Disclaimer: See chapter one, I still don't own them.
A/N: heya's! Thank you all so much for your reviews. You know you make me smile so much when I receive them! I finally got around to thanking you all personally, so hopefully they got out to you all. :) There were a few anonymous reviews that I thought I would reply to in this. Lindsey, Thank you so much for your kind reviews, they always put a smile on my face. One of you told me you weren't sure if you would stick around. I hope you're still with me. I'm getting to the good bits now. And one of you suggested I make the chapters longer. Thank you. I'm trying with this one. I'm glad someone mentioned it coz I needed some motivation to write a longer chapter.
I think I've covered it all, lol
Mwa
Em
P.S A mobile phone is a cell phone. I'm Aussie! lol
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Accidental
Chapter Five
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She didn't want to wake up. She had had the most perfect sleep and wanted to be lost in dreamland forever.
Sara had been blessed with not having to go through the fatigue of morning sickness, but the days leading up to telling Gil about the pregnancy were tortured with insanely ugly thoughts.
Even though they had been together for nearly a year, Sara was still a tiny bit worried that Grissom may leave. When she really thought about it, it was more the fact that any man could up and leave at the mention of a baby and Gil was no exception, after all, he was a man.
Never the less, he was extremely happy and, come to think about it, very interested in the biology of the matter-ever the scientist. He had become concerned that she hadn't had morning sickness and that she wasn't showing yet, and this was all in the space of a couple of hours.
But in the end all that really mattered to her was that she got a good eight hours sleep; and the thought was looking promising…
Until she heard the incessant ringing of her mobile on the bedside table.
The clock told her it was 10pm; only two hours until shift started anyway, maybe she should get up.
"Sidle," she greeted, cringing at the croakiness of her voice.
"Sara, It's Al Robbins. I know it's early, but I thought you'd like to know the results of the post."
Beside her, she felt Gil roll over, silently mouthing the words, "Who is it?"
Strategically saying his name in the sentence to answer Gil's question, Sara posed one of her own, "Al, what are you doing up at this hour?"
She heard a sigh, "I just finished up on autopsy's that have backed me up since the beginning of the week. Would you like to know the results of yours?"
"Yes please"
"Her body seized up. Her heart just stopped and her larynx is swollen to the point that she would have suffocated"
"What? There were no signs of that."
"Sara, I have been awake for three days straight, but I can promise you, sleep deprivation has not affected my judgment."
"Well, thank you. I'll be in as soon as I can. You go home and get some rest."
She hung up and crawled back under the covers and buried herself in Gil's chest, "I don't wanna get up."
Grissom smiled and wrapped his arms around her, "How long till work?"
"A little under two hours"
"Well, I have an idea," he gently pulled her up so he could kiss her.
"Mmm, what's that?" she mumbled as she kissed him back
"It's a bit out there; but how about we try and get to work just in time?" he started trailing light pecks down her jaw and under her ear.
"Hmm, that is out there. That would degrade out status of workaholic though," she said mockingly, trying to come up with something funny, it was near impossible with her boyfriend attached to that spot on her neck.
She felt him smile against her skin and, "I think I can sacrifice that for two hour with you."
"I like that idea."
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"Doc, what are you still doing here?" Sara demanded as she walked through the morgue doors and saw the victim of her demand standing by the slab with a stunned mullet look on his face.
"Triple homicide, swings taking it."
"I told you to go home though."
"This is what happens when you're the only night shift coroner in Las Vegas," he said as way of explanation. He walked over to the slab lying on the far side of the room. Al had yet to sew her up because of the inquisitive mind of Sara wanting to check it out. And partly because he was once again backed up.
He pulled back the sheet and Sara saw first hand what Al had tried to explain on the phone.
Her larynx was closed. It was swollen to the point that the tissue on the inside would have been too dense for air to get through. Her heart was completely useless, it was as though she'd had a heart attack. Her body was basically a mess on the inside.
"I know what this is," Sara said quietly, "I need to get to Tox," and with that she ran out of the morgue, calling a "Thanks Al," over her shoulder.
Robbins shook his head smiling, and turned back to the third victim of the shooting on The Strip.
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"Hodges, please tell me you have something?" Sara asked as she walked into the Toxicology lab.
"Well, I have a TV, a couch, a bed, all of this is in an apartment, oh, an I have tow pet fish. But I'm guessing that's not the answer you were looking for."
"Good guess," she said dryly, "Angela Greenwood, the dead model. Have you analysed her stomach contents yet?"
Hodges smiled and pulled out a sheet of paper, "Of course I have. I was bringing it to you, but you weren't in the breakroom your usual two hours before shift. Is there a boyfriend I don't know about?"
Sara snatched the paper out of his hand, "Yes, there is." She quickly skimmed over the results, mumbling her findings, "Mango, peach, strawberries, yoghurt, milk, banana,"
"Yeah, sounds like your vic had a smoothie before she died."
Sara nodded sadly, "Yeah, a Mango Melt."
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hey, hope you all enjoyed it. I hope to have the next chapter up a little faster than I did with this one! Sorry for the wait, but I hope it was worth it. Review and let me know!
Mwa mwa
Em
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