Hot heads and ripped pants
As much as Sara hated her stomach showing she had no choice, she was running out of clothes. She put on the last pair of pants that fit with distain and picked one of the few shirts that would stretch over her ever-growing stomach.
Grissom found her in the bedroom inspecting her figure in the large mirror and smiled. He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, placing his splayed hands over her womb. In response he felt the babies kicking his hands furiously.
"They do that every time" she said as she disengaged herself from his embrace and headed for the bathroom to relieve herself. He chuckled under his breath and headed out to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.
Sara came out sniffing the air "God that coffee smells good" she said through a sigh as Grissom handed her a cup of tea. She gave him a death glare then sipped at her tea. "Griss, we need to stop and get me some new clothes, these pants are the only ones that fit and they're a little tight" she commented to him.
"If it's not too busy tonight we'll go to the mall. Is that alright?" he questioned as he placed their cups in the sink and helped her off the chair she was sitting in.
"I guess it will have to. When I bought these the clerk said it would carry me through my entire pregnancy. I'm only in my seventh month and look at me!" she practically cried out loud. Grissom gave her a hug "sweetie, I think you're the most beautiful woman in the world."
This seemed to work as she cheered up and they headed out the door to work. It turned out to be a busy night and there was no chance they were going to be able to make it to the mall. Sara was downright mad when she walked onto the scene. Greg waited for her and took in her mood, deciding it better to give her space he moved when she wanted him to do something.
"Greg?" she yelled about an hour into the job and he ran over to where she was.
"What, everything ok?" he asked in a rushed voice when he saw her sitting on the floor. She gave him a look that could turn hair white then held out her hands to him "help me off this damn floor" she yelled.
Greg bit his lip to keep from laughing and Sara decided to ignore him while he was helping her. Once she was off the floor she headed over to the door but Greg stopped her "Uh Sara" he said with trepidation.
"What!?" she asked back impatiently, making him wince.
"Your pants" he said so low she almost didn't hear him.
"What about my pants?" she questioned.
Greg swallowed hard trying to get up the courage to tell her "Greg" she yelled and he just spit it out "Your pants are ripped". She closed her eyes for a second and then turned slightly to look at the back of her pants. She groaned out loud and then retrieved her phone out of her pocket.
"Grissom" he answered, not bothering to look at the caller ID.
"Gil, I need some pants" she said quickly.
"Sara, I told you. We'll get you some as soon as shift is done" he replied.
"No! I don't think you understand" she yelled into the phone which caused him to pull it away from his ear momentarily "my pants ripped and I need new ones" she finished a little lower.
His light chuckle coming from the other end of the phone did nothing for her mood and she yelled over the phone "Gilbert Grissom if you don't get over here now you are going to…"
"I'll be over as soon as I can dear" he said quickly.
"You better" she yelled again and hung up the phone. She stomped over to the Denali and sat herself in the passenger seat. Something else she had to get used to, she couldn't drive. Her stomach was too big.
She was still sitting there when Warrick showed up at the scene to help. He looked over at Greg, who was still processing and then over to Sara, who had fallen asleep. He let her sleep as he walked up to Greg and nodded his head "Hey Greggo, heard you needed some help" and he nodded in Sara's direction.
"Yeah, we had a minor blowout and that's all your getting" he said while picking up a piece of evidence. Warrick chuckled "where do you need me?" Greg pointed him in the right direction. Once Warrick was there it took little more time to get the scene done.
Warrick took the evidence into the lab while Greg followed in his car. Grissom met them at the entrance and didn't seem surprised to see Sara asleep in the passenger seat. She was becoming more and more tired lately. He walked up to the car and opened the passenger side, gently nudging Sara awake.
She opened her eyes and looked up to the smiling face of Grissom. "I fell asleep again didn't I" she asked him and he nodded his head in response. He held up a lab coat for her and she smiled back at him. She ended up spending the rest of the night in one of the layout labs going over evidence.
She was looking at a piece of evidence when Warrick came in and coerced her into the break room with a promise of chocolate cake. When she got there Grissom had already set out her lunch and she sat down with him to eat.
Warrick sat down as well and Greg was soon to follow. Greg looked over at Sara and Grissom and nodded. "Gil, don't forget we have to stop by the mall on our way home" Sara reminded him.
"I didn't forget dear" he responded in a light tone so he wouldn't make her mad again. Warrick watched the exchange with humor and chuckled slightly right before coughing to try and cover it up.
Sara looked over at him and he stopped, practically biting his lip to keep in the laughter. Grissom gave him a warning look while taking a bite to ward off his own laughter.
To all my loyal readers I have to say I am sorry for taking so long to post chapters to my stories. With finals coming up for all my students and my own graduation looming only one week away to say things are hectic would be an understatement! Not to mention the fact I only have weekend rights to my own computer. I am working on it though, so leave an encouraging word and keep tuning in.
Connie