Two Months, Three Days Later

Sara relaxed on the front porch of their Boston home as the sun began to rise over the tree tops. Today was going to be a great day. They were expecting Catherine and Brass for a week long visit. Nick and Greg promised to join them as soon as their work load lightened, and they even invited Langston and Riley, who pleasantly declined due to their recent promotions to CSI level two.

Everything was situated in the house and the two spare rooms had beds placed in them and awaited their visitors. Sara never dreamed that she would be married, let alone own such a beautiful house in a very historic city. It was so much more quite than Vegas, which let alone qualified it as more comforting.

As Grissom took a seat on the porch swing next to her, she immediately relaxed with her head on his shoulder. "Brass just called. They landed fifteen minutes ago and they're be here within an hour, he hopes."

"They must have taken a late flight." Sara said quietly.

"They did. Said they wanted to get here early enough to start the day with us."

"That doesn't sound like them."

Grissom smiled. "I think they're just anxious to see us."

They stayed where they were until a white sedan pulled into the drive, a strawberry blond stepping out of the passenger side before the car was even in park. Sara and Grissom stood and met her halfway on the sidewalk, both taking turns with hugs as Brass stepped up beside them.

"I miss you both so much!" Catherine said as she took a step back. "But I've got to admit, you both look a lot happy than the last time I saw you together."

"Thank you Cath. We are." Sara said, smiling.

"You should have seen this one on the way here, like a dog out the window on her way to the park." Brass said, getting a less than happy look from Catherine.

"Yeah well, he was as thrilled as I was, don't let him fool you." Catherine retorted.

"Hey Jim." Grissom said, hugging the shorter man.

"You know, it's a little chilly this morning. Gil, why don't you help them get their things and we'll go inside for coffee." Sara chimed in.

After everything was settled in the right rooms, the four former colleagues sat around the kitchen table with mugs of Hawaiian Blue and plates of coffee cake.

"So the labs going well, if you'd like to know. The newbies are fitting in just fine." Catherine said, raising the coffee cup to her lips.

"Actually, I could care less about the lab, only the people in it. But on that note, it's great to know those two are being taken care of. I bet they love their supervisor." Grissom said, turning Catherine's cheeks a light shade of pink.

"Thanks Gil. I was hoping I had your faith."

"How about you two? I see the dogs with who he belongs, but you know we haven't heard from you in a long time, anything new in your lives?" Brass asked.

"Other than this place, can't really say so." Sara replied.

They kept up the small talk, and as Catherine insisted on putting the plates in the sink and Grissom and Brass started on a conversation about the city and the week ahead, Sara's face drained of color. She hoped it would pass in time before anyone noticed, but as her stomach began to churn and she clapped a hand over her mouth, she disregarded the fact that Catherine once again was sitting at her side and had not let it slide that her friend looked ill.

"Sara, are you feeling okay?" she asked softly.

Sara's response was jumping from her chair and jogging to the nearest bathroom. Grissom's eyes widened as he shot a concerned look in Catherine's direction before following his stricken wife.

"Sara?" he called as he opened the bathroom door and immediately went to hold back Sara's hair as she wretched over the toilet. As soon as she finished Grissom let her fall back into his arms as they leaned against the wall.

"I'm so sorry. I have no idea where that came from."

"How do you feel now?"

"Much better."

Grissom nodded, then stood, holding out his hand to help her up. "Come on, let's get you some water."

As they made their way back to the kitchen, Brass and Catherine eyes Sara with concern.

"Sorry guys." She said. "I guess the food didn't agree with me." She turned to Grissom and motioned for him to take a seat, insisting she was fine as she quickly placed a glass under the kitchen faucet and drank it down. Catherine had joined Sara.

"You okay?" she asked, her back turned to the men.

"Yeah, now. I don't get it, it just came out of no where, you know? I didn't even feel sick until just seconds before it happened."

Catherine took in a deep breath. "Sara, are you...?"

Her eyes quickly met the older woman's. "I never, not even once considered that..."

"Hey guys, I'm taking Sara to the store. We're going to get something for her stomach." Catherine said before Sara could stop her.

A/N: Haha two chapters in one night! And I ended this one with a nice little cliff hanger, though I'm sure you'll already figure this one out ;]