Catherine and Sara were able to find a pharmacy a few blocks from the house. Catherine had also insisted on taking the rental car and driving, saying Sara had to much on her mind to try to navigate through Boston. Once inside the store, the blond, with Sara on her heels found the correct aisle and without much of a say watched as Catherine picked out three different boxes, each containing a strip they hoped would all read the same.

"You can never be to careful." Catherine said as they left the store. "Always buy more than one if you want that actual ninety-nine point nine percent."

"I wasn't planning on needing them again." Sara replied coarsely.

Once back home, Sara noticed the absence of Grissom's car. On the table in the kitchen was a note.

Sara,

Brass surprised me with Cubs vs. Red Socks tickets for tonight. We'll be at Fenway and I have my cell if you need me for anything. I hope you're feeling better dear.

All my love,

Gil

Sara sighed and gave the note to Catherine. "Did you know about this?"

"Nope." Catherine said shaking her head. "But I knew he was up to something, he told me he had something for Gil he 'knew he'd love.'"

Sara rolled her eyes and headed toward the stairs with her bag of tests in hand. She looked to Catherine once more, who offered her an encouraging smile, before going to the bathroom. She took each test, read the directions thoroughly, and set them on the counter after soaking the tips of each with urine.

Catherine was outside the door waiting for her when she was done. "One says three minutes, the other two five. And they say waiting to long to check the results may end with a false negative." After speaking, Sara leaned against the wall and let out a pitiful laugh. "I'm so naïve you know? I mean, this really shouldn't surprise me." She started saying.

"How do you feel about...this?" Catherine asked softly.

Sara looked down. "I don't know. I really don't."

"Are you...upset? Happy? I mean, you have to be feeling something."

She lifted her head, tears glistening in her eyes. "Well shock would be the first thing that comes to mind. That's kinda why I said it shouldn't surprise me. But..." she considered the right word to choose, finally coming up with the one that fit best. "...but relieved is what I feel. I've never considered this as an option in life, having kids, but now that I'm so close to knowing that that might just be what I'm facing, I'm relieved that it happened after I chose Gil to spend the rest of my life with."

Catherine pulled Sara into a hug, tears now stinging her own eyes as she watched the brunette confess what she had to her. "Sara I know you'll both make great parents. Don't worry about anything. If it feels right, then it must be." she told her.

"Thank you." Sara said wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "God I never even thought about what Gil's reaction might be."

"I know him. If you're happy, he's happy. That's all he ever wanted, we could all see that." She glanced at her watch. "It's time." She said. Sara nodded and stepped back into the bathroom. She looked at every test, each one revealing the same result. She took the one with a readout to Catherine and smiled. They both did.

"Congratulations Mrs. Grissom."

10:58 P.M.

Sara waited up for Grissom. Catherine had decided that she'd leave the two alone, besides, she was tired anyway. The two men walked through the back door, Grissom obviously was not amused.

"The Cubs lose?"

"That's an understatement." Brass said with a short laugh. Once he read Grissom's face, he knew it was not the time to joke. "Sorry Gil." he put a hand on the other man's shoulder. "I think I'm going to bed. I take it Catherine's already there." And with that he left the room.

"How bad?" Sara asked as Grissom's took a seat across from her at the table.

"Four runs. But it's not like it's a regular season game, considering they aren't in the same league. What's in the box?"

Sara looked down at the long, neatly wrapped box between them. "It's, um, sort of a...surprise... for you."

Grissom raised an eyebrow, but didn't question it any further as he pulled it over to him. He lifted the wrapped lid and pulled out a small card, the words Happy Almost One Year printed neatly in Sara's handwriting. He then caught eye of the test that was below it, the word Pregnant still clear in the digital window.

Sara, who had been nervously fingering her wedding band during the process, spoke up in a weak voice. "Well? What do you think?"

The smile on his face told her what she needed to know even before he rushed around the table and gave her a kiss.

"Let's just say this is one gift I wouldn't exchange for anything in the world."

A/N:

I am fully aware that the Red Socks are part of the Al and the Cubs the NL, but I couldn't resist nor could I have my favorite team lose, even if it was against Grissom's.

And I told you I'd update more often.