A/N: Thanks for the support, I really enjoyed reading your last reviews. I apologize for no update yesterday, I was out on the road, but at least you get tonight and hopefully tomorrow morning =]

Grissom stared at the different paint color cards in his hands, unsure which to choose.

That morning Sara had insisted he pick out the paint while she rearranged the now only spare room for Greg and Nick, although their arrival wasn't for another month and a half. "Just go with what feels right Gil, I promise I won't care." She had said, then added with a smirk, "Unless it's to ugly."

Now Grissom was worrying it was. She was giving him a simple decision to make regarding their child's room and he was concerned he was screwing it up.

He had finally gotten it down to two colors, an off white and a pale blue.

"Blue would work for a girl too, right?" he thought to himself.

Needless to say he chose the off white.

That night he walked through the door with two gallons of paint and numerous other tools for the task. Sara was searching the fridge for water as he opened the back door. He smiled as he noticed her iPod earphones were in and she couldn't hear a sound other than her music. He set the paint cans down and came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She jumped and nearly screamed.

"Jesus Gil." she laughed as she pulled her earphones from her eyes. "You scared us."

"Sorry." was his replied as he kissed the side of her neck. He didn't miss when she said 'us' either as his hand came to rest on the small bump.

"She rest her hand on top of his and smiled. "Did you get the paint?"

"I did. I hope it suits you."

She turned around to face him. "Well? What color?"

He pulled the sample card from his jacket pocket and showed her.

She grinned. "Looks fine to me. I knew you'd choose something simple."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Sara grabbed her water and rolled her eyes. She took a sip of the cold liquid and tried not to smile. "I knew you'd find something that suited the occasion but wasn't over the top that's all. You're not that hard to figure out. Once someone gets to know you as I have that is."

He took the few steps it took to stand inches in front of her once more and captured her lips with his. "Aren't you just such a romantic." he said quietly, making her laugh before he kissed her again.

While deep in their confrontation neither noticed Hank wonder into the kitchen and taking a seat beside them. As he watched his owners, he let out a whimper which got both their attentions.

"I think he wants to go for a walk." Sara announced as she watched the boxer stand and wag his nub of a tail while looking from the door to them.

"I guess we'll finish this later." said Grissom, getting Hank's leash from a hook on the wall.

The Park

Down the street from their house was a small park they took walks in whenever they could. Sara loved how the paths were shaded by all different types of trees' branches, and since it was fall she loved the colors even better.

As they walked, with Hank stopping every few feet to sniff a tree, they passed another couple with a stroller. Sara smiled, something that Grissom always noticed.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"I just realized that will be us soon." she responded.

He smiled, knowing it was the truth. And it was a truth he'd never dream of denying.

Hank barked, catching Grissom's attention. He was to busy to realize Sara had stopped a few feet behind him.

"You'd think he would have gotten over chasing squirrels." Grissom said, turning to see his wife was no longer by his side. He finally stopped the dog, he also noticed something was amiss, and turned around to see Sara standing with her hand on her abdomen, her gaze fixed ahead of her.

"Sara?" Grissom asked cautiously as he approached her. His pulse had picked up two fold. "Honey?"

Her eyes finally focused on him and she swallowed. "Give me your hand." She said slowly. She took the hand that was not holding Hank's leash and placed it under hers.

"Sara, wha..." She silenced him.

"Wait."

To in shock to get what was going on, it all clicked when he felt the pressure beneath his palm. He quickly looked down at their hands and then fixed his eyes in hers, which were gleaming with tears attempting to fall. "See?" She asked shakily.

"It...moved." He was clearly stating the obvious, but he was to fixated on their baby that he didn't care.

He slowly kneeled down onto the path, ignoring how rough the task was on his knees and placed both of his hands on either side of Sara's abdomen. "Hey sweetheart." he said uneasily. Sara grinned and wiped away tears. It was all so...different. She was not use to feeling any of what she felt at that moment.

The baby kicked again, and it was Grissom's turn to smile.

"I think it heard you." She placed a hand on the side of his face as he looked up at her.

That Night

Sara stood loading the dishwasher as the baby moved again. It took her by such surprise she nearly dropped the plate in her hand.

Grissom came over to her and took the plate from her hand. "I'll take over." he said softly. She merely nodded and leaned against the counter.

"What's it feel like?" Grissom asked as he finished with the dishes.

Sara laughed weakly. "Different. It's unreal."

He smiled as he kissed her and placed a hand over the bulge. "Thank you."

"How many times are you going to tell me that?" she said grinning.

"Until you understand how much it means to me." he responded.

They shared another kiss.

A/N 2: My time line is probably off and I apologize, I am tired lol. More soon.