Chapter 22
Grissom was as calm as he had ever been, while Sara was in a slight panic.
"Gil! Do you have your names written down? Do you have the camera charged? What about my bag? Gil! Did you call Hank's sitter? Did you call my Mother? Gil?"
Grissom was putting the cameras in the bag, and gettiing the list of names to add with Sara's belongings. He fed Hank, gave him fresh water, and then went to take a shower.
"Gil? What are you doing? For Pete's sake, I am in labor!" Sara called.
Waddling in to thier bathroom, Sara said, "Gilbert! What are you doing?"
"I am taking a shower, honey. There is no rush, you aren't having contractions, the bags are packed, you have everything you need, I called everyone and I needed a shower."
Sara grinned at him, kissed his soapy face and waddled back to the kitchen. She got a glass of milk and sat down. Looking around the kitchen, she grinned as she remembered when she and Grissom first looked at the home they now shared.
"Oh, Gil. I love this house!" Sara said as they pulled into the driveway.
"We haven't gone inside yet. I have to say, I love it too."Grissom grinned.
Getting out of the car, they met the real estate broker and she led them into the house.
Walking into the entry hall, they looked at each other, smiling, they both knew this was their future home. Sara and Grissom wandered throughout the house and whispered like children hiding a secret. They were hiding a huge secret. They were deeply in love, planning a future, and extremely happy.
Moving day was a mess. Grissom was called in early by Brass and Sara was left at the new house alone with Hank and a ton of boxes. She had made alot of headway by the time the very tired "bugman" came home. He was thrilled with the touches she put in the den, the kitchen and most importantly, their bedroom.
"Looks great, Sara." Grissom complimented her.
"Thanks, babe. The sofa and chair will be here in the afternoon." She informed him.
Smiling, Sara thought of all the happy times they had shared in this home. It was a real home. The only one she had ever had and she couldn't wait to share it with their children.
Grissom was getting dressed in the bedroom. He went to the closet for a clean shirt, and saw Sara's old vest. It was in plastic, she wouldn't throw it out. He remembered the desert, Natalie and her rescue. He thought of the days Sara laid in the hospital recovering, the night he came home from being with her non -stop, when he burned the miniature of his office in the fireplace. He remembered thier wedding, the wedding night, and the letter she left him with. He thought of the phone calls, emails and letters they shared while she was gone and the joy they shared when she returned.
Grissom was smiling with big tears running down his bearded face when his wife waddled into the room.
"Gil, I think I am having a contraction." Sara said.
"Are you alright?"he asked.
"Grissom, I just told you I am in labor. No, I am not alright!"Sara informed him.
PIcking up the phone, he dialed the doctor, Brass and Laura. Then, picking up Sara's bags, they left their home never to return as the same people that walked out. They would return parents.
--A/N- Get ready. This is going to be fun. Please review.