I Do Not Own CSI

"Ever the housewife, Sara, grocery shopping," Chris murmured to himself, watching as Sara walked into the grocery store. He quickly got out of his rental car and followed her into the store.

"More baby food, diapers, wipes, ooh, chocolate," Sara said, passing the candy aisle. Feeling like someone was watching her, Sara turned her shoulder, looking back but seeing nothing out of the ordinary.

"Chocolate with almonds; sounds good to me," Sara said as she threw it into the cart and going into the next aisle.

"Dog food," Sara said looking around. She needed the big huge bag of dog food and she couldn't lift it herself.

"Excuse me, could you put this into my cart," Sara asked the stock boy, who nodded and lifted the fifty pound bag into her cart.

"Thank you,"

"Welcome," he said as Sara again got the feeling she was being watched, and again turning her shoulder, seeing if she could see anyone she knew.

"Stupid pregnancy brain, I swear I feel like I'm going crazy sometimes."

"Ok, dish soap, paper towels," Sara said, checking off her list as she went down the aisle.

"Ok, seriously, I think I'm going to leave if this feeling doesn't go away," Sara finally said as she turned around and seeing someone duck behind the other shelf.

"What the..?"

"Excuse me, why are you following me around the store," Sara said, tapping the man on the back.

"What?"

"You heard me," Sara said as the man turned around.

"I don't even know who you are, lady," the man said.

"I am so sorry, I thought... You know what, never mind, sorry," Sara apologized. She grabbed her cart, and headed for the last aisle. She quickly grabbed the last couple items on her list before heading for the checkout.

"That's $78.87," the cashier said as Sara quickly handed over the money, grabbing the change and receipt before heading for her car.

"Shit, I can't lift this."

"Sara?" Someone called out, making her look up.

"You want some help?"

"Chris?"

"How are you doing, Sara?"

"Ok," Sara said, shocked as he stood in front of her.

"You want some help with the dog food?"

"Oh, yeah, I can't lift it."

"It's a man's job anyway. So how have you been? I haven't seen you since you were pregnant with twins."

"Life is good. I have beautiful children and a wonderful husband. What about you? Did you get married?"

"I did, a couple months ago. I actually wish I was at home instead of here on business."

"I don't blame you. Anyway, I have to get going. I have to stop to pick up dinner yet," Sara lied, trying to get away from Chris.

"Hey Sara, if you have some time, could we go get coffee or something?"

"I'm not sure, last time we did that, Chris, my husband punched you in the nose."

"Please?"

"I really don't have the time, Chris. Work, husband, babies, dog, house, my life is full at the moment. But it was nice seeing you again. I hope you enjoy the honeymoon faze of your marriage," Sara said as her closed her door.

"Well, if you have some time, give me a call, Sara," Chris said, handing her his card, which she politely took with a smile.

"Bye, Chris."

"Bye, Sara," he said as she drove off.

"I know you won't make time for me, Sara, I'll just have to make you have time!"

"Gil, can you come help me please," Sara called through the front door.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Dog food and groceries, can you get them?"

"Sure, but you may want to keep an eye on these two. They've been trying to pull themselves up on the couch and when they're not doing that, they're chasing Bruno around the living room," Gil said, putting on his shoes.

"Are you two keeping Daddy on his toes," Sara said, dropping to the couch, smiling when her babies smiled at her.

"Hey, Sara," Gil called as he came through the front door with the dog food.

"Yeah?"

"Why do you have Chris Walkin's card in your car?"

"I was going to tell you when you came in. Guess who I ran into at the store?"

"Why is he in Vegas?"

"Business, apparently," Sara said as the boys followed her into the kitchen as she started to unpack the groceries.

"And he gave you his card because…?"

"Because he wants to get together, which, of course, I'm not doing."

"Good, I would hate to have to punch him in the nose again."

"I may have mentioned that. Plus, I'm too busy, anyway. You're birthday is coming up in a few weeks, the babies are moving, work, life,…"

"Well, let's just keep an eye out just make sure he's staying away."

"I think he learned his lesson, Gil. He said he's happily married."

"Well, he was happily engaged when he came after you in the mall."

"Touché. But just remember that I love you and only you."

"I know that, it's just him I worry about."

TBC

And grissom has the right to be worried!

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katie