SARA POV
Oh, god, can this day possibly get any worse? We have the same doctor?! I think upon entering the waiting room. She looks up at us and then back to her magazine. We sit as far as we can from her. Soon after we sign in we are called back for which I am thankful for. I responded honestly when the nurse told me that my blood pressure was raised again this month and waited until we were alone to address Gil's raised eyebrow.
"My last visit was the same day I came home to you sitting on the steps of my apartment building."
"Oh." He looks at his lap. I was right; we really do need to talk. We need to get the past in the open so we can resolve it and then put it behind us. My doctor enters the room.
"Hello Sara, how are you today?" Dr. Cats is a nice woman just about my age. She notices Gil immediately.
"I'm fine. Dr. Cats, I'd like you to meet Gil Grissom; my fiancée and the baby's father." Dr. Cats smiled genuinely and shakes his hand.
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Grissom." Gil nods and resumes his seat, content to be an observer for now.
"I see you finally took my advice, Sara." I lightly chuckle.
"It was hard not to. He was sitting on the steps to my apartment last month after I left here."
"Well, I'm glad that you've worked things out." She looks at my chart.
"High blood pressure again, Sara. You know what that means." I sigh.
"I know. I'm on lab duty now. I've been fine; no issues. Everyone knows now and I'm not trying to hide it anymore. We just ran into someone in the lobby and then again in your waiting room. It was a tense conversation because she doesn't work with us and therefore wasn't aware of our relationship or the baby."
"I see. Well, she obviously knows now." Dr. Cats tried to put a lighter spin on it. I smile gratefully and look at Gil. He is humiliated and it's obvious. It's time to move on with the check up. Thankfully, Dr. Cats picked up on it and changed it before I could.
"Shall we take a look at this little one?" She guides me to lie down and then lifts my shirt up to expose my belly. She measures from the top of the baby to my pubic bone and jots down the measurement. She feels around trying to determine the position and is kicked in response. She asks about my eating habits and I answer honestly. Gil is attentive and taking in every word being said by the both of us. I look over and smile at him. He returns it. I love him.
"Follow me and we'll go see this little one." She fixes my shirt and Gil helps me down from the table. We follow the doctor to a small room and again I lie on the table, but this time, Gil stands near my head. He smells so good.
"Do you want to know the sex?" She asks us. We nod.
"If he or she will tell us, then yes, we want to know." Grissom provided a verbal answer to match the physical one we just gave her. Dr. Cats turned on the machine and puts a probe on my abdomen. We are granted our first look at the baby. Gil leans closer to my ear.
"You are an amazing woman, Sara. Thank you for sharing this with me. I love you so much." I feel a tear hit my cheek and want to turn and kiss him, but I can't tear my eyes away from the tiny screen. I can feel tears of my own well up, but I hold them in. I feel bad for not telling him sooner. I'll have to find a way to make up for it.
"I love you too." I whisper back. We watch. The baby was awake and moving around a lot. It was entertaining for us, but Dr. Cats was having a tough time getting her measurements. She managed to get a quick picture of the face when he baby stopped moving for a second.
"Spine looks good. Come on little one; mommy and daddy want to give you a name." She told my stomach. Mommy, that's a title I never thought I would have applied to me. I like the sound of it. I watch Dr. Cats chase the little but all over my belly just trying to get a peek. She managed to capture a profile picture in her wrestling with our baby.
"Normally, babies are asleep for this. I'll try for a few more minutes and see if he or she will settle down. It was funny to see the baby kick on the screen and feel it at the same time. Come on little one, if you show us, then we'll leave you alone. I want to give you a name. I mentally beg towards my stomach. Just when she was about to give up, we were given our money shot.
"There it is. You have a son." She pointed to the frozen picture to show us what pars we were looking at. I have a son; with Grissom. Somebody pinch me. Dr. Cats prints up the pictures and hands them to Grissom who studied them once more before putting them in his shirt pocket.
"Thank you Dr. Cats." He says for both of us.
