Grissom sat there, trying to actually focus on the paperwork in front of him. He tried to keep his eyes on the work which lay on the table but they kept drifting to the woman sitting on the couch at the other side of the room. He had purposefully sat at the table on the opposite Sara, he knew that he would not have chance of working if he tried as he was sat, and also knew that he had no chance of working if he was anywhere near Sara.
He just wanted to lay on the couch, hold her in his arms, talk about what their child might be like, lay his hand over her stomach and feel the movements of their child beneath his hand. His hands, arms and every fibre of him tried to resist the impulse to go over, crouch in front of the couch, whisper to Sara how beautiful she was, tuck the loose wisps of hair which were scattered across her face behind her ears, tell her how much he loved her. He forced his eyes back to the paper in front of him, but only read one sentence (one he had already read 3 times) before he found himself watching her again.
He smiled as she tried and failed to stifle a yawn. "Tired honey?" She nodded her head slightly.
"Just lay down there then, I'll wake you up if anything happens. Sorry there isn't anywhere quieter."
She looked at him. There was somewhere quieter, there was a couch in his office, and that would be virtually silent. Understanding what she was thinking he answered her unvoiced question.
"Ecklie 'accidentally' broke my worm farm the other week, he's only just got around to asking someone to clean it. He told me I wasn't allowed as there were living things involved and that the office had to be cleaned and sanitised before anyone could go back in. They were in there this afternoon, and the 12 hours to get the smell out of the room haven't passed yet. So, sorry, but here's the best I can do."
Sara nodded tiredly and laid the book she was reading down on the floor next to her. Grissom looked at the book, it was another of her many on babies and pregnancy, she had been going over all the sections on the actual birth recently. When he looked back up to her face she was sound asleep. He finally managed to get some work done.
After an hour of actually managing to work while Sara napped he stood up, rubbing the back of his neck which ached from sitting hunched over his work. He walked to the window and groaned at what he saw.
It was raining. Hard.
Vegas wasn't built for rain, he had tried to raise the situation with the sheriff several times, that Vegas needed some drains which could cope with the water and each time was fobbed off with excuses. He groaned aloud as he heard the rumble of thunder and saw the lights flicker. It was going to be a big storm, he wondered how much of the city would be fit and hoped fervently that nothing happened to Sara during the time that the city was hit by the storm.
"Gil?" He heard the faint sound coming from the couch. He looked over to see Sara, eyes still sleepy and hair tousled from lying on it, sitting up slightly and watching him.
He went over and raised her slightly off the couch. He sat down and the laid her down again so that her head now rested on his lap. He sat there idly stroking her hair as he answered her and spoke to her.
"Yes dear?"
"It's raining isn't it? Is there going to be a storm?"
"There already is a storm."
"Well then, this little one better not decide it's time to come out, half the city will be closed if it hits properly." She said laying a hand on her stomach. Grissom merely agreed with a simple "Mmmm." and turned his head to face look back out of the window.
They both lay there for a good 45 minutes, Grissom still stroking her hair, her head on his lap, watching the storm through the window.
Catherine stomped into the room suddenly, "I need a hot coffee and a shower." She declared, muttering angrily under her breath. Sara sighed and sat up, on the way whispering in Grissom's ear "Guess peace can only last for so long."
After she had actually sat up she began to speak to Catherine.
"The storm?" Catherine only nodded her head and growled before answering.
"The others should be in soon. Nick's just logging in some more evidence and should be here in a minute and Warrick is driving back now. None of us wanted to get stuck somewhere with weather like that. And the best part, the majority of all of our scenes were outside, so any evidence not gathered in the about 5 minutes we had after the rain hit has now been lost." She sat on the nearest chair with a thump, "After all the rest are back, I'm going to go grab a shower. They'll probably do the same thing."
A moment later Nick came into the room, heading (like Catherine) straight for the coffee machine and muttering under his breath about hot coffee's, showers and storms. Only to be followed another sort while later by Warrick also following the same path. Sara and Grissom both tried to keep their faces sympathetic as they both tried to fight back a laugh.
They both waited before speaking to them, after a short while the 3 wet CSI's were sat at the table, with varying degrees of disgust on their faces, and muttering varying levels of curses under their breath. Sara sat up properly as Grissom went to go get them both some juice until the other died down.
"Wet out there?" Grissom teased. Sara stared at him, surprised to see him teasing in work and looking so relaxed, the rest barely noticed how out of character this was and simply glared at him.
He struggled to keep his face straight as he faced the glares. Eventually he broke, his face broke into a grin and he stifled a chuckle and quickly turned around and busied himself making juice. Sara decided to talk to them instead, also trying not to grin.
"How much of the city is down so far then?" Warrick and Nick just groaned, still not ready for talking. Leaving Catherine to answer as all three tried to gulp down their coffees.
"About a third so far, but the storms only just started. The strip's still up, as are the hospitals and everything major. The seedy motels are down, the decent ones are hit-and-miss. All the ones that are out are on the other half. It's only just hitting this area."
