Sara was surprised when she woke just before evening broke later that day. She hadn't expected to get back into the rhythm of work so quickly. She had been sleeping normal hours, not night-shift hours. She had been slightly happy when Grissom had told her that she could not go back to work that night after the shock had worn off. She also knew that this way she could tell Grissom before she told the rest, she was planning to wait until the 3 month mark so that she could safely tell the others, but she wanted Grissom to know right from the beginning. She had meant to ask Catherine how she thought she could tell him, but in the excitement of catching up on what she had missed she had forgotten to ask her. And even if she had remembered it meant talking about Grissom which she wasn't quite comfortable doing yet.
She laid in bed as her plan for the day ran through her head, she decided to try and stay to her normal work timetable to help her get back into the swing of it, which unfortunately meant getting out of bed. Groaning slightly she climbed out of bed and shivered as the cold air touched her after the heat under the covers, quickly heading for the shower in an attempt to warm up again. Her mind wandered as she went onto auto-pilot, into the shower, out of the shower, dry her hair, get dressed and go grab some food. Her thoughts only stopped wandering after she had eaten, she found herself sat in the car and already driving to work. Shaking her head and smiling at what she had done, she changed direction slightly and decided to head into town instead. Everything was open 24-hours in Vegas.
She allowed her mind to wander again as she drove into town. How would she tell the others? How would she tell Grissom? Which room would she use? What colour would she paint the room? Would Grissom help her paint the room? What would everyone in work think?
After her mind had wandered aimlessly through these questions several times she found herself trying out different ways of telling them all. The only thing she knew was that she was going to tell them as a group and not individually, probably in the break room. She considered how to tell the techs but she knew that word would soon get around, that the female techs would notice anyway. She knew that she would ask Greg to be there, but she also knew that there was no way she could keep him away if he knew she was telling everyone something. Besides she didn't like the idea of Hodges been around when she told them. She didn't have anything against him personally, she just didn't want one of his sarcastic comments to ruin it all.
'Guys, I'm pregnant. In months time there will be another mini geek around here. Lindsey is going to get a little friend soon. You're all gonna be uncles. Everyone, I'm going to be leaving you again in about 5 months, but only for a little while.'
Her mind didn't settle on a set phrase, but she immediately ruled out lots of them. Driving through town she called by the store picking up the fruit and juice she had decided that she needed to buy earlier, the night before. As she set off to drive home she spotted a book store and pulled up outside.
After finding a few books she thought looked good she paid for them and headed back home. After tidying up what needed tidying and setting some lunch cooking slowly he curled up in a chair and started reading one of the books. She was soon engrossed in reading about all the changes which would be happening in her body in the next 8 months. She was also amazed at the changes she now knew had already happened.
She completely forgot about food which had now stopped cooking, the cooker having been turned off by the timer. She didn't realise how much time had passed until she heard a knocking on the door. Glancing up at the clock she saw that the CSI's shift had technically ended. The only people who knew she was back were Catherine and Grissom. Catherine was at dinner with Warrick. Her mind raced as she realised it was Grissom.
"Gimme a minute!" She shouted loud enough for him to Grissom as she pulled open a drawer and shoved the books she had just bought into it. She needed to tell Grissom, but she didn't want him to find out that way. Not by seeing a book.
She made her way to the door, smoothing her hair down on the way. Opening it she saw Grissom stood there, a pizza box in one hand and a single rose in the other, a grin on his face.
Sara stood back and invited him into the house, before shutting the door and following him as he wandered into the kitchen. She watched as he placed the pizza on her worktop but was still shocked when he suddenly spun around and held caught her about the waist. He leaned in and placed a quick kiss on her nose before pulling back and holding up the rose in front of him and between them. One hand still resting on her waist.
Sara reached out to take the rose, "It's beautiful, thank you." She whispered. She went and pulled a tall narrow glass vase out of the cupboard, filled it with water and placed the rose into it. Walking through to the living room she placed it on the table. Wiping away a tear which had formed at the corner of her eye as she walked back into the kitchen. She leaned against the doorframe and watched Grissom as he moved around the kitchen not knowing she was watching, she smiled as he opened almost every cupboard before finding the plates and bringing two out of the cupboard.
He noticed Sara stood in the doorway and glanced up and smiled. He picked up the pizza box and held it out to her as he opened it. "Would madam like a slice of vegetarian pizza?"
She smiled at him, "I thought you hated vegetable pizza's."
"No, I do hate them. But you don't, and your house." Sara smiled and helped herself to a slice as Grissom dished it out onto the two plates.
He carried both plates into the living room and sat down as Sara followed and sat down on the chair opposite where he sat on the couch. They chatted amiably as they finished off the pizza, Grissom grimacing slightly, Sara trying not to laugh at Grissom's expression and eating it happily. Eventually Grissom asked the question which had been laying unspoken between them.
