A/N: I would like to send a prayer out to all those that lost a loved one in the recent tragedy at Virginia Tech, it's a horrible thing that has happened and my thoughts and prayers are with those that are injured and have lost their lives.

Thank you everyone for all your reviews. They aren't 'together' yet though. You'll see.

Chapter 9

Sara walked through the doors of Target, grabbed a cart, placed Olivia into the seat and buckled her in. The small child started looking around excitedly taking in all the sights and sounds.

Grissom followed with a reluctant Owen in his arms, he grabbed a second cart and placed the four year old into the seat. During the belting in of his siblings, Jeremy had wandered over to the electronics section that was right by the door as you come into the store. Sara walked over with her cart, to find out what he was up to.

"Hey, what are you looking at," she asked Jeremy who was wandering in the cd's.

"Not much, just looking." The slim boy barely even turned to acknowledge his aunt, his eyes still roaming the racks.

"Okay, well we're going to head to the toddler section to pick up things for your brother and sister." She glanced at her watch, "meet us there in twenty minutes okay? Then we will pick out your things."

Jeremy shrugged his shoulders, "Okay. I don't need anything though." His voice was soft and tentative.

"Hon, your clothes are really worn out and you don't have very much. I want to get you some things here and then we'll run across to Foot Locker and get you some shoes. How does that sound?"

"Okay," he tried to seem disinterested in the fact that he was going to be getting new things, but it really made him excited. A small smile broke across his face.

Grissom and Sara headed to the toddler section with the two O's to get them started for their life with Sara.

Sara started in the aisle with sippy cups and other necessities while Grissom took Owen too look at some clothes.

Sara slowly started through the aisle picking out cups, bibs and other necessities that Olivia would need. She grabbed some bigger sippy cups for Owen as well as a few other items that she thought he would need. She then headed down the diaper aisle only to find herself a bit stumped.

There were a bunch of different kinds and sizes she really didn't know where to start. Finally she saw that they were sized by the weight of the child so she guess Olivia's weight and grabbed the diapers that closely matched her guess.

Her cart was really beginning to fill up and they weren't close to being done yet. She meandered over to the furniture section where she saw a beautiful wooden crib that turned into a toddler bed then a twin bed. She thought it would be perfect for Olivia, now she just needed to find a toddler bed for Owen and someone to haul them to the front for her.

During this time Grissom had pulled Owen out of his seat and was holding various articles of clothing in front of the boy trying to get a size estimate. He seemed to be about a 3T, whatever that meant, Grissom really wasn't sure. He went about asking the little boy if he liked the items as he placed them in the cart, but all he got was a cursory nod or two.

His own cart was starting to fill and Grissom quickly grabbed a few packages of underoos and socks for Owen before heading to the furniture, where he found Sara admiring a wooden crib combo.

"How's it going?" He asked glancing into her overflowing cart.

"I think I'm buying out the store, and I haven't even gotten to the clothes for her yet. Did you find some things for Owen?"

"Yup, he wasn't very helpful though," Grissom joked tweaking the boy's nose. Owen just giggled, a far cry from the untrusting boy he'd met at the airport.

"She's not much help either," Sara remarked pointing at the baby girl with the teething ring in her mouth. "She's getting in some more teeth so I thought I'd give her the ring. I wiped it down with a wetnap first though."

Grissom chuckled, Sara was already very overprotective. Jeremy walked up to them his hands in his pockets.

"Hey, buddy." said Sara. "Do you think you can find an employee for me, we need to get them to move one of these cribs to the front for us."

"Sure," Jeremy nodded happy to do something, wandering off to an area where he'd seen someone wearing the company's smock.

Grissom started looking at the toddler beds, trying to find one the little boy might like.

"Did you pick a toddler bed for Owen yet?" he asked.

"No, I can't decide," she pointed to a white one. "I like that one, but I wanted to find something that converted into a twin bed."

"Well you could just get two of the cribs you are getting for Olivia. We can turn it into a toddler bed right away."

"I was thinking that too, but I want them to have different things. I think they shared a lot before and I don't want them to have to share everything." She smiled at the little boy and patted his soft hair.

Grissom nodded in agreement, understanding where Sara was coming from and wandered down the aisle a bit.

While Grissom was looking at the beds Owen stood up in his seat and leaned over reaching for a light blue bed with bugs on it.

"Woah!" Grissom yelled noticing the boy's precarious position. "Owen, don't stand up!" He quickly sat the boy back down and belted him in. Owen kept reaching for the blue bed though. "Hey, Sara?"

"Yeah," she said walking toward Grissom and Owen.

"I think Owen has picked his bed."

"Oh really?" She asked arching an eyebrow.

"Yup," Grissom replied with a grin and pointed at the blue bed with bugs.

"You're kidding," she said squinting at him curiously. "Honestly Gris, did you pick it or did he?"

"Nope. Don't look at me, he almost fell out of the cart reaching for it."

Sara shrugged her shoulders. "All right, if that's what he wants." Jeremy was back with an employee who had a cart to move the crib and toddler beds.

"Can I help you?" he asked.

"Yup, we need that wooden crib on the end and this toddler bed with the bugs on it." Grissom indicated their choices.

They moved out of the way as the employee loaded the beds on the cart. He then handed Sara the UPC codes for both beds.

"Just have your cashier scan these at the front, then have someone call for a carryout. I'll take these to the doors." The skinny young man, who looked barely out of diapers himself, nodded then disappeared down the aisle.

"Thanks," Sara replied happy to have the beds taken care of. Now all that was left was to get clothes for Olivia and Jeremy. "Grissom?"

Grissom was playing with Owen, trying to get him to talk and Jeremy was watching his brother laugh with the grey-haired man.

"Yup," he said turning from the boy.

"Can you take Jeremy to the boys' section and get him some clothes? I need to pick out some things for Olivia."

"Sure, that's fine." he replied. "Come on Jeremy, let's get you some clothes." He headed toward the boys' section with Jeremy slowly following behind him.

The eldest of Christopher Sidle's children was still a little unsure about the man, but was slightly comforted by the fact that Sara seemed to trust him. Sara headed to the toddler girls section to load up on clothes for Olivia.

Forty-five minutes later they were leaving Target their carts laden with purchases and the young man from earlier hauling the beds behind them. They quickly loaded up the Tahoe with their haul and then walked over to the Foot Locker to get some shoes for the boys. They had grabbed a pair of sandal for each child at Target and had also gotten Olivia a pair of tennis shoes but Sara wanted better tennis shoes for the boys, since they were way more active then their sister.

Soon all their shopping was completed and they were headed toward Sara's apartment, completely exhausted. Sara realized as they pulled up to her building that she forgot to stop at the grocery store, and after unloading they headed back out with two cranky toddlers.

And truth be told two cranky adults, too. Day one and parenthood was already exhausting.