Chapter 2 Hey, athnks for sticking with me
Sara was never a woman who fussed with oddles of make-up, volumized hair-do's or fancy designer clothes.
A natural beauty.
But even the, rough around the edges, not a care in the world Sara was starting to get self conscious about her looks.
All of the sudden, she felt very plain, homey, and most of all very large.
Grissom on the other hand found beauty at every curve of Sara's expanding body.
He never found her plain, and not the least bit homey.
She didn't wear makeup cause she didn't need it, he thought.
Something about this woman bearing his child, he found down right....sexy.
He found it hard to keep his hands off of her.
He loved resting his head lightly on her belly and just listen to the gargle and sloshing sounds of her insides.
He would poke and probe at her belly in hopes that someone would poke or kick back.
Grissom never had any complaints about Sara's figure before, but he often found himself turned on even more at the sight of her figure now.
Most of all Grissom loved taking care of Sara.
A luxury he didn't always have.
Sara is a very head strong woman.
And for good reason.
She grew up independent.
Even through most of her adult life, independent and self reliant.
Even now Sara found herself enjoying Grissoms helping, sometimes pushy hand.
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"Sara, I knew this was not a good idea, we are not even half way home." Grissom trying to sound force, but was clearly panicked.
"Gil, Do me a favor and take a deep breath... " Sara winced as she grabbed her side and tried to squeeze the pain away.
"It's only a cramp, I am going to live." Grissom started pacing.
"What can I do? Do you need to sit? I'll call a cap!"
"No, no, no!" Sara was shaking her head while willing the pain to go away.
"Just give me a min, it's just a cramp, it'll pass." Sara's voice obviously strained.
Sara kept breathing deep, as she did so, noticed that Grissom was matching her actions.
As the pain started to subside she couldn't help but start laughing at a somewhat winded, very stressed out Grissom.
Sara now laughing out loud.
"My god, for someone who Supervises a lab full of people, interrogates suspects on a nightly bases, and comes face to face with cold blooded killers, you really do stress out easily!"
She said as she stood up strait and began walking again.
Grissom standing still a little dumbfounded, but ultimately relieved that nothing was seriously wrong, watched her walk on.
When they reached home Grissom insisted on calling the doctor.
Just to make sure.
"Fine, call the doctor- but I can tell you EXSACTLY what he will say."
"Humor me then. I'd like to hear from the horses mouth.... not the asses." Grissom pretty pleased with himself snickered at his own joke.
After hanging up the phone, It was Sara's turn to be smug for being right and knowing it all along.
The rest of the morning went as usual.
Sara would read case files that grissom brought home, even though they were confidential, she would read what she could get away with before Grissom would shoo her away, then she would resort back to forensic journals.
Grissom reading and working on the overflow of paper work that he much rather do at home.
Less interruptions and if Sara need anything he would be right there, and of course if he needed any Sara, she was not far.
After about and hour or two Grissom would head off to bed.
Leaving Sara alone again.
Sara would pass the time by doing idle house chores but often found it not time consuming at all.
"Hank! What should we do?" Hank just stared.
"That's what I was going to say." Hank still, said nothing, nor would he ever.
"The mall wouldn't be such a bad place on a Tuesday afternoon. I need a few things for the house, and it never hurts to stock up on baby clothes and other necessities. Good idea Hank." Sara finished.
Hank obviously used to this one sided conversation, was happy to please his owner.
He didn't know what he did, but she was happy.
Sara loaded herself into the car and started off on her journey.
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When Sara arrived home Several hours later, to find Grissom pacing circles in the living room. Hank in toe.
"where have you been?" Grissom asked obviously distressed.
"I went to the mall. Walked around, got lunch, and went shopping...... why what's wrong?" Sara asked while setting down her shopping bags.
"Where is your cell phone? I've been calling you."
Sara reached into her purse pulling out her cell phone and looking down at the screen to see that in fact Grissom had been calling.
"I'm sorry it's on silent. I didn't know." She replied.
"Gil is something wrong?" Grissom was silent while he mapped out his next steps.
His silence only adding to Sara's Guilt.
Grissom started slow, "Sara, your needed on a case......"
Grissom searched her face only of it to stay stayed sober.
Under any other circumstances returning to working knowing that it would only be for one case would have not bothered her.
When resigning she knew she had a loyalty to the lap.
The fact that she had gain a significant amount of weight in one targeted area had been the main concern for both Sara and Grissom.
"Ok...... What case is it?" She asked.
Half the battle was over.
She seemed ok with going back to work despite the baby factor.
Now the hard part.
"Honey, Kevin Westin was given his walking papers....." Sara's heart stopped as Grissom talked on "...... Some of your key evidence was miss placed.."
"Miss placed?" Sara cut Grissom off.
"I'm sorry. Please calm down." Grissom guided her over to the couch and sat, pulling her down next to him.
The case file laid out on the coffee table.
" He was given his walking papers but if on probation until we are ready to file again.
According to the Loyalty that you sighed when you resigned states that Any CSI that acted as lead is obligated to return in the even of re-investigation."
Grissom waited a few moments and then continued.
"I fought Conrad on this. I told him it was not a high priority case and that you should have been removed form the case when Westin started making threats toward you."
Grissom Remembering the night he handed out the case.
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One year ago.
"Sara..." Grissom called out.
"Your solo tonight. Everyone has there hands full. If Nick and Greg finish there case up tonight, I'll send Nick your way. But I need someone out there now."
Grissom asked as if he had to convince her.
"Griss, it's no problem. I'll be on the road in 5." She said with a mega watt smile while turning on her heels.
Grissom Watched while she headed for the looker room.
He never felt the need to worry about her anymore.
She seemed happy.
He was happy.
He thought they were happy together.
He never felt the need to filter her cases or limit what she worked on at a scene.
SHe talked to him about things that bothered her.
It made it easier for him to talk to her about cases that had bothered him.
He finally realized that talking it out was ten times better then holding it all in.
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