the nurse would know who she was talking about. The blonde woman stroked a couple of hairs out of her face. She seemed to be unsure.

'You mean... the man who was with you? Your... husband?'

Sara's eyes widened. 'No... he's not my husband. He's... my... well, never mind. Yeah, he was with me...'

The nurse smiled at her and added 'Sorry, I thought he was your husband, the two of you just looked... like you were husband and wife... sorry.'

Sara felt her cheeks reddening at an alarming rate . She looked away from the nurse. 'When did he leave?' The nurse raised her eyebrow and looked at her with a glance of understanding. 'He left about half an hour ago.'

Sara felt disappointed, she wanted to talk with him, she wanted to show him that she appreciated what he had done, that she valued that he had stayed. Now, she didn't have the chance, at least not today, she was sure about that. 'Oh... has he... said something? When he left, I mean? Some message, for me?'

The nurse shook her head. 'No... he just left, I'm sorry that I can't give you more. But I need to give you your medication.' She put the tray on the desk and took a cup with three capsules. She poured some water in a glass and gave both the cup and the glass to Sara. She smiled when she saw Sara's stubborn face. 'I know you don't like it, but you have to take them.' Sara let the pills fall onto her hand and placed them on her tongue. She took a sip of the water and swallowed. She drank the rest of the liquid and gave the glass back to the nurse.

The woman walked over to the desk and placed the glass in the sink. She looked at something on the desk, and took a small letter from it. 'There's a letter lying here... There's written 'Sara' on the top of it...' She turned to see Sara and gave it to her. Sara looked at the handwriting, and saw that it was Grissom's. She smiled and looked back to the nurse. 'Thank you...'

'Oh, before I forget it... there's an appointment made for you at the OB/Gyn, this afternoon, at 4.15. We will bring you.' 'That's fine,' Sara responded. The nurse left the room and all of Sara's attention was at the letter. He had left a letter for her; he didn't leave without saying goodbye. Okay, it was just a letter, but... at least he thought about me. She couldn't hide her excitement and opened the letter.

Sara,

I had to leave, I'm sorry, but I couldn't leave you without leaving a message. Lots of things have happened these past few hours, and we need to talk about it, but I couldn't wake you. I wanted to tell you that I thought about what you said, and that I have gone home so that I can think about you and me. I won't come back today, if you don't want me to, but if you need me, just give me a call, I'll be home.

Grissom

She read the letter twice; so she wouldn't miss anything he had said. She found it really sweet of him, that he had taken the time to write her a letter. She realised that she wanted him to be around, and that she wanted him to come with her to the OB/Gyn. She looked at her watch on the bedside table. She grabbed it and saw that it was 2 pm. She picked up the receiver from the desk and dialed his phone number.

'Grissom.'

Her heart started to beat faster. 'Hey, it's me...'

'Sara...'

'Yeah, I wondered... I have an appointment with my gynaecologist and I was wondering... do you want to come with me?'

She hoped that he would say that he would, but she doubted he wanted to. Didn't he make it clear that he had left her with a reason? But... the letter also told her that, if she wanted, he would be there.

'Of course I will... if you want to... I mean, yes, I'll be there.'

'Can you be here at about 3.45?'

'Sure, I'll be there. Sara?'

'Yes?'

'Ehm... I'll see you there.'

He hung up and Sara placed the phone back on the hook.

A/N: I know, a bit cliffhangerish, I'm sorry, but I promise that I'll update ASAP. Again... please leave a review. I realised a week ago how much I loved them.