I Do Not Own CSI
"Mmm, I don't want to get out of bed," Sara moaned out as Gil snuggled in closer to his wife, trying to wake her up.
"I know you don't, honey, but we have a doctor's appointment in a couple hours. We have enough time for you to shower and eat and then we can go see our babies," he whispered into her ear.
"Just ten more minutes."
"Ten more, but after that I'm dragging you out." Gil said, placing his hands on her slightly rounded stomach. He smiled when he felt the tiny flutters under his hand.
"You woke them up."
"No, I didn't."
"Yes, you did, and now I have to pee and I don't want to move."
"Well, maybe the babies are telling you that you have to get up," Gil said, placing a kiss under her ear.
"Fine, I'm up," Sara said, swinging her legs over the side of the bed and standing up, only to sit back down quickly again.
"Whoa"
"You ok?"
"Just a little dizzy all of the sudden."
"Just sit for a couple minutes. I'll get you a glass of water, ok."
"Ok," Sara said, watching as Gil went into the bathroom for water.
"Here"
"Thanks," Sara said, taking a sip.
"But now I really have to pee."
"Just take it easy," Gil said as Sara got up slower this time.
"I'm ok," she said, reassuring him with a smile.
Coming back out a minute later, Gil sat on the bed with a large smile.
"What?"
"You pooched."
"I what?"
"You can tell you're pregnant now, look in the mirror," Gil said as he came up behind Sara as she rolled up her top in front of the floor length mirror and stood sideways.
"How did that just happen overnight?"
"One of life's mysteries I guess," Gil said, placing his palm on her stomach.
"Well it was bound to happen soon. I just hope I have something that fits."
"I'm sure we can find you something."
"Gil, I have no jeans that fit! I can't get one pair done up!"
"Then wear your yoga pants."
"To the doctor and then to the mall?"
"Well, then wear a dress."
"I don't want to wear a dress! I don't really have any summer dresses to wear anyway."
"Then wear the stretch pants," Gil said, stirring the scrambled eggs.
"Wear the stretch pants? You wear stretch pants to the doctor," Sara mumbled out as she went back into the bedroom to change, picking up her cell phone in the process.
"Willows," Catherine mumbled out.
"Oh god, Cath, were you sleeping? Of course you were, it's one in the afternoon."
"It's ok. What's up? Are you ok?"
"I need new pants."
"Can't find a single pair, can you?"
"Just the stretch pants that Gil so helpfully pointed out."
"Want some company shopping," Catherine asked.
"Please, I hate getting bombarded with sales women and I wouldn't mind a second opinion."
"What time?"
"I have a doctor's appointment in about forty five minutes, how about I call you when we leave and we can meet at the mall?"
"Sounds good, can I go back to sleep now?"
"Sorry Cath, sweet dreams," Sara said, hanging up.
"Grissom," the nurse called from the waiting room.
"Come on, let's go see our babies," Sara said as she and Gil followed the nurse back to the exam room.
"Dr. Keys will be here in just a few minutes. She's just finishing up with another patient."
"We can wait."
"Not much longer, I have to pee again."
"I'll let her know," the nurse chuckled out.
Not two minutes later, the doctor came in the room.
"Good afternoon, Grissoms. How are you both today?"
"My pants don't fit," Sara said as she lied back on the table.
"I can see why. Time to go shopping."
"Today"
"Well, let's take a look and see what's going on, shall we," Dr. Keys said as she started the ultrasound.
"Well, everything is looking good so far," she said taking measurements.
"They are both about 3 inches long, baby A is just a little longer. This might interest you, seeing the line of work you do," she said, getting both Sara and Gil's attention.
"What," Gil asked.
"Both should have their own fingerprints now, their own identity."
"Really," Sara asked.
"Really. Ok, ready to hear some heartbeats?"
"That's one sound I love," Sara said as heartbeats filled the room.
"And they both sound good, too. I can't see anything wrong with their development at this point but we're going to start having the appointments about every three weeks."
"If nothing is wrong why do we need to come more frequently," Gil asked.
"Multiple pregnancies are higher risk. Not to alarm you, Sara, but with two we like to keep a closer eye on both you and the babies, just to make sure all is well."
"But their fine," Gil asked.
"Their fine. Now, why don't you hop up on the scale, Sara, and we'll take a look at where you are."
"138 pounds, that's good. Keep gaining weight at that rate and you should stay a very healthy weight throughout the pregnancy."
"Now for the blood pressure," she said, placing the cuff around Sara's arm and starting the machine.
"It's slightly elevated. Not too much, but I would like to see it come back down a couple points."
"We had a really bad case last night," Sara stared to explain before Dr. Keys held up her hand.
"Sara, please, no excuses."
"But"
"Right now, your job is to take care of yourself and those babies. I am not saying this to be mean, I'm just saying the reality of the situation."
"If your job is too stressful to be around, if the cases are too much for you to handle, you shouldn't be working. And trust me, I won't hesitate to put you on bed rest if your blood pressure becomes an issue."
"It won't, I promise. I don't want anything to happen to these babies."
"Then all I ask is that you take it easy at work."
"I'll make sure of it," Gil said adamantly.
"Good, now you can go to the bathroom, Sara."
"Thank you," she said hopping off the table and almost running into the bathroom.
"Is there anything that I should be doing for her," Gil asked.
"Just support her and make sure she doesn't stress herself. It's easy to do when you're pregnant. Physically, she can do anything she feels comfortable with again as long as she takes it easy."
"You're talking about me again," Sara said.
"Always, Sara. You ready to go?"
"Yeah, time for new pants."
"I'll see you two in a few weeks. Enjoy shopping, Sara."
"You pooched," Catherine said as she and Lindsay came up to Sara.
"Funny, that's the exact same thing Gil said."
"Speaking of Gil, where is he?"
"He went to the bookstore while I clothes shopped."
"Figures that's where he would go," Catherine said, leading the way.
"Wow, there's so much to choose from."
"Want to make this easy," Catherine asked.
"Yes"
"When I was pregnant with Lindsay, I lived in my sweats when I wasn't working. So only buy a few things, maybe a couple light dresses."
"I'm not really into the dress thing, Catherine."
"Trust me Sara, come August when the temp is over 100 degrees and you're five months pregnant, you'll wear the dress."
"Ok, one dress, for now, if I like it I'll come back for more. What else?"
"A pair of court pants and a shirt, and then just comfy clothes that you want to wear around the lab."
"Ok, let's get started."
"Oh, you may want some new bras, too. You're popping there, too. Greg got a bit of a show the other day."
"You got everything you need," Gil asked as they met at the car two hours later.
"I think, for now. What did you get? I see a couple bags in the backseat."
"Grab the plain white bag and look," Gil said as Sara stretched around to pull the bag into her lap.
"Go on, look inside," he said as Sara pulled out two soft brown teddy bears with button noses and plush bellies.
"I saw them and I couldn't resist, every kid needs a teddy bear."
"They're beautiful, Gil."
"So are you."
TBC
Couldn't you just imagine Grissom buying teddy bears for the babies, lol
i thought the fingerprint thing would be fun to add too seeing as this is CSI!
thanks for all the wonderful reviews you left yesterday, there are all muchly appreciated
Katie:)))