I Do Not Own CSI

"You can't be serious," Jim said as he sat in the lab director's office.

"I am, night shift, all of night shift, is going to this conference, no ifs ands or buts."

"You do realize the Gil and Sara are on their honeymoon."

"At Lake Mead"

"How did you…"

"I do listen to lab gossip every once and awhile," the director finished.

"But still, their probably screwing each other's brains out, like they should. You don't expect me to call them and tell them that they have come to a conference? What if they say no? You don't want to loose Gil, your resident entomologist."

"I know their honeymooning, Jim, and I feel badly for calling them back so you and the team can fly to Boston. But the lab is so close to being the number two lab in the country and the sheriff is pressing me to make sure everyone is up to date on their education requirements. And yes, Gil could refuse but Sara is still very new in the lab, she has to go or else the sheriff will start looking at replacements."

"When is this conference," Jim asked.

"Day after tomorrow"

"Jesus, expect to see some vacation time being put in from Gil and Sara. You owe them now."

"It's expected," he said as Jim got up to leave.

"Come see me at the end of shift to get your plane tickets. I took the liberty of booking your rooms at the hotel. I even put Gil and Sara in the honeymoon suite."

"I'm sure that will make the experience of spending their honeymoon with me and the team at a conference a whole lot better," Jim mumbled as he left the directors office.

"Ok guys, before assignments I have some news," Jim said, walking into the break room.

"You found some young blonde and you decided to run away with her," Greg joked out.

"I wish. But seriously, the real news is that we all get to go to a conference in Boston in two days, and everyone has to attend."

"Except Griss and Sara," Nick said.

"Afraid not, I get to call them later and inform them that they have to go, sheriff's orders."

"On their honeymoon," Warrick asked.

"Yeah, but at least they get the honeymoon suite."

"Two days, Jim, I have a daughter," Catherine said.

"I know, Cath, you're going to have to get someone to watch her. The conference is three days, we leave tomorrow night."

"Well, then I have to go and try and find a sitter, hopefully my sister can take Lindsay for a couple days," Catherine said as she left the room and opening her cell phone at the same time.

"OK, assignments."

"Oh God," Sara moaned out as she collapsed on top of Gil, blissfully happy, sweaty and exhausted.

"Gil will do just fine, honey."

"Funny," she said, rolling to the side and snuggling up to Gil's side, her casted arm resting on Gil's stomach.

"My arm is itchy."

"How far up the cast?"

"Right in the middle, I can't wait until the cast comes off."

"Few more weeks, then you get a brace."

"I know," she said softly as Gil trailed his hands up her bare spine.

"Gil?"

"Hmmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too," he said as he felt some wetness on his bare chest.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"I just can't help but think that we almost didn't get here; married and expecting. We both came so close to losing it all."

"We can't think about the what-ifs, Sara."

"I know that, trust me, I know that. I played that game with my childhood and I realized a long time ago that you have to focus on the future to help get over the past," Sara said as Gil's hold around her waist tightened.

"It's just I can't help but think about what I would have done if you had died."

"I know the feeling, honey. I went through the same thing when you went missing."

"I was so scared," she said as they finally started to talk about her kidnapping.

"Tell me Sara, all of it, let me be strong for both of us."

"He hurt me, you know that, but I think the thought that hurt the most was that you were going to find my broken, dead body."

"Thank god I didn't."

"But it was so close, if Jim hadn't…," Sara said as a sob ebbed up in her throat.

"Hey," Gil said, sitting up and bringing Sara into an embrace.

"Jim has a soft spot for you, he may not admit it but he does, and he would have done anything for you. Just like me, Sara. My world spun when I got the news that you were missing and it didn't stop spinning until we found you alive. When I found out that you were pregnant I had mixed feelings inside me. I was so happy that you were alive, that you were pregnant and that you and the babies were fine. But I also had anger bubbling up inside me, too. I was so mad at Bryan Gage that when I saw his lifeless body lying on the ground I was happy that he was dead. Until that moment I have never felt that much hatred for one person and that scares me a little bit."

"Why?"

"Because, I have seen what hatred can do to people. It can lead to the murders we see everyday. Sara, if Bryan Gage hadn't been dead when we got there someone would have had to hold me back because I seriously think I would have killed him."

"No you wouldn't have."

"You don't know that."

"Yes I do. Gil, you have to much love in your heart to take a life," Sara said, pulling back to look into his eyes.

"You wouldn't have killed him."

"I don't know"

"I do, Gil. You would have yelled and gotten angry, but you would never have taken his life even when he tried to take mine and yours."

"I could have, though."

"I could have, too, if he had been around when you were shot. But just like you, I couldn't have gone through with it. I couldn't have taken a life, just like you," Sara said as they lied back down and snuggled up close in the bed.

The rumbling of Sara's stomach brought their attention back to something else.

"I think the babies are hungry," Gil said, laying his hand on her stomach.

"Mom too," Sara said, not realizing she said 'Mom'.

"I like the sounds of that."

"What?"

"Mom, that's what you said. It sounds wonderful to hear."

"Well, what about you, Dad, are you hungry," Sara asked as she pulled on her robe and left a naked and grinning Gil sitting on the bed.

"Mmm, we have to stop before I burn breakfast," Gil said as he had Sara wrapped up in his arms, the pancakes almost ready to flip.

"I think we're past breakfast. I think it's more like dinner, honey."

"Well, either way, it's going to burn," Gil said as his cell phone rang from the other room.

"I am not going into work. We're on our honeymoon."

"Good, because I don't think I would let my hold on you go," Sara said, pushing Gil so she could flip the pancakes while he got the phone.

"This better be good, Jim."

"Good evening to you, too, Gil."

"Jim, start talking so I can get back to my honeymoon."

"Yea, about that…"

"I am not coming into work, Jim, Sara isn't either."

"Well, luckily I'm not asking you to go to work."

"Then what are you asking?"

"It's more of an order from the sheriff. You and Sara have to fly to Boston with the team for a conference."

"No way in Hell, Jim."

"Gil, there's no way around it. The sheriff would even hold Sara's job as leverage. He won't fire you but he can fire Sara."

"It's our honeymoon," Gil argued.

"Noted, I know, trust me I tried to get you out of it, Gil, but the sheriff's an ass. He wants the lab in the number two position."

"When?"

"We fly out tomorrow night."

"See you at the airport," Gil said, hanging up angrily.

"What," Sara asked as she set the pancakes on the table.

"It looks like we're going to Boston to finish off our honeymoon."

TBC

Just when they were having some fun on there honeymoon, the sheriff has to ruin it all, lol

Thanks for all the reviews and i am so happy that 'the song' went over well!

Kaite

PS, i have my ice cream and keenex ready for tonight, i hope you guys all do too