Chapter 17
They drove to Sara's doctor's office with soft music playing.
"Gil, they are dancing." she said placing his hand on her belly.
He drove while feeling his babies "dance" in his wife's belly.
I hope they are ok.
When they finally saw Dr. Williams, she did all the tests and examined Sara. Sara dressed and Grissom helped her with her shoes.
"Sara, I want to put you on total bedrest for two weeks. No getting up for anything other than the bathroom and to shower. I also want to put you on a diet. You are gaining fine, but I am concered about your anemia. The nurse will give you the diet to follow. Come back in two weeks, and I'll check you again." Dr. Williams said.
"Ok, Georgia, I'll do whatever you say." Sara said honestly.
"I will too. I'll call the lab when we get home and put in for a leave. I may just retire and spend time with my family." Grissom thought aloud.
"Forget about it, Gilbet." Sara said.
"I'll let you two fight this out later. Sara, I will tell you, let your husband do what he thinks is best. He has done the same for you. I think the world of you both and I don't want either of you under alot of stress." the doctor said.
"Whatever you say, Doc." Grissom joked.
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After they arrived home and Grissom arranged Sara in bed with books, the remote and a snack, he went to call Ecklie and then Catherine.
"Conrad, we need to talk." Grissom began.
"What's on your mind, Gil?" Ecklie wondered.
"Sara is having some complications and I think it would be best if I took a leave of absence." Grissom said quickly.
"Is she alright? Do you need anything?" Ecklie even suprised himself.
"No thanks, Conrad. We'll be fine and Sara is doing great. She is having some fairly common pregancy complications and has to be on bed rest for a couple of weeks. I want to be off for the rest of her pregancy and maybe longer. I am thinking a year. " Grissom finally admitted.
"Damn Gil. I knew one day you'd think about leaving, but I really didn't think it would happen this soon." Ecklie had no idea what to say.
"I just want a leave for now. I will talk to Catherine, I assume you'd like her to take over grave?" Grissom asked.
"Yes, you call her. Give Sara my best. I haven't always liked her Gil, but I respect the hell out of her and really do think she is the best criminalist I've ever had the displeasure of working with."
Grissom laughed, "I'll tell her and thank you."Grissom hung up then and went to check on Sara.
Hank was cuddled up to Sara on the huge bed and had his head resting on her big belly. Sara was rubbing his head and humming.
"You two are a lovely sight to see."
"You are partial. I am a big fat mess and Hank is slobbering." Sara said laughing.
"You are big, but you're not fat, and I think you are beautiful."Grissom whispered as he bent to kiss her.
Hank jumped off the bed and ran to his water bowl, getting a big drink.
"What are we going to do, GIl? How are we going to manage things if I can't get up?" Sara worried.
"We'll be fine, and it's only for two weeks, Sara, not two months. I'll go make something to eat, ok?"
"Good, we are starving." Sara said patting her big belly.
"You are always starving." Grissom said as he ducked to miss a pillow being thrown his direction.
"Food, Gil. Food." Sara was laughing too.
--A/N- More fluff on the way, keep the faith.
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