Chapter 4

"How are you?" Catherine asked as Gil and Sara walked into her office.

Sara smiled. "Nothing hurt but my pride," she said, rubbing her backside.

"You would think that an experienced CSI would know better them to get herself carjacked," Nick said, chuckling, "I'm glad you are OK."

"Anyway," Catherine said, "We found out something interesting."

"That would be?" Gil asked.

"Our John Doe with his head bashed in is related to the carjacker that Sara took a hunk out of," Greg said.

"What?" Sara questioned.

"The DNA from our first carjacker and the one you scratched are related, brothers," Catherine said, handing Sara the results of the DNA testing.

"Well I'll be…" Sara said.

"All hail the king of crime solving," Hodges said, walking into the office.

Gil looked at him.

"Hi Boss, didn't know you were here. As always I have solved your case," Hodges said, handing Catherine a piece of paper, "The trace Doc sent me came from a silver mine."

"One of how many in Nevada?" Nick asked.

"True there are many, my doubting CSI subject," Hodges said, snickering, "But your king had already narrowed them down to four." He handed Nick a piece of paper.

"Finally got a hit on that print," Wendy said, "It took a while because I had to go nation wide. It belongs to Reggie Carson. He was arrested in Florida a few years ago for joy riding."

Nick looked at his paper, "One of those mines belongs to a Herman Carson."

"Grab Brass and pay him a visit," Catherine said.

"I can help," Sara said.

Catherine smiled, "You still have two days off. Go home and spend them with your husband."

Gil smiled and put his arm around Sara's waist, "I like that idea."

On their way home Sara told Gil that she had made an appointment with her gynecologist for the next day.

"Fantastic, you want me to go with you?" he asked.

"I would like that," Sara said.

At the house Gil went down to the office, "I need to get this organized."

Sara smiled and kissed his cheek, "I think I interrupted you the last time."

Gil just smiled, "A beautiful interruption." A warm feeling filled him as he remembered the love they shared.

Sara walked over to her desk and fired up her computer while Gil went about setting up his space.

"Hon," Sara called, "Your Mother is on line and wants to talk to you."

Gil walked over to Sara's desk, "Hi Mom," he signed.

Sara moves over to let Gil talk to his Mother.

"I want you and Sara to join me for dinner," Betty Grissom signed.

Gil looked at Sara, Sara nodded. "Where?" Gil asked.

"Meet me at Mario's in an hour," Betty told them, "I have a surprise for you."

"What?" Gil asked.

"It would not be a surprise if I told you," Betty signed, "Bye."

Gil chuckled.

"Should we tell her about our decision?" Gil asked Sara.

"I think we should wait until it happens," Sara told him.

Gil pulled her into his arms and kissed her, "Maybe we should get things started."

Sara laughed and pulled away, "We have to get ready to meet your Mother. There is no way I want to explain we were late to her. 'Sorry we're late Betty but your son and I were having sex.' "

Gil laughed, "I think she would approve."

Sara and Gil showered and dressed and left to meet Mrs. Grissom at Mario's.

"Your mother is waiting for you Dr. Grissom," the hostess told them as she waved for a matradee to escort Gil and Sara to her table.

With his mother in view Gil stops, "Who is that?" he wonders out loud when he sees a man sitting next to his mother.

The matradee pulls out Sara's chair, places menu's on the table and asks if either of them would like a cocktail before dinner.

"No thank you," Gil said, looking at his mothers companion.

Betty smiled, "You look confused," she signs.

"Uncle Robert?," is Gil's reply.

"I am surprised you remember, you have not seen him in a while," Betty signs, "Robert, this lovely lady is his wife, Sara."

Gil takes the hand that is extended to him, flashes of time spent at his uncles cabin comes back to him.

"Uncle Robert is the one who taught me to fly fish," he told Sara.

As orders were taken and food eaten Sara sits and smiles as the three of them catch up on what has been going on. Even though Sara's sign language is much improved she only manages to catch bits and pieces of what they are saying.

Betty looks at Sara, "I am so sorry," she signs, "We did not intend to leave you out of the conversation."

Sara smiles them signs, "I am enjoying myself. Any way I have never witnessed a conversation between three people that is so quiet."

This caused everyone to smile. Gil tells Sara that Robert used to take him camping during the summer months.

"Robert was the one I went to with delicate questions when I was growing up," Gil said, "You know - all that GUY stuff Mom either could not or did not want to talk about."

Catherine let out a sigh of relief as she pushed her chair from the desk. Herman Carson turned out to be the grandfather of Reggie and Martin Carson. The abandoned silver mine was being used to store parts of the hijacked cars, e mails on Martin's computer led them to Jonas Young, thought to be one of Vegas' more honest used parts dealers - it was fairly clear now as to why his prices were so cheap. Arrests were made, charges filed and Catherine could put that one in the CLOSED file.

"Catherine Willows?" a young man asked.

"Yes," Catherine said.

He handed her an envelope, asked her to sign for it, then walked away.

"The law office of Olson, Olson and Myers?" Catherine said, looking at the return address. Catherine read then reread the letter.

"You look like you seen a ghost," Nick said, from the doorway.

"I have," Catherine said handing him the letter.

"I didn't even know she was dead," Nick said.

"Neither did I," Catherine replied, "And why would I be mentioned in her will?"

At 10 the next morning Sara was sitting on the exam table clothed in nothing but one of those horrifying hospital gowns. She hated this part of her yearly physical but if they were going to start a family then this was a necessary part of it.

Dr. Ball came in, "Hello Sara. Dr. Grissom," Sharon said, "Is it that time of the year already?"

"That and Gil and I have decided to start a family and well I wanted to make sure that everything was alright."

"Great, shall we get started?" Sharon said.

Sara nodded, lay back and exhaled deeply as the exam started. Sharon poked here and there then looked at Sara.

"You can go or stay for this part, Dr. Grissom," Sharon said as she eased Sara's legs up into the stirrups.

Gil chose to stay, he stood beside Sara and took her hand. After the exam Sharon helped Sara sit up, a very strange look was on her face. "What is it?" Gil asked, "You have had that same look all through the exam."

"You said you wanted to talk about starting a family, right?" Sharon asked.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Sara asked.

Sharon let out a loud chuckle, "It would appear that your family started before you had a chance to talk about it. I'll do an ultrasound but I would say that you are right at four weeks pregnant."

Gil looked at Sara, "You didn't tell me?"

"I didn't know," she said, "Are you sure?"

Sharon smiled, "I'm sure."

The ultrasound showed a healthy four week old fetus, all Gil and Sara could do was stare at it. Sara was give some prenatal vitamins, pamphlets on becoming a first time mom and a return appointment. "How?" Gil asked, in the car on their way home.

Sara smiled, "My birthday."

"What?" Gil asked, still confused.

By this time they had arrived at the house.

"You came back from Peru for my birthday, remember," Sara said. "Do I," Gil said smiling, "Three times in one night is not something I will soon forget."

"But I forgot something," Sara said.

"Your pill?" Gil asked.

"It had been a hectic week I was almost sure I had taken them and, well you were away so I seen no need to be concerned," Sara said. "And I decided to surprise you on your birthday," Gil said.

They both laughed. "Looks like we are the ones being surprised," Gil said, puling her into his arms and kissing her.

"This is something we HAVE to tell your mother," Sara said, chucking. "When I told her that I was not taking the professorship with her she was upset," Gil said, "This news will make her very happy, she always wanted grandchildren."

"GRANDCHILDREN!" Sara said, "I don't remember talking about more then one?"

Gil laughed, "A Sara for me and a Gilbert for you."