I Do Not Own CSI
"Oh God," Sara mumbled as she ran from her bedroom to the bathroom across the hall and having the contents of last night's dinner make an appearance.
"You ok in there, Sara," James said, tapping on the door before slowly entering. He kneeled down beside her to help keep her hair back.
"I think the morning sickness has finally hit and I don't like it."
"But just think of the end result, you're going to have two tiny babies. Here," he said, handing her a glass of water.
"Thank you"
"No problem." He helped her up to sit on the edge of the bathtub.
"Better?"
"It's funny, I feel completely crappy before I get sick and then once I throw up I feel like I could eat. It's almost like when you're hung-over except without the headache."
"I'll take your word for it," he said as a knock was heard from outside the door, signalling that Marie was up.
"How are we going to explain both of us being in the bathroom together," James asked. Marie still didn't know about Sara being pregnant.
"We tell her the truth, I was sick."
"Sara, she's going to know."
"No she's not. Just follow my lead, ok."
"Good morning, Marie," Sara signed.
"You, too. Why are you both in the bathroom?"
"I wasn't feeling well this morning."
"Any particular reason why," Marie asked with a knowing smile.
"The medication I'm on hasn't been co-operating with me, turns my stomach into a knot."
"Oh, ok," she said with a hint of sadness in her voice as Sara and James left her to the bathroom.
"Don't you feel a little bad for lying to her?"
"Yes, but I'm only going into my ninth week. We're going to tell her and we do have a plan, so until then just stay quiet, promise."
"Promise. So, when do you go back to work?"
"After we get back from our honeymoon," Sara replied as she let Bruno back inside.
"And where are you going? Please tell me somewhere with a beach."
"We are, actually. We're going up to Lake Mead. Gil rented out this private little cabin in the middle of nowhere that looks out onto the lake."
"Sara, this is your honeymoon, you should be going to Mexico or the Dominican."
"Yeah, well with pins in my arm getting through airport security would be tough. Plus as long as Gil and I are together that's all that matters.
So what's the plan for the bachelor party," Sara wondered as Marie came into the kitchen.
"Breakfast, Marie," James asked as he gathered the ingredients for pancakes.
"Sounds lovely, what are we talking about?"
"Gil's bachelor party and what's happening."
"Are you hiring strippers," Marie asked bluntly.
"Yeah, James, are strippers going to be in attendance?"
"Sara, you know women do nothing for me, and no I don't believe strippers will be there. Gil already stated that he didn't want any."
"That's my boy," Marie said proudly.
"So what are you doing then?"
"We're going over to Jim's. We have a poker and cigar night with the guys.
Hey, what are you doing tonight?"
"Honestly, I have no clue. I put Maddie in touch with Catherine and they're planning the party."
"She and Jeremy are coming in on the same flight, right."
"Actually, I think everyone who's coming from San Francisco is coming in on the same flight," Sara replied as her stomach growled.
"Hungry?"
"Very, hurry up with those pancakes."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Hey, I'm home," Gil said from the doorway as Bruno excitedly ran up to him, hopping happily around Gil's feet.
"Hey boy, well aren't you excited to see me. Come on, let's go get you a biscuit."
"Hey," Sara said, seeing Gil enter the kitchen.
"Hey back," Gil replied as he kissed her good morning before going to get the dog a treat.
"Sit," Gil commanded as the dog sat quickly, his tongue hanging out at the sight of his treat.
"Good boy."
"You spoil him with those," Marie said.
"I do not. Anyways he's our dog."
"Just wait until he's overweight."
"He won't be, he's a puppy, he'll run it off before he gains it, don't worry." Gil signed to his mother
"Fine, fine, he's your dog."
"That he is." Gil said standing upright again as he spoke to his mother
"So, what time are we going to look at the house this afternoon," Gil asked as he sat beside Sara at the breakfast bar.
