I Do Not Own CSI

"This is nice," Gil said as he held Samuel in his arm and a bottle in the other, his son happily eating.

"It feels nice to give my boobs a bit of a break," Sara retorted from her place next to him on the couch. Garrett was in her arms drinking his bottle. They watched their boys drink their first bottles.

"Well, at least they took it. We could have had a lot of problems if they didn't," Gil said.

"Let's just hope it stays that way," she said as Garrett coughed around the bottle.

"You gotta remember to swallow, buddy," Sara cooed, giving him a pat on the back, smiling when his mouth opened wanting more of the bottle.

"You have your father's appetite."

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing," Gil asked.

"As long as he learns to cook like you, it's definitely a good thing."

"We'll just have to have some cooking lessons when they're older," Gil said softly as he gazed into his son's eyes.

"What time is your mom coming over," Sara asked.

"In a couple hours," Gil replied as he looked at Sara and saw the leery expression on her face.

"Sara, you're going to have to get used to leaving them for longer then a couple hours sooner or later. And we're not going far, just over to Nick's for dinner. You still get to stay home for a couple more weeks with the boys; I still have to go to work tonight."

"I know, I just don't want to leave them."

"They'll be fine here with Mom. We got the special baby monitors so that Mom knows when they're crying."

"I know that, I just feel a little guilty. When I go to work I'm going to be leaving them, if they cry and want their Mommy, I won't be there."

"Oh, honey, I felt the same way, I still do. I sit at work and wonder whether or not they want Daddy time; if they want me to read to them or rub their backs."

"Maybe I should just be a stay at home mom," Sara suggested.

"Do you really want that, to stay home twenty four hours a day, seven days a week? You don't want to come to work and solve the hardest case that falls onto my desk a couple nights a week?"

"I don't know what I want to do. I want both, but I feel bad for leaving them."

"I think all new mothers feel that way, Sara, but you need to get out of the house a bit, have grown up talk again, do things outside of feeding, bathing and changing diapers."

"That is one thing I won't mind sharing with your mom and Maddie, changing diapers!"

"Ok, we both have our cell phones on us, we'll be back in a few hours," Sara signed to Marie.

"They'll probably be ready for a bottle soon. I have some in the fridge all you have to do is warm it up."

"Sara, we'll be fine. It's just for a few hours, don't worry."

"This is the longest I have left them."

"We'll be fine. I'll call if I need anything. Gil, take Sara out of the house before she changes her mind and stays," Marie ordered.

"Come on, honey, or we're going to be late for dinner at Nick's house. Maddie said she made dinner, so I'm not so afraid of the food," Gil joked, helping Sara on with her jacket.

"Ok, ok, we're gone. I love you, be good for Grandma," Sara said, placing kisses on her sons' heads.

"You know the rules, Bruno, protect," Sara said with a pat to the top of his head.

"Out of the house, go," Marie said, shooing them out the door.

"If you need anything…"

"I'll call, have a good time."

"Hey guys, come on in," Nick said, answering the door.

"Something smells good," Gil said, sniffing the air.

"It should, I made it, your favourite, Sara," Maddie said with a smile.

"Pasta with clam sauce?"

"You bet ya!"

"Oh god, I haven't had that in ages."

"I made that for you a couple weeks ago," Gil said.

"Not Maddie's, Gil. She makes the best pasta with clams ever."

"What's mine, chopped liver?"

"No, yours is good, but Maddie does something to hers that's a little different from yours and she won't tell me what."

"Nick, you watched her cook, what did she do?"

"Sorry, Sara, she kicked me out for that specific reason. She's keeping that recipe locked away."

"Damn," Sara muttered as Maddie just laughed as the two made their way into the kitchen.

"So, you two look awfully cozy," Gil said as Nick handed him a beer.

"Yeah"

"Yeah? Are you two-"

"Together, yeah. Maddie said she was ready to date again, so we're taking it slow, seeing where it goes, just having some fun."

"I'm glad, she needs it and so do you."

"Thanks, Grissom."

"So, are you missing Samuel and Garrett yet?" Maddie asked

"I am now that you mentioned it."

"Sorry"

"It's ok, I don't think that feeling is just going to go away over night, but Gil's helping. He pretty much forced me out of the house, which is good. I needed a kick in the butt or else I never would have left."

"And you would've become the crazy cat lady," Maddie said through a snort as she heard the doorbell go off again.

"You expecting someone else?"

"No, I don't know who that could be, maybe one of Nick's neighbours or something," Maddie shrugged as she and Sara went into the hall to see who was at the door.

"Ah, just who I was hoping to see here, Maddie," Jacob said.

"Go home, Jacob, you're not supposed to be within 500 yards of me."

"Too bad. You know, if I can't have you why should this guy," Jacob said, bringing out a gun and stepping inside the door.

"Or these two, why should they have your friendship," he said, pointing the gun at Sara.

"Hey, get that gun off my wife," Gil said, stepping in front of Sara.

"Or what?"

"I'll kill you!"

TBC

Dun dun dun, told you we haven't seen the last of Jacob yet. And go grissom for protecting sara!

thanks for all those reviews, keep them up and i'll keep double posting!

Katie