I Do Not Own CSI

"Hey, you're back," Marie said as Sara and Gil walked in the front door. Bruno's excitement got her attention that someone was there.

"We are," Sara giggled as Bruno melted under her touch, missing his masters.

"And how was your honeymoon slash conference," Marie signed.

"The conference was interesting. We ran into a few people I had hoped to never see again," Gil said.

"I don't want to know."

"No, you don't, Marie," Sara signed out.

"But how was the honeymoon part?"

"No complaints, we did venture out a little bit. I took Gil to the baseball game to see his Cubs."

"Just like your father, Gil," Marie said as Gil nodded.

"Well, I for one am glad that you managed to get some time to yourself. That's what honeymoons are for, I remember mine."

"Tell me about it," Sara said as Gil pulled their suitcases into the bedroom leaving Sara with nothing to do but sit.

"Gil was conceived on our honeymoon."

"Really"

"Yep, we were married late November and Gil came along that summer. But that wasn't the best part."

"What was?"

"The feeling of being with that person you are meant to be with, of being one with him. Gil's father, bless his soul, was the first person I ever gave myself to. So when we made love for the first time it was a connection I had never felt before. It was a feeling of knowing that I was going to be safe and protected for the rest of my life."

"That's how Gil makes me feel."

"Good," Gil said, coming up behind Sara on the couch before sitting beside her and smiling at his mom.

"So, how was everything here," Gil signed.

"Good, Jim came by to check up and see if I needed anything. Gil, you know I have lived on my own for a long time. I don't need you to take care of me yet."

"I know, but you're not used to Vegas and..." Gil stopped as Marie held up her hand.

"It's ok, Gil. I did go on a little tour of the city via Jim, though. He took me to a casino after I told him I had never really gambled in Vegas."

"That's Jim for you. Did he make you drink scotch, too," Sara asked.

"Yep, but I only had one. Scotch is not my kind of drink."

"I still don't know how Gil drinks it straight."

"I've always been more of a liquor person then a beer person. I actually don't mind the taste."

"It does give you a pretty good buzz, though," Marie joked.

"Jim got you drunk," Gil asked.

"No honey, I just felt a little warm after that, that's why I stopped after one or else I would have been drunk. He did take me to get a bite to eat afterwards. It was nice. I got a little bored around here with James going back to San Francisco. Your brother, Sara, he is some kind of man."

"You don't have to tell me that. Why, what did he do?"

"He stayed for two more days after you two left for your honeymoon. He took me out and made sure we had some fun. We even went to go see a cirque show, those shows are amazing!"

"We're going to have to do that one night," Gil suggested.

"Preferably before I can't fit into a theatre seat."

"You're not even showing yet, Sara," Marie teased.

"I am a little."

"Where?"

"Look," Sara said. She stood and pulled up her top to reveal a tiny bulge and her pants that were way too tight."

"Fair enough," Marie said as Sara quickly grabbed her hand and placed it on her stomach. The fluttering started again.

"Oh, how I love that feeling! Just wait until you can see the movement, it looks like you have an alien inside you," Marie said with a smile.

"Soon enough, but first if you'll excuse me, I have to hit the bathroom," Sara said, excusing herself.

"So, do you have any plans tonight, Mom?"

"No, why?"

"Sara and I were going to go out for dinner at a little Italian place off the strip. Want to join us?"

"I don't want to intrude."

"You won't be, honest."

"Well, as long as you're sure."

"Table for three under Grissom," Gil said to the hostess before she led them to their table.

"This place is nice. Is the food here as good as it smells," Marie asked.

"Better than, they have the best spaghetti and meatballs around."

"That sounds really good all of the sudden," Sara said.

"This was where we were going to tell you that you were going to be a grandma, Mom," Gil signed as he got Marie's attention

"This place was part of your plan?"

"We didn't really have a plan. We had an idea on how we were going to tell you but not a plan. But yes, we figured we would take you out for dinner and break the news midway through."

"It would have been lovely, I'm sure of it. But I'm not sorry that James spilled the beans.

Hey, I guess now I can tell my friends back home that I'm going to be a grandma. This is your twelfth week, isn't it?"

"It is."

"Umm, now that we're all together, I wanted to run something by you two," Marie started, getting Sara and Gil's full attention.

"Is something wrong? Are you ok," Gil asked worriedly.

"I'm fine Gil, I'm not sick as far as I know. What I wanted to run by you was the future."

"The future," Sara asked.

"Yes. I've been thinking a lot about it, and the fact that I have a daughter-in-law now, and two grandbabies on the way, and I don't want to be a grandmother that only sees her children and grandchildren four times a year on the holidays. I want to be able to see them and you two more than that."

"So, what are you wanting to do, Mom?"

"I want to move to Vegas."

"What?!" Gil said shocked

"Wait, that came out wrong. I don't mean that in a bad way, I don't mind if you came to Vegas and I'm sure Sara wouldn't mind."

"I would love to have you here in Vegas, Marie," Sara interjected before Gil continued.

"I just mean, you have a life in California. You have the gallery and your house."

"But I can get a job here at a gallery, or even retire if I wanted. I'm only sixty-six, Gil, I still have a good chunk of life in me, and I would really like to spend it with you. I can make friends in Vegas, and my girlfriends from California have always bugged me about taking a trip down here. But all I really want is to be here, with my family."

"I think I speak for both of us, Marie, when I say we would love to have you come to Vegas. Plus, you can help me get through this pregnancy. Because I have no idea what I'm doing," Sara joked as Gil and Marie both showed the same smile of happiness and excitement.

TBC

See we haven't seen the last of Marie, lol. i had to throw her back in the story! Now we just need James back!

thanks you for all the wonderful reviews, i believe i am past the 300 mark! And a special thanks goes out to shirley my editior, she's helped me out quite a bit!

Thanks again

Katie