"At two, so after you eat go to bed and I'll wake you at one. James is going to pick up people from the airport at four if we can't do it, right big brother."
"Yep," he said, sliding plates over the counter.
"This smells delicious," Sara said, inhaling the pancakes and making Gil smile and Marie raise an eyebrow.
"Time to get up, honey," Sara said, stroking Gil's cheek and watching his eyes flutter open.
"Already"
"Sorry, I even gave you an extra ten minutes because you looked like you were sleeping so soundly."
"I was dreaming of two little babies," he said, placing a hand on Sara's stomach.
"Really, what did you see?"
"I saw you in the hospital holding a baby in each arm, smiling and happy."
"And where were you?"
"Right beside you, counting how blessed my life was."
"Soon enough that will be true." Sara said placing her hand over Gil's
"I know, two more days until we get married, and eight more months to go until we have two more lives to take care of."
"And on that note, Gil, get up. Part of taking care of them is giving them a house and we have an appointment to get to."
"Ok, all I have to do is get dressed."
"It's not quite what I was expecting," Sara said as she and Gil gazed at the house. It was a two story that looked like it could use some work.
"Well, maybe the inside is nicer."
"We came out here, might as well go take a look," Sara replied as the two stepped inside behind the real estate agent.
"Now I know this place looks a little beaten down, but I had my own inspector walk through it and everything in the house, foundation, plumbing, roof, they're all in great condition," the agent said.
"What happened to this place," Gil said, looking around at what was probably, at one time, a beautiful home.
"The elderly couple that lived here passed away here. The kids didn't really want anything to do with the house other than to get rid of it. Between people dying here and the kids letting the house go, it's been a bit of a hard sell."
"I'm going to go take a look upstairs," Sara said.
"I'll be in the kitchen and backyard," Gil said as the two separated to each go have a different look.
"Oh, wow," Sara said, entering the master bedroom. Inside was an old four poster bed against the back wall and an old wooden dresser with a mirror off to the side.
Walking in further, Sara noticed a connecting bathroom, just big enough for her and Gil to share with a very old looking free standing bathtub in the middle of the room and a shower off to the side. Coming back out of the bathroom, Sara took a look at the large closet that was entirely too big for her and Gil but very nice none the less.
"Hey Sara, where are you," Gil called from a bedroom off to the side.
"Master bedroom, you?"
"Across the hall, did you know that there was a study downstairs just off the living room?"
"No, is it nice," Sara asked, coming into the next bedroom.
"High ceilings like the whole downstairs, and bookcases all around that are all stacked with old books like Moby Dick and The Scarlet Letter."
"I'll have to take a look later. There are four bedrooms up here," Sara said aloud as she and Gil walked into the next room.
"The three smaller ones are all pretty much the same."
"Small, Gil, these rooms are bigger than my old apartment'"
"They're nice. Just think, when it's time for sleepovers when these two are older we'll have room for their friends to sleep."
"You really like this house?"
"I do, it needs a bit of work, some paint and a good cleaning but just think about the end product. This house could be beautiful if we let it."
"Let's finish walking through before we decide on anything, ok."
"Fair enough, but I can guarantee you will love the back yard."
"Oh yeah, why?"
"Because it's huge and it has enough room for Bruno to run."
"Gil, look at that pool," Sara said, looking ahead at the very murky water.
"I know, but the lining is ok. It just needs to be drained and cleaned. We'll put new patio stones around it and it will be as good as new."
"The pool grosses me out but I love the garden in the back. We could grow our own veggies."
"There's a peach tree out there, too."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Gil?"
"Yeah?"
"If you're willing to put the work into the house, so am I."
"I am"
"Then let's go tell the real estate agent that we want to place an offer on the house."
TBC
The fixer up houses are the ones you always make the most memories in. I think this would be a great house for our lovely couple, lol
Thanks for all the reviews, they are all great encouragment!
Katie
P.S. Only six more days to the premiere, who's just as excited as me! LOL