I Do Not Own CSI
Two days later, the newly added members to the Grissom family were ready to go home.
"You ready for this? We're all by ourselves, no asking nurses for help," Gil asked.
"I think so. I know I'm ready to be home. I miss my dog, and I think we should get these two settled into where they belong, with us."
"I couldn't agree more," Gil replied with a smile as he put the two baby carriers on the bed so they could buckle in the boys.
"So, how do we buckle them in?"
"I have actually done this once or twice with Lindsay," Gil said as he placed Samuel in the seat, gently pulling his arms through the straps and then tightening them before clicking all the buckles together.
"Now you try," Gil said as Sara copied his every step, putting Garrett in the seat and fixing the straps. Covering each baby with a blanket Sara sighed.
"What's on your mind, honey?"
"I just can't believe they're here, finally here. I don't think it's totally sunk in yet."
"It will once we have two crying babies."
"Mrs. Grissom, is everyone ready to go," the nurse asked, coming into the room with a wheelchair.
"Yeah, we signed all the papers we had to and they're both buckled in and sleeping.
We're ready."
"Good, then if you don't mind, hop in the chair. Mr. Grissom, you can take the babies and we'll let you two go home. Are you parked close?"
"I parked in the temporary parking. We're just outside."
"You're sure you know how to click the car seat in," Sara asked, the nurse still behind her.
"Yes, it's been awhile since I have actually had to do this with a child but the design couldn't have changed that much." Gil said, struggling with the seat.
"Mr. Grissom, may I," the nurse said, taking pity on him. Gil had spent the last five minutes trying to get the car seat to click.
"Yeah."
"Why don't you take the other baby and go to the other side of the car and follow my lead."
"Fair enough," Gil said, taking Garrett to the other side of the car.
"Ok, first get it lined up, then tip the car seat back a bit and then let it slide forward, then you should hear the…click."
"You make it look so easy," Gil said as he did the same thing she did and the car seat went in no problem.
"And to take it out, you just press the release and pull. Think you can handle it?"
"Thank you."
"No problem, Mr. Grissom. This isn't the first time I've had to show new parents how to work a car seat.
"Mrs. Grissom, take it easy. And remember no heavy lifting, and relax for a couple more days."
"I will, thank you," Sara said as she eased her way out of the chair and moved slowly to the car, where Gil was already holding her door open for her.
"M'lady, your chariot awaits."
"You're such a sweet talker."
"Gil, there are cars parked in our driveway, were we expecting company," Sara asked as Gil pulled in.
"I don't think so, but knowing Mom, she made a big dinner and invited everyone over," he replied as he looked at Sara who looked a little tired.
"Tell you what, we'll entertain for a bit, and then send everyone home. Then you can go back to bed."
"Only if I can have my bed mate to snuggle up to. I can actually sleep in the crook of your arm again."
"I've been keeping it warm just for you," Gil said as he got out. He got Garrett's car seat out in one shot just like the nurse showed him, then carried him over to the other side to get Samuel.
"I could carry one."
"You heard what the nurse said, Sara, no heavy lifting for awhile yet. I got them, but you could get the door."
"It looks like your mom already beat me to it. Hi Marie," Sara said as the two made their way up to the front door.
"Hey Sara, Gil, and ohhh grandbabies," Marie said with a smile, taking one of the carriers from Gil as he came in the door, ready to take the baby out of the car seat.
Sara stood with a tear in her eye as Marie started to unbuckle the baby. Gil, seeing this tapped Marie on her shoulder.
"Mom, can we do this please? We've been looking forward to brining the babies into the house ourselves," he asked. Marie looked at Sara and her smile faded.
"I'm sorry, Sara, I didn't mean to overstep. I was just excited and wanted to get them out."
"It's ok, Marie, my hormones are still a little out of whack. But I really would like to be the one to take the baby out."
The clicking of nails made them look up to see Bruno come bouncing into the room.
"Bruno, down," Gil ordered to the dog, who sat quickly. Gil took the dog by his collar and led him to the babies who slept quietly so that he could sniff.
"You have a new job, buddy; protect these two. Do that and there's an extra treat in it for you."
They watched as he leaned down to sniff each baby and lick their hands. Bruno then sat on his haunches looking at Gil and Sara, accepting his new responsibility.
"Where is everyone else," Sara signed as she bent down to take Samuel out while Gil got Garrett.
"In the other room, waiting for you guys to come in," Greg teased as he came into view.
