Note: The number of reviews dropped a little, but I can understand why. For those who have stuck with this story, I can't thank you enough! I wish I hadn't taken to long to write this, but it's almost Christmas, so here's a present to all those who have stuck with me!

Also, the chapters are probably going to start being shorter. Mainly because it is easier for me to write them that way, and it will help me post them quicker. Would you rather me do this, or stick with the longer chapters?

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Chapter 9:

It took a few weeks for little Hank to settle in completely, and for his new 'parents' to get used to his puppy ways. It took him some time to get used to going to the sitter; a sweet young lady named Alice. Hank wasn't completely housebroken, either, but after a few pops on his nose, he learned he could only do his business when they took him for walks. He was also teething, and had developed a new love for chewing on the legs of chairs. But, after a few treat-filled chew toys, he abandoned the chairs.

This time, it was Sara who found herself in front of the calendar. In just over a week, Grissom would see their babies for the first time. Technically, it was his second, but he'd never seen them outside of the pictures. She'd never been so excited, yet so nervous at the same time, in her life.

She felt to hands wrap themselves around her shoulders. "Looking at it won't make it come any faster, honey." Grissom whispered into her ear.

"I know," she sighed in a mock-sad voice. "I'm just…excited."

"I know you are," he moved his arms around her waist, giving her a gentle squeeze.

"Come on," she said, pulling his arms off her, "we need to get ready for work."

"How long do you think you'll stay?" Grissom asked. Over the past few weeks, Sara had been leaving work much earlier than normal. He knew, even though she hadn't told him yet, she would be taking her maternity leave soon. Not that it bothered him. It was nice to have someone to come home to.

"I was hoping to stay the entire shift, actually." She said, confidently. Grissom gave her a look, making her laugh. "Honestly, I was! But I don't know if I'll be able to."

"Well, my dear," Grissom whispered, "only time will tell."

XX

The only case that came in was an assault outside a strip club; which no one would let her go to, after what happened with the Jason and Clair case. After a few minutes of arguing, she finally complied, and let Warrick take the case alone.

Grissom was in his office, taking care of more paperwork, and Catherine took the day off, so it was only Sara and Nick in the break room.

"So, Sara," Nick said, breaking the silence, "how you been lately?"

"Fine," she responded casually, "I have an ultrasound appointment coming up." She admitted.

He looked at her with wide eyes. "Really?" He rose from his chair and headed over to the coffee maker. "Are you going to find out what you're having?"

"Sort of," Sara laughed, remembering her conversation with Grissom, "do you know if there's a way to find out if they're identical, or fraternal? Y'know, before they're born."

"I'm not sure," he answered after a pause, "there might be, but I'm not a doctor." He winked.

Sara rolled her eyes and smiled playfully at him, unaware of the mental turmoil Grissom was going through in his office.

XX

Grissom's office, 5 minutes earlier.

Grissom sat hunched over at his desk, scribbling his signature on a sheet of paper when his laptop beeped, warning him that the battery was low. He picked it up to plug it in, then he realized that he had an email. Curious, he plugged his charger in and clicked on the email, and the color drained from his face.

From: Mom

Subject: Hi, Gil

Message:

Hi, Gilbert! I've missed you so much, you never visit me anymore! I just wanted to know how my boy was doing, and that I was hoping I could come visit soon. Let me know when the best time is.

Love,

Mom

Grissom's mouth went dry. He had yet to tell his mom about Sara. He'd been so busy dealing with everything, he hadn't even told her he was dating someone! How was he supposed to tell her? He couldn't just hide the fact that she was going to be a grandmother; she had the right to know.

He took a deep breath, and began typing.

Hi, mom. Wow, so much has happened since we last talked. I hope I can explain it all.

Well, I have good news. I've got a girlfriend. We've been together for a while now, her name is Sara Sidle. But, I don't know how to say this lightly…that's why I want to tell you in person. Let me know when you get this. I'll let you know when there's a good time for you to come out, Sara doesn't even know I'm sending you-

With that thought, he stopped typing. He couldn't just send this without telling Sara. He rubbed his eyes with the pads of fingers, and backspaced everything.

He needed to talk to Sara. But not here. This was not the right place. But, this would be a good place to make plans to talk with her.

XX

Nick had left her alone over an hour ago, leaving her to her thoughts. She started taking notice of everything that happened at work. She remembered how tiring it was just to walk from her car to the building; something that had never bothered her before. Maybe it was time, she thought. Time for her to take her leave.

Sara looked up, and found herself just feet from Grissom's office. She didn't even realize she'd gotten up to walk. She wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to go in, but before she could back out, the door opened.

Grissom jumped back, obviously startled. "Sorry," she said, struggling to hide her laughter.

"Don't be," he began to back into his office, "I was just about to come get you."

"Oh," She said, "I was about to come talk to you, too."

He shut the door behind them and gave her a questionable look, "really?"

She nodded.

Grissom sat down at his desk, and motioned for her to sit in front of him. "Can I talk first?" She asked. He was confused, but nodded.

"I've been thinking a lot, lately…" She began, slowly. "…and, I think it's time I took my leave. If I don't do it now, I-"

"Sara, honey," Grissom interrupted, a gentle smile on his face, "you don't have to explain yourself."

She smiled back. I always over talk around him.

"But," his smile vanished, "I have some news of my own."

"Don't tell me," Sara joked, "you're taking a maternity leave, too?"

Grissom couldn't help but laugh. He closed his eyes, and his mother's email flashed into his mind. His smiled quickly faded.

