A Fairytale Romance...sort of

Chapter Two:

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing...damn! I'll keep checking e-bay.

Summary: Sara's been extremely moody lately, and she finally snaps, pushing Grissom away. Will she be able to get him back or not? GSR

A/N: This isn't beta-ed, blah, blah, blah. Oh, and this was a personal challenge from StokesSidle...sorry it took so long to get this chapter up!

Sara's heart was racing as she tried to remember if she had her period this month. She swore again as she realized she should have had it two weeks ago. She took deep breaths in an attempt to calm down. She stood up on shaky legs and used the wall for leverage. Her head was spinning and she felt another bout of queasiness. She dropped to her knees, bruising them as she did so, and vomited again into the toilet. She grabbed her hair and held it up to avoid the mess. After she was done, she tied her hair up just in case she started puking again.

She drew in a breath and walked over to the sink. Her appearance shocked her; her face was as white as a sheet, sweat was beaded on her brow, and her eyes were red and bloodshot from crying. She ran some cold water into the sink, and she splashed it into her face. The water felt very refreshing against her pallid face and it helped it to regain some color in her face. She then got the Listerine from inside her bag and rinsed her mouth to get rid of the bitter taste.

She collapsed on the bed again, and scooted up to the headboard and hugged the pillow to her chest. At least it smelled clean, and that was a good sign to her. She could not stop the flow of tears as she remembered how horribly she treated Gil. She put her hands on her stomach and wondered if there was a baby in there. She wanted to either confirm whether or not there was, so she walked downstairs and drove to a pharmacy. She picked up a pregnancy test and nervously walked back up to her room. She pulled the thin box out of her purse and looked at it as if it had three heads. She sighed and figured that she needed to face the inevitable.

"Okay, why are most women excited to pee on a stick?" she muttered, sliding the "stick" out of the box and heading to the bathroom. "Okay, 'results take approximately three minutes. Plus sign is positive, minus is negative'...duh!"

Sara took the test, and set it down on the counter top of the sink. She then walked into the bedroom and decided to get ready for bed. She rooted through her bag, and she found a sweatshirt she had not meant to pack. It was a grey one that had UNLV on the front in gold-colored letters. She knew it was Grissom's but she was the one who mostly wore it. She had, however, seen him wear it last. She brought it up to her face and buried her nose in the fabric...it smelled just like him. Tears welled up in her eyes and they spilled over, dotting the sweatshirt with the salt drops. She dried her eyes and her heart ached as she whispered, "I'm sorry!"

She quickly changed into the sweatshirt and a pair of shorts before walking back into the bathroom. She walked over to the sink and picked up the pregnancy test. Before looking at it, she promised herself that she would love this baby and care for it, even if Grissom would not. She removed her thumb and saw a horizontal line and then a vertical one going through it. She sighed as she realized that her life would be forever changed after this. After tossing the test into the wastepaper basket, she crawled into the bed, and tried to get some sleep.

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Across town, Grissom was also attempting to get some shut-eye. He hugged Sara's pillow and his tears soaked the fabric. It smelled just like her hair which was always in his face every morning. He loved how the first thing he felt and smelled was her hair, ensuring him that this was real. Tonight however, even though he could smell it, it made him feel worse. The scent made him remember that he had her, but lost her.

"Sara, I'm sorry!" he cried.

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Sara was awoken the next morning by her stomach. Surprisingly, it was not queasy, just hungry. She drug herself out of bed and called for room service. A hotel worker brought up her breakfast of toast, fruit, and milk quickly. After feeding herself, she jumped into the showered to get clean. Since she had not packed any of her hygiene products, she had to use the hotel's shampoo and soap. She did not smell like she normally did, but at least she was clean. She quickly packed up her stuff and drove back to their home.

Before exiting the car, she prepared her heart for the rejection she knew was coming. She sighed and dried her eyes of the tears with his sweatshirt and climbed out of the car. She walked up to the front door and rung the doorbell. It took a few moments until she heard someone walking over to the door. The oak door swung open, revealing a very tired, emotionally drained Grissom. Tears filled her eyes as she realized that she did all this damage.

When Grissom saw his lover on the front porch, he felt a million different emotions flowing through him. Relief that she was home, scared that she would just grab the rest of her things and leave, sadness that she had done what she did, and lastly hope because she was wearing his sweatshirt. He swallowed and said quietly, "Hi Sara."

She heard the raw emotion in his voice. She heard, hurt, anger, and sadness the most, and it damn near killed her to know that she cause all of it. She felt the tears prickle her eyes and she tried to blink them away, unsuccessfully. The tears trickled down her cheeks and Grissom saw the regret and sorry in her eyes. His heart melted and he tried to comfort her as best he could by pulling her into his arms. He stroked her back and tried to mollify her by cradling her closely. She hugged him tightly and sobbed into his shoulder, repeating the same words over and over and over again: I'm sorry!

A/N 2: Okay, not big cliffhanger, but how will he react to the news of Sara's pregnancy. Normally people have her scared that he'll be mad, and then he's thrilled...maybe I'll have her convinced he'll love the baby, but then have him ditch the two. Not sure...please review and you'll get a cookie and a few hugs!