Disclaimer: See chapter 20.
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26
At the end of shift Grissom quickly ushered her out the front door and after they got home, pushed her towards the telephone. When she hung up, she walked into the kitchen towards the smell of perking coffee. "My appointment's at eleven."
"Okay. Want breakfast? I can make pancakes."
"Sounds good. Want some help?"
"No. Why don't you go upstairs and lay down? I'll bring breakfast up and then we catch a couple hours sleep before your appointment."
"Okay. I am a little tired." As she walked upstairs, she wondered if he'd be even more protective of her after he found out she was pregnant. They would definitely have to have ground rules, or he would never let her leave the bedroom. She laughed to herself as she removed her jacket. When she went to hang it in the closet, the plastic baggie with the test inside fell onto the floor. She picked it up and set it inside the drawer of her nightstand before changing into lounging pants and a tank top and crawling into bed. Maybe she'd tell him before the appointment.
She was sound asleep when he kissed her cheek and brushed the hair back from her face. "Breakfast is ready, Sleeping Beauty." She stretched and sat up while he placed the tray over her lap.
They ate in silence until he caught her staring at him, "What?"
"I just love you."
"That's why you're staring at me? Cause you look like you have something on your mind."
"I do. I was thinking about what we were talking about earlier."
"Good, because I was too. What do you think we should do?"
"I don't know."
"Do you think we should just let everyone figure it out? Or should we just sit down and tell everyone? Or do you not want everyone to know yet?"
"I think that everyone will figure it out pretty soon."
"You think we're that obvious?"
"No." With a deep breath, she moved the tray to the end of the bed and reached into her nightstand drawer. She held her breath as she handed him the test. He moved his tray the same as she had and picked up his glasses from his nightstand. When he finally looked down at the test and looked back at her over his frames, "I know why I've been throwing up. It's not the flu. It's morning sickness."
With a shocked look on his face, "You're pregnant?"
"Yes."
"We're having a baby?"
"That's usually what happens next, yeah."
A smile started to form on his face, "That's our baby growing inside you?"
"It's definitely not anyone else's."
"I'm gonna be a father?"
"Are you in shock? Because you're asking a whole lot of questions."
His eyes glazed over and his lips slowly finished forming a huge smile on his stunned face. After tossing the test onto the bed beside them, he took her face in his hands and looked deep into her eyes, "Walter Benjamin said, 'Gifts must affect the receiver to the point of shock.' And these gifts, your love and our child, are the greatest gifts I've ever been given." With intensity he didn't know he possessed, his lips caught hers and his tongue hunted the warmth of her mouth. Together, they drifted into a world where only they existed, the two of them and their unborn child.
When he pulled back and looked deep into her eyes yet again, she confessed, "I love you so much. I was so worried that you might be upset about this."
"Upset? Why would you think that?"
"This is all happening so quickly. It's only been a few weeks and I thought that you'd feel like you were…trapped."
"Sara, Sweetheart, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. The fact that we're having a child to share that life with is not a trap, it's just…a bonus."
"I love it when you get the little boy grin on your face."
"Little boy, huh? Well, you make me feel young again."
"And how will the sound of a child calling you Daddy make you feel?"
"Like the luckiest man on earth."
After she got up and moved both of their trays to the dresser, she crawled under the covers. He quickly set his alarm for 9:30 and curled up beside her, comfortable in the knowledge that all his dreams were coming true.
"I love you, Sara."
"I love you, too."