DOCTOR'S OFFICE CON'T…
"Tough case?" The doctor asked while looking over the notes the nurse had taken.
"No. I finally spoke more than two words with the father. It wasn't pretty, but it could have been worse." Sara informed her.
"Does he know yet?"
"No." Sara answered sadly. Her doctor knew some of what had happened from the comments Sara had made over the course of her previous visits.
"You will have to tell him soon or this little one will be spilling the beans soon enough. You can't conceal it much longer. You're bump is becoming obvious." The doctor told her and directed Sara to lay back.
"I know. I want to share this, but I can't tell him until I know how he feels." The doctor changed the mood.
"Have you felt a kick yet?" She asked while probing around Sara's belly. Sara smiled briefly, but it faded quickly.
"Yeah, it happened while I was yelling at him." Sara said.
"Talk to him Sara. I'm close to restricting your duties at work. You know what that means."
"I know." Sara's voice was still lacked any enthusiasm.
"Hey Mommy, snap out of it. On your next visit, you will get to see him or her. Think about if you want to know the sex or not." Sara smiled a true smile to which the doctor returned.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. I'll see you next month." The doctor helped her off the table and left her alone to readjust her clothing.
Sara entered the waiting room with a lighter step.
"You're in a better mood." Catherine observed on their way out the door.
"Next time, I get to see the baby and possibly learn the sex. I have something to look forward to now."
"I'm happy for you Sara. He or she is going to be beautiful and very smart."
"Thanks Catherine. Are we going back to the lab for my car?" Sara asked in the parking lot.
"Nah, I'll just pick you up. Hungry?" She had noticed Sara rubbing her belly.
"I'm not, but the baby is. Chinese food?" Catherine laughed and patted the baby bump.
"We'll get some to go."
Sara was glad to have the bag of food with her because when Catherine pulled into Sara's parking lot, Grissom was sitting on the steps to her complex.
"He looks heartbroken." Catherine commented. Sara remained silent.
"Go on. You might as well talk to him. I'll be home if you need me." Catherine prodded. Sara stared back at her for a minute.
"Thanks. I'll call you later." Sara carefully held the food in front of her as she climbed out of the car.
GRISSOM POV
That's not Sara's car. Where is she? I know she has to come home at some point. I glance at the car pulling in, but since it wasn't Sara's, I don't pay much attention to it. I hear the door open and see Sara getting out of the car. Catherine waves at me and drives away. How did I not notice Catherine's car? I wasn't looking for it that's why.
"Sara, where have you been?" I hope it sounded as concerned as I am.
"I had a few errands to run. Catherine went with me." I have a wall to destroy before the clay hardens. She pushes past me.
"I've been worried about you. I've been sitting here for over an hour." I tell her. I want her back in my life. I've been miserable since I left her bed and it's all my fault.
"Why are you here?" She asks. We're stopped in front of her door and it's clear she isn't going to invite me in.
"Can we speak inside please?" I'm going to push past her defenses. I'm determined. She makes me wait.
"Fine; but if I ask you to leave, you have to go. No questions asked." She puts a condition on my request.
"Agreed. Can I carry that for you?" I motion to the bag she's holding.
"No thank you. I've got it." She held the food even closer to her and let us both inside. The first thing I notice is the folded blankets on the couch. Has someone been sleeping here? I don't want to be kicked out, so I say nothing.
I sit on the barstool and Sara disappears behind the counter. She made some tea.
"Would you like some?" She gestures to the food and the drink. I nod and she serves me a plate of food and sets a tea cup nearby. We eat in silence. Sara has seconds, that's unusual for her.
"You've finally found me. What's on your mind?" She asks after refilling both of our tea cups.
"I thought about what you said. I don't want you to leave me." It's time to be honest. Not having her in my life is not an option. It gives me the courage to say things I normally would keep private. She does that to me.
"I haven't left you."
"But you said you were moving." I am confused. She does that to me too. I like it and I hate it at the same time.
"To leave you would mean that I have to belong to you." Ouch, that is a deep wound for both of us and a battle she is giving the stance of surrender. She's done fighting. I am too for that matter.
"If you leave, I'll suffocate." I know I have shocked her with my words. It's the truth and I know she knows this because she is looking into my soul right now.
"Anything else?" She is still playing it cool. I bare my soul and she does nothing. She must be giving me a taste of my own medicine. I have one trump card left in my hand; the ace of hearts. It's time to reveal my hand.
"I love you. I'm so sorry I left that morning. I regret it more than anything and I have been miserable since then too. I panicked. I'm sorry. May I have one last chance?" I am pleading with her right now. She looks at the counter and plays with her food a little.
"I don't know. Like Catherine told you, it's not just about you." She says cryptically and it reminds me that Catherine does in fact know something.
"What does she know?"
"A lot. She knows that it's you who left me. I didn't tell her how we ended up there in the first place. No gory details." She says to the plate.
"It wasn't gory. It was beautiful." I tell her.
"Believe me, I'm reminded every day of how beautiful it was." She looks me in the eye. She still has her trump to play.
"How so?"
"I'm pregnant." Her trump beats mine. How could she hide this from me? Anger flushes my face and I know she can see it.
"You should have told me." I tell her and get on my feet.
"Would it really have made a difference? I knew you'd leave and still participated. I waited for you to say something to me; anything. I was even job hunting until I found out about the baby. I'm moving because I need a bigger place. I haven't lied; I just omitted pieces of the truth." She tells me angrily. She had a point, but so do I.
"I deserved to know."
"When was I supposed to tell you? You haven't spoken to me in four months! I wanted to share this with you, but I couldn't because I didn't know how you felt." She's yelling at me and a tiny part of me is afraid she'll kick me out.
"Who else knows?" I'm still angry with her for not telling me.
"Brass, Catherine and my doctor." She tells me and we hold a staring contest for a few minutes.
"Why did you tell them?"
"They figured it out last night. Catherine has known about the baby since I have, though. She's been a huge help and if it's any consolation, she told me to tell you. I was subtle, but I did tell you earlier when I said I've been late before. So don't get mad at me. Had you stayed and talked to me, I would have understood your need to distance yourself." She puts me in my place and moves to the couch. She's right; she would have been understanding if I had just talked to her about it. I catch my first glimpse of her profile and see more when she lies down and closes her eyes. I can't help but stare at her belly.
"If you need to go and internalize this new information, I understand. Please don't let it take four more months to reach a conclusion." She tells me quietly.
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A/N: What is Grissom going to do? There's only one way I will know for sure…
Have a great day! Kelly