"It's my pleasure. This is my favorite part of the job. I'll see you again in a month." She walks us to the counter where I make my next appointment and we leave.
GRISSOM POV-SOME REPEATING CONVERSATION HERE
Oh dear god. Ok, just don't look at her and do whatever Sara does. I wait for Sara to sign in and then sit next to her. I already knew that she would sit as far away as possible as she could from Heather. We've been sitting on for a few minutes when we hear Sara's name called. Thank you God! I follow Sara and watch her get weighed. Only one hundred and thirty pounds! I'll have to get her to eat more. We are led to our room and Sara's blood pressure is taken.
"It's a little high again Sara." Again? I am so out of the loop.
"Stressful day." I'll say. The nurse leaves and I raise my eyebrow in question.
"My last visit was the same day I came home to you sitting on the steps of my apartment building." Would she have ever told me before the baby did if I hadn't been sitting there that day? I can only wonder.
Sara excuses herself to use the bathroom and I wait by myself in the tiny room. I flip through the pamphlets on various woman issues and then study the pictures of babies in the womb. It's so fascinating. This is how Sara catches me. I smile and shrug at her. She smiles and hugs me briefly before using my shoulder to hoist herself back on the table. Her doctor enters a minute later. She looks to be about Sara's age, but that's all they have on common. This woman is shorter and much curvier than my Sara. She might weigh around the same as Sara plus or minus ten pounds, but Sara's height is an advantage for her. She smiles and is friendly. I shake her hand when I am introduced and for am content to be an observer. I listen to the conversation and even though it's professional, it has a personal overtone to it.
"High blood pressure again, Sara. You know what that means." She sighs. I smirk.
"I know. I'm on lab duty now. I've been fine; no issues. Everyone knows now and I'm not trying to hide it anymore. We just ran into someone in the lobby and then again in your waiting room. It was a tense conversation because she doesn't work with us and therefore wasn't aware of our relationship or the baby."
"I see. Well, she obviously knows now." Dr. Cats tried to put a lighter spin on it. I see her smile gratefully and look at me. I am humiliated and it's obvious; especially to Sara. I'm grateful for Sara not spilling the details of our encounter with Heather. It's time to move on with the check up. Thankfully, Dr. Cats said something before I could.
"Shall we take a look at this little one?" She guides Sara to lie down and then lifts her shirt up to expose her belly. She measures from the top of the baby to her pubic bone and jots down the measurement. She feels around trying to determine the position and is kicked in response. She asks about her eating habits and I know she answered honestly. I am attentive and taking in every word being said by the both of them. I look over and smiles at me. I return it. I love her.
"Follow me and we'll go see this little one." She fixes Sara's shirt and I stand to help her down from the table. We follow the doctor to a small room and again Sara lies on the table, but this time, I move to stand near her head. She smells so good. I want you.
"Do you want to know the sex?" She asks us. We nod.
"If he or she will tell us, then yes, we want to know." I felt the need to provide a verbal answer to match the physical one we just gave her. Dr. Cats turned on the machine and puts a probe on Sara's abdomen. We are granted our first look at the baby. I lean closer to Sara's ear. I can't wait. She has to know this right now.
"You are an amazing woman, Sara. Thank you for sharing this with me. I love you so much." I can't believe that part of my DNA is inside her body. Biology is amazing. This is amazing. Stop crying! I tell myself.
"I love you too." She says in a whisper to me. I wonder if I am forgiven for the Heather thing of which I had no control over. Wow, that kid is really moving in there. I still can't believe that's my baby in her body.
"…mommy and daddy want to give you a name." Daddy; I like the sound of that.
"There it is; a boy." I have a son. I gratefully accept the pictures when they are handed to me and can't help but look them over one more before putting them in my pocket. Sara wiped off her belly and covered herself again. We walk with the doctor to the counter. I wait while Sara makes her next appointment and then we leave together. This is one of the best moments in my life so far and I am happy to have Sara share it with me.
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A/N: They have a son. Kudos to you to have guessed they were having a boy. I love the reviews and kindly ask that they keep coming. Have a great day everyone. Kelly