"We're coming, precious cargo here," Gil said as he straightened up, Garrett on his chest in the crook of his neck.
"Just give us a couple more minutes and we'll be in" Sara asked, taking Samuel in her arms. Greg nodded as he and Marie left, leaving the two standing in the hallway.
"Welcome home, Samuel. Welcome home, Garrett." Sara whispered as she leaned against Gil and laid her head on his shoulder.
"You finally decided to join us," Jim asked as Sara and Gil both walked in with the babies in tow.
"Yeah"
"Well, pass one over," James said, coming to Sara to take Samuel.
"I want one, too," Marie said, taking Garrett from Gil as the two sat on the couch cooing over the babies.
"How's the hand, Gil," Doc asked from his spot on the couch.
"It ok, not broken," Gil joked back.
"I didn't even see that bruise on you hand, Griss," Warrick said, looking at his hands to see two clear purple grab marks.
"Well, considering that Sara gave birth to these two and all I had to go through was a little bruising on my hands, I think I came out on the lucky side."
"You can count on that," Catherine said as Garrett was passed to her from Marie while Doc got passed Samuel.
"Hey, have you two seen the paper in the last couple days," James asked.
"No, why?"
"Here," Catherine said, handing over the front page of the newspaper.
"Why are we on the front page," Gil asked.
"Well, apparently a few bystanders at the hotel got some pictures in and when word broke that you had the first babies of the New Year your story made the cover. I'm surprised you don't know, apparently you said something in the article," Catherine explained.
"We did. We had someone from the newspaper come to the hospital and ask us a couple of questions. He said he always does the first babies of New Year article. We figured it would just be a little thing in the back of the paper not the front cover."
"'Sara Grissom went into labour twenty minutes to midnight on New Years Eve and by the time she managed to walk to the lobby of the hotel, with her husband standing by her side, she was in full blown labour, with no time to get to the hospital. Luckily there was a doctor in the house to help deliver the couples twin boys; Samuel Eli Grissom who weighed in at seven pounds six ounces and Garrett Arthur Grissom who was eight pounds on the dot'," Sara said as she passed the article over to Gil so he could finish reading.
"Well I guess we got the front page because of how and where they were delivered. We're big news, honey," Gil said, tucking the paper in the diaper bag.
Sara, nudging Gil, whispered. "Should we ask now?"
"I don't see why not, do you want to ask first?"
"Sure"
"Hey Doc, I've got another favour to ask you?"
"I would be happy to deliver your next baby."
"Thanks, but at the moment sex and more babies are the last things on my mind."
"Sucks for you, Griss," Nick laughed out.
"I think I'll survive."
"Anyway, that's not what I wanted to ask. What I want to say, ask, is if you'll be godfather to Samuel. You helped bring him into this world, asking you to be godfather is the least we could do."
"Really, you want me to be a godfather?"
"We do, Albert," Gil said with a smile.
"Here that, buddy? Say hello to your godfather, the coolest of your uncles."
"Anyone else you want to ask," James asked.
"Yeah, Catherine, what do you say about playing godmother to Garrett?"
"You know I would in a heartbeat," Catherine said, turning to the sleeping infant her arms. "Ok Garrett, I'm going to teach you about girls and how to get them all."
"Guys," James asked.
"I guess we have a couple more people to ask," Gil said, teasing in his voice.
"Greg," Gil said.
"Me?"
"You, Greggo. My buddy who came and sat through stupid romance movies while I was on bed rest to keep me company, we want you to be godfather to Garrett," Sara said.
"I'd be honoured," he said as Catherine passed Garrett over.
"Ok, so Doc thinks he's the coolest one, but really, I am. I'll be the one to introduce you to rock music and the real way to get the girls."
"Maybe this was a bad idea," Gil whispered over to Sara, who just shook her head with a smile.
"Anyone else," James asked.
"I guess we need one more right, honey," Sara said.
"We do, you're choice Sara, who do you want?"
"Why do I feel like we're on some really bad dating game and we're all the bachelors," Nick chuckled as Sara tapped her foot, thinking.
"Hey, James?"
"Yeah?"
"You know you're the pick to be co-godfather to Samuel, right?"
"I was hoping."
"You, big brother, have always been there for me, and I know you'll always be around for these two as well," Sara said as Doc passed Samuel to James.
"You know I'm going to spoil you, right," James whispered to the baby who started to open his eyes.
"I think he understood that."
TBC
The babies are home and god parents have been chosen, what do ya think, right choice for godparents???
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Katie