I Do Not Own CSI
"My head," Sara moaned out as she blinked her eyes awake. The throbbing in her head was making her wince.
"Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama," the boys called from their room.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Sara said softly as she sat up, wincing as the throbbing in her head intensified.
"Why do I have to be sick and pregnant?"
"Mama, mama, mama."
"Ok, ok, just relax," Sara moaned out as she slipped on her slippers and housecoat, shivering at the early February temperature.
"Mama," the boys shrieked as Sara walked in the room, the boys' smiling large at the sight of their mother.
"Good morning, boys. Are you hungry," Sara said as she lifted Samuel out of his crib, wincing again as her muscles protested the weight.
"Hold it, Samuel. Wait for your brother," Sara said as Samuel started to make his way out of the room, stopping when he heard Sara's order.
"Do you two think you can be really good until Daddy comes home," Sara asked as she lifted Garrett out of his crib, Garrett just giving her his father's smirk.
"Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba," Garrett babbled in his high chair, his spoon in his tiny hand.
"Your bottle and food are coming, just hold on."
"Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba," Samuel joined in.
"It's coming guys, just hold your horses."
"Ok, bottles are ready. What do you want to eat, bananas," Sara asked, showing the boys a banana, both boys reaching for the food.
"Bananas it is," Sara said, peeling the fruits, giving each boy their own banana. She watched them slobber over the tip of it as they mashed it with their baby teeth.
"Oh, I don't feel so good," Sara quickly rushed to the sink, loosing last night's dinner.
"Sara," Gil said, coming in the front door. "I'm home, honey. Work was slow so I got off early.
What, no dirty remark? Sara?" Gil wondered when she didn't answer his calls. He could hear his sons' babbles coming from the kitchen.
"Honey," Gil said, rushing to the sink where Sara had her head, heaving.
"Don't feel good," Sara mumbled.
"You don't look good."
"Thanks."
"Come on, let's get you into bed."
"The boys…"
"They'll be fine. They're eating their bananas," Gil spoke softly as he helped Sara back upstairs and into their bedroom.
"I want to brush my teeth first."
"Are you ok, honey?"
"Just feel sick," Sara replied as she spit out her toothpaste, rinsing with some water. Gil came over to feel her forehead.
"You're warming up."
"Flu." Was all Sara got out as Gil led her back to bed.
"Sleep, Sara. Just sleep."
"The boys…"
"They'll be fine with me for awhile."
"You worked all night."
"And you're sick. I'll sleep when they go down for their nap."
"You sure," Sara asked as Gil tucked her in.
"Yes. Now, just try and relax and sleep. Call me if you want anything, I'll be up to check on you in a bit," Gil said as Sara's eyes already closed.
"M'kay."
"Love you," Gil whispered as he kissed the top of Sara's head.
"You, too," Sara mumbled half asleep.
"Ok boys, it's just us today, what should we do," Gil asked as he cleaned the boys up from breakfast.
"Should we do some laundry?"
"Na," Garrett shouted.
"No, how about some dishes?"
"Ma."
"Ok, how about playing with some toys?"
"Da," Samuel shouted with a smile.
"Ok, how about you two play with some toys while Daddy gets some laundry done and loads the dishwasher. Then we can watch a movie," Gil sighed as he put the boys in the living room which now had a gate so the boys couldn't get out of the living room and into trouble.
"Bruno, watch them, make sure they don't get into trouble," Gil ordered the dog who laid in the living room, keeping a protective watch on the boys.
"Laundry, I hate laundry," Gil mumbled as he went into the backroom ready to throw a load in only to realize Sara did it all yesterday.
"I tell her to take it easy and what does she do, all the laundry," Gil mumbled, shaking his head as he went back into the kitchen to throw the few dishes they had in the dishwasher, then grabbing a glass of water with a couple vitamin C pills for Sara.
After checking on the boys quickly, he went upstairs to check on his wife, who he could hear heaving again.
"Sara, honey," Gil said, worriedly rushing into the washroom.
"Are you sure this is just the flu?"
"Yes," Sara mumbled through another dry heave.
"I'm going to call Dr. Keys, Sara."
"Just the flu."
"I would rather just be cautious, honey. You're sick."
"Help me up," Sara asked from her kneeling position at the toilet, her big belly making it hard for her to stand up.
"Come on, back to bed. I brought you some water and some vitamins, hopefully it will help. Do you think you can stomach anything, crackers, soup?"
"Uggghhhh!"
"I'll take that as a no. Just try and relax, honey," Gil said softly, brushing the hair out of Sara's face as he re-tucked her into bed. "Sleep."
"Hi, this is Gil Grissom, my wife Sara is a patient of Dr. Keys," Gil said, calling the doctor's office from the living room as he watched the boys play.
"Hi, Dr. Keys, I just have a quick question. Sara is sick. I think she has the flu, should I bring her in to see you?"
"No? Ok, but keep up with the fluids and try to get her to eat? I can do that."
"What about her fever?"
"Past 100 go to the ER, ok. Thanks, Dr. Keys," Gil said, hanging up the phone before using the TTY to call Marie.
"Hello"
"Hi,Mom, it's Gil."
"What's up, honey?"
"Do you think you could come over for a few hours today? Sara is really sick and the boys are wired."
"How sick?" since I've been home, and she's got a bit of a fever. I would really like to just focus on her for a couple hours."
"Flu sick, she's thrown up a couple times already
"Give me twenty minutes and I'll be over."
"Thanks, Mom."
"Anytime."
"Gil," Marie said as he answered the door with a yawn.
"Thanks for coming over, Mom."
"No problem, I even brought ingredients for my chicken noodle soup."
"I don't know if she can stomach it yet, but I'm sure she'll love it later," Gil said with another yawn.
"Go upstairs and sleep and take care of Sara. The boys and I are fine."
"You sure?"
"Positive, go take care of your wife."
"Who's watching the boys," Sara muttered as Gil spooned his body up to hers.
"Mom came over for a bit to watch the boys so I can take care of you."
"I love your mother."
TBC
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