"Sara, what did you do while you gone?"
"I relaxed, that's all. I didn't really do that much." Grissom nodded.
"OK, I know relaxing isn't a huge part of you, but I understand. But why did you go?"
"I needed to think. Things happened too fast between us. And I was making a large decision at the time. I just needed some time away to think clearly and to work a few things out."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to come on strong or anything. I wanted to wait until you were ready."
"Gil it's not your fault. I wanted it as much as you did. And I was the one who urged it on, you asked and I said yes."
"I'm still sorry. I should have known that you weren't ready."
"Gil, it's fine, stop beating yourself up about it. I'm back, it's fine."
"We still need to talk about us." Sara looked up slightly shocked, not knowing what he was going to say, and nervous that he would try to break it off.
"Sara. I still want there to be an us. I still want to see you. If that's alright with you?" Sara nodded silently, not knowing what to say, she had been scared he was saying that it was a mistake and then he was telling her that he wanted them to have a future. As if reading her thoughts he carried on.
"Also, I don't regret and I never will regret what happened between us that night. But I was thinking, we didn't use anything." He finished quietly and continued at the same pitch. "I mean we didn't use any protection. I'm perfectly healthy, it's not like I sleep around, because I never sleep with anyone if there is no emotion involved. And I'm assuming you're also healthy, I mean it's not like your promiscuous or anything. Not saying that you aren't attractive or that you haven't had the opportunity." He finished quickly, embarrassed at it coming out that wrong, he calmed down and was thankful for Sara's gentle smile instead of laughing at him.
"What I'm trying to say is I think it should be fine, but it was just worrying me, I didn't want anything to happen to either of us, I didn't want either of us to catch anything-" He was cut off by Sara bursting into laughter. She tried to stop but ended up just laughing harder until she fell off the chair making her laugh even more. Grissom, concerned at her odd behaviour peered at her worriedly.
"Sara are you OK?"
"I'm fine" she managed to say breathlessly still laughing, just thinking of something.
Which just set her off giggling again, 'Oh Gil Grissom, I don't think you need to worry about either of us catching anything. You still don't know what I already caught off you.'
Finally managing to gain some control she clutched at her sides as her ribs ached from so much laughing, tears now running down her face. She asked Grissom if he would mind grabbing her a tissue out of the bottom drawer of their for me. She realised too late that it was the drawer she had hidden the pregnancy books in. Her laughter immediately stopped as she remembered. She looked up but it was already too late, he had already opened the drawer.
Silently he pulled out the box of tissues and handed them to Sara, before shutting the drawer and sitting next to her on the floor. "You went to the clinic then to become pregnant. I'm guessing it took. You're pregnant?"
Sara nodded and opened her mouth to explain that she wasn't pregnant because of the clinic, that she hadn't been there except to explain that she no longer required the services it offered, even before she had found out it was pregnant. But Gil had started talking again before she could get any words out.
"OK, maybe I don't agree 100 with what you've done. But if you're happy with it then I'm happy for you, and I'll be there to support you every step of the way. I promise. Even if you did choose to go by the scientific root. I love you Sara, and I'll support you and care for you as long as you let me, and even then I'll still try."
Sara whispered back "I love you too Grissom."
"Do you think we could change back to Gil?"
She nodded. "I love you too, Gil." She took hold of his hand and leant against his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around her and held her close, both content just to be in each other's arms.
'Maybe it's best if I let him think that it was from the clinic. I don't want him to stay for the sake of the baby. I want him to stay because he wants to. It's probably best this way. I can at least see if he is serious about his promise before I tell him anyway. I can tell him tomorrow. But for tonight I don't want to spoil this moment.'
She was so content that she didn't realise that she was falling asleep. Grissom looked down at her a few minutes later to see her eye's closed and her breathing even. He rubbed her arm and kissed the top of her head before resting his cheek against it, quietly whispering, "I love you Sara. I just wish that it was by baby you were carrying, our baby, and not some strangers. But I'll still love it, even if I don't know who the father is it will still be half you. And I will love it because it is half you. You look beautiful tonight, I love you."
He rested his cheek on her for a few more minutes before carefully moving and lifting her up. He carried her gently into her bedroom before grabbing a spare cover which lay at the end of the bed. He watched her sleeping under the covers for about a minute before turning off the light and moving back into the living room. After tidying up the the plates from the living room, washing them up and putting them away, he sat down on the sofa, pulled the cover over him and laid down, he listened to Sara's breathing coming from the other room then happy that she was sleeping well, he also fell asleep. Content for now just to know that she was OK, and to have her know that he loved her. He smiled in his sleep as he remembered Sara that morning, telling him that she loved him too. Her soft voice whispering it, he smiled and slept well knowing that she was safe.