Sara nodded. The lights in the break room suddenly flickered briefly before coming back on. Catherine grimaced.
"Make that it's hitting this area now."
"I'll go grab the lamps and a few candles." Grissom called from over by the fridge, "The lights will probably be down soon." He left one glass of juice on the counter and handed the other to Sara with a quick smile before going to go find the lamps they had for situations like this. They had once been stuck with only the torches from their kits, will technically bright enough they had all discovered the problems with having to hold the lights and with lights that could roll.
Catherine groaned as the lights went again, they flickered again but stayed on.
"Right" she declared, after gulping down the rest of her coffee, "after Grissom comes back, I'll make sure he has the lamps and then I'm off to get a shower while I can still see what I'm doing." Nick and Warrick murmured agreement, but managed little more than murmuring still feeling totally disheveled.
They waited a few moments and then Grissom arrived, carrying a half empty box of lamps and a few candle stubs along with a box of matches. He deposited them all down on the table before beginning to speak.
"Right, we have some candles and some matches in case the lamps run out. And we have half of the lamps. Greg grabbed the rest off me. All the techs are planning to hang about together, I think in Trace in order to annoy Hodges, but I've told them they're all welcome in here, so doubtless we'll get a Greg at some point, and we might get the rest, depends on what they decide."
Catherine clapped her hands together. "Right then, I'm off for a quick shower." Warrick stood up to follow as Nick finished off his coffee. As Warrick drew close with Grissom, Grissom lay a hand on Warricks arm and spoke to him before he could leave the room, Catherine turning around to see what was said.
"Warrick! Separate shower from Catherine!" He said in a voice which would not tolerate any arguments. Nick stuffed his fist in his mouth so he didn't laugh, Sara glanced at Grissom speculatively and Warrick turned his face away embarrassed and nodded slightly. Catherine however glared at Grissom.
"Catherine, I'm very happy for both you and Warrick, and what you get up to out of work is your business, but not in the lab." Catherine opened her mouth to reply, Grissom stepped in first though cutting her off. "And you're not getting off on any technicalities by saying technically they are not in the lab. I'm still your supervisor right now, and I say no playing around in work. If me and Sara have to stick to that so do you and Warrick."
Sara's eyes widened, they widened even more when he turned and winked at her. Catherine tried to hold back a smile while Nick grinned at Grissom and Warrick coughed, still embarrassed about what Grissom had implied with him and Catherine.
Grissom lowered his arm to let Warrick pass and both Catherine, Warrick and Nick all filed out of the room.
Sara approached Grissom and leant against him, moving closer as she felt him place his arm around her shoulders. She reached up and took hold of his hand. She looked at him. "So we have to behave in work do we?"
He grinned back, "There has to be some perks to being boss. I reckon we can get away with it if shift has technically ended."
Sara adopted a thoughtful expression, a smile still on her face and a glint in her eye. "Hmmmm, that could hold interesting ideas."
"Such as joint showers." Sara laughed lightly at his reply.
"Talking about that, why did you decide to caution Cath and Warrick, neither would have probably thought of it. Or was it something your mind couldn't help dwelling on?"
"When baby is out, why don't I show you some ideas I had about that."
Sara grinned and quickly raised her eyebrows at him before just as quickly lowering them. Grissom smiled and placed a light kiss on her lips. "You alright if I leave you here for a little bit? I'll be back soon, I just want to tell Archie to save everything in the A/V lab and turn it all off, and tell the rest of the techs to not start any new tests which involve a machine. That and I'll go see if Judi's ok and if she wants to join us and see if she knows how bad it is. You be alright?"
Sara nodded. "I'm a big girl, can look after myself, not afraid of the dark no more." Grissom chuckled at both what she was saying and how she was saying it. He kissed her lightly again before giving her shoulders a squeeze and heading out of the break room door.
He walked along the corridor, called in on Archie, then went around to the various places in the lab delivering his message before going to the front desk and speaking to Judi. When that was sorted he wandered back to the break room, saw that only Sara was in their still and went in, speaking to her as he entered before he had even settled in again.
"Seen all the different areas and all the techs know not to start anything. Judi's already said she's going to hang with the techs wherever they are, Greg had already asked her. She's been listening to the radio and bad news ..."
It was at this point that the light flickered and cut out again, the lamps Sara had already set up and switched on on the table keeping the room light, Grissom noticed some gone and assumed she had taken some into the showers. He smiled wryly as he saw that Sara was still fine despite the sudden loss of power.
"As I was about to say, bad news is the whole city is down, all the hospitals, fire departments, everything. So junior better not decide now is a good time to come out, 'cos we can't get you anywhere, 'cos roads are blocked up as well."
As he approached Sara he saw a distracted expression on her face, and a slightly worried look in her eyes at the news she had just heard.
Grissom sped up his approach anxiously.
"Honey what's wrong?"
"My water just broke."