"When we get home I want you to use these. Use one today and the other tomorrow. Its better that way." he explained as Sara looked in the bag
"Pregnancy tests? Jim, I had my period two weeks ago." she protested
"That doesn't necessarily mean anything. Occasionally you can still menstruate and be pregnant."
"I really don't think..." she began
"Look, we've been seeing each other for about 8 months, so you being pregnant isn't an impossibility. It only takes one time." he continued
"I know it only takes one time, but I don't think I'm pregnant." she went on
"Just humour me, will you"
"Fine."
As soon as they got home Sara went to the bathroom and took the first test, setting it on the edge of the sink while she waited for the lines to show or not. Knocking on the door, Jim slowly opened it and stood in the doorway looking down at Sara, her head in her hands. After a moment he turned his attention to the stick that was sitting on the sink and picked it up. Looking at it every which way, he turned it upside down and sideways before he spoke.
"How many lines means baby furniture?"
Snapping her head up, Sara's eyes got wide.
"Two." she said cautiously
Smiling, Jim wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her on the cheek.
"Well, I guess we should start shopping, then," he said, grinning
"You've got to be shitting me." she snapped
"Nope. See."
He handed her the stick and as she made to stand up her knees buckled and she slumped back down on the toilet seat, hyperventilating. Rubbing her back with the palm of his hand in broad concentric circles, he reassured her that they were in this together, but this was of little comfort to Sara, who snapped at him again.
"What do you mean "WE'RE"in this. You're not the one that's pregnant. You're not the one that's going to get fat. You're not the one that's going to get varicose veins and have mood swings..."
"Like right now?" he asked jokingly
A truly pissed look on her face, she stood up and stormed from the bathroom, grabbing her car keys from the hall table and peeling out of the driveway. Jim had seen this before so he didn't take any of her comments personally. She just needed time to digest. He wanted to call her cell and ask where she was going but he had a pretty good idea.
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Sitting in his office, Grissom was just about to leave for the day when his desk phone went off. Sitting back down, he picked it up to hear Jim's voice.
"Grissom. Why? Oh, ok. Well, I'm leaving, but I know Nick and Greg are still here, so I'll tell them to be on the look out."
Hanging up, Grissom grabbed his portfolio and headed out to the lot. Just as he was leaving the lot and pulling onto the main street he saw Sara peel into the lot and gas it into a parking spot. Greg and Nick had been warned, so he thought everything was cool. But he wondered if he should return to the lab for safety's sake. His heart won out and he returned to the lab just in time to see Sara walking through the double doors. By the time he got out of his car and returned inside he could hear Sara in the locker room crying and Nick and Greg comforting her.
"Come on, Sar. It can't be all that bad. Come on, You look like you could use an ice cream. Lets go for a banana split." Greg suggests
Nick gave a nod of approval as they both looked down at their troubled colleague.
"Who are you, Tony Montana?" she snapped "Not all women like ice cream"
"Ok, then. Where do you want to go. We can't stay here. Day shift is coming in." Nick says
From the doorway, Grissom speaks up.
"You can use my office. I'm heading home. Lock up when you're done." he says as he tosses Nick the keys
The three of them get up off the bench and head for Grissom's office as he leaves the building. Seated behind Grissom's desk, Sara breaks down in tears. Greg and Nick are visibly pained to see her like that and Greg gets up and kneels beside her, taking her hand in his and strokes the back of it.
"Come on, Sara. Tell us what's wrong. We'll find a way to work it out, whatever it is."
Looking down at him, she sobs some more as she explains.
"I'm pregnant." she manages
Totally unprepared for that, both men are momentarily speechless. After an awkward silence, Nick speaks up.
"Does he know?"
"Yeah"
"How does he feel about it?" Greg asks
"He's ecstatic." she says
"Then what's the problem?" Nick asks
"I don't know if I'm ready."
Moving over to Sara's other side, Nick rubs her back.
"No one's ever really ready for something like this. You just have to go with it"
"Wait a minute. I'm confused. Who's the father?" Greg asks
"Jim." Nick replies
"Oh...I thought we were talking about..."
"Not in a million years." Sara snapped
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Sitting on the couch, Jim hears the doorbell go and he gets up to answer it, seeing Grissom through the peephole. He opens the door and Gil walks in and plops himself on the couch along with Jim.
"Did she make it?" Jim asks "Yeah. She's with Greg and Nick in my office"
"She's taking this harder than I thought she would." Jim says through a sigh
"What's the problem? I mean, when I saw her she was crying"
"She's pregnant." Jim said matter-of-factly
"Oh."
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"You know what you need, Sara? You need a nice fruit salad and some good company. Lets go over to my place and we can eat and figure this out." Greg offered
Not wanting to be alone, but not really wanting to talk about things any further, Sara reluctantly agreed to Greg's proposition. They all got up and locked Grissom's door behind them.
In the lot, they split up.
"I'll drive us to my place. I think you're too worked up to drive." Greg stated
"And I'll go by Grissom's and drop his keys off, then meet you two."
In his car, Nick pulled out his cell and called Grissom, not knowing that he was at Jim's.
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Grissom's cell went off and as he pulled it from his pocket he saw that it was Nick that was calling. The conversation was brief.
"Grissom. I'm at Jim's. Ok."
Jim just looked at Gil.
"That was Nick. He's coming by to drop off my keys and then they're going to Greg's for a little while"
he explained
Looking back at Gil, Jim sighed again.
"She's fortunate to have friends like them. Maybe they can calm her down." Jim stated
"So, how do you feel about all this?" Gil asked cautiously
"I'm jazzed. I can't wait. I thought she'd feel the same, but I guess I was wrong"
"She'll come around, I'm sure of it." Grissom said as he stood up
Heading for the front door, Gil turned to Jim and smiled his best fake smile.
"I'm happy for the both of you. Congratulations."
Knowing that Gil was just putting on a show, Jim feigned a smile then turned to stare blankly at the tellie that was not turned on. He hoped Gil was right and that things would get better. He told himself that this was just the initial shock of it all, hoping he was right.