"No," he answered her joke, then continued. "I…got an important email today. It was from my mother."

"Ok…"

"She wants to come visit." He said, much quicker than he meant to.

Sara looked like she could pass out at nay moment. "Wh-what did you tell her?" She managed.

"Nothing, yet," he assured her, "I wanted to talk to you first."

She looked somewhat relieved. "Can I read the email?"

He nodded and motioned her over to his side of the desk. After reading the email, Sara walked back over to the other side of the desk and sat down. For what felt like forever, she didn't say a word. He didn't really know what he wanted her to say, or what she might even say, he just hated the silence.

"Email her back." She finally said. "Tell her everything."

Now it was Grissom who didn't know what to say. "Just like that?" He asked.

"Think about it, Grissom. She's your mother, she has the right to know about her grandchildren." She looked away, shaking her head. "I can't believe I haven't told my mother."

She could hear Grissom typing a response to his mother, but she didn't look up. She was wondering how to tell her own family. She hadn't talked to her mother in months, and she hadn't heard from her brother in over a year. She wondered if her mother had kept in touch with him.

"When is a good time for her to come?" He asked, taking her from her thoughts.

"After the appointment." She answered, much quicker than he expected. "That way we wont have anything going on when she gets here."

He finished typing and allowed Sara to review the email. After getting her permission, he hit send. "Now what?" He asked after a pause.

"I guess you need to get my paperwork." She teased.

Within two hours Sara and Grissom had filled out all the paperwork. Everything was ready. Her last day of work was in two days.

XX

Sara sat alone in her apartment that night. She and Grissom had decided to spend the night away from one another, so they could talk to their mothers. Grissom had already been sending messages to his mother since he got home. He'd called Sara and told him what his mother had said.

"She's more shocked than anything, but she says that she's happy for me-for us."

His words were comforting, but not very encouraging. She had the phone in her hand, but couldn't bring herself to dial the number. So, she called a different number instead.

"Grissom, I can't do it."

"Yes, you can, Sara." She heard him laugh.

"No, I can't! You told your mother through email, you didn't have to hear her voice."

"Sara, my mother is deaf, that's a little different."

"I know," she whined, "but still…"

"Honey, I'm sure that she'll be happy," Grissom said in a soothing voice, "when you're about to tell her, just take a deep breath, and tell her everything."

"Ok," she sighed, "thank you."

"Don't worry Sara," he assured her, "everything will be alright."

They said their goodbye's and she hung up the phone. She forced herself to hit the buttons, one by one. Before she could stop herself, she hit the call button. She paced around the living room until she heard her voice.

"Hello?"

"H-hi, mom." Sara stammered, her heart racing. Silence met her on the other line for what felt like forever. Then…

"Sara?…Is something wrong?"

"N-no, mom, everything's great." Sara replied, running her free hand through her hair, "there's just…something I need to tell you."

"Ok.."

She inhaled deeply. There was no going back now. "Well, first off, I ended my relationship with Hank, an-"

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry!" Her mother exclaimed, "why? I thought-"

"It's a long story, mom," Sara interrupted. She'd have to explain that story later.

"But, leaving Hank led me to find…uh…something else."

"Something else?"

She couldn't help but laugh; her mother wasn't easily fooled. "Well, someone else."

"I thought so." She could hear the smile in her mother's voice.

"Well, here's where things get a little crazy." She laughed nervously. "S-something happen-" she heard a light gasp come from her mother.

"Sara, are…are you p-"

"Yes, mom." Her heart pounded in her chest, "I'm pregnant. Just at nineteen weeks, and I'm having twins."

Her heart pounded, beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and tears stung in her eyes. Her mother didn't say a word for a long time, and when she did, it wasn't what Sara had been expecting.

"You know," she began, her voice lighter than expected, "I had an identical twin sister, but, she died in a car accident when we were twelve."

"Oh, mom, I'm-"

"Don't." He mother cut her off, "lets focus on you right now. Do you know what you're having? Are you and your boyfriend living together? What's his name, anyway? Are-"

"Mom!" Sara laughed, relieved by her mother's light tone, "one question at a time, please."

Sara and her mother talked for hours. She told her mother everything, and she kept a positive attitude the entire conversation. Her judgment is clouded by the fact that she's finally going to be a grandmother. They talked until, finally, Sara was too tired to continue. She said goodbye to her mother, and collapsed on her bed. She wondered if Grissom's mother had been as happy as hers, but she fell asleep before she could call him.

XX

The next day at work was like the previous one; uneventful. Catherine and Nick were out at a grocery story robbery, and Warrick was still working on his case. Grissom was still filling out paperwork, but allowed Sara to talk with him in his office.

"So," Sara began, looking innocently around the room until she met his eyes, "how did the talk-or, emails, with you mom, go?"

"She said she's happy for us, and that she wants to meet you as soon as possible."

"Did you give her a time to come?" She asked, "I didn't give my mom one, I wanted to talk to you first."

"I did the same thing."

They shared a short laugh before returning to a more serious mood. "I think," Sara began, placing her hands on his desk, "that your mom should come first."

"Really?" Grissom asked, surprised. "I was thinking your mom should come first."

Sara sighed, "I had a feeling you'd say that."

"So, what do we do?" Grissom asked, his head leaning on one of his hands.

They stared at one another for several minutes, voiced their opinions about who should come first and why many times, until they finally came to a decision. Grissom's mother would come first, and then Sara's mother would visit the week after.

The night went by quickly, and Sara was proud of herself for staying the whole shift. She helped Warrick close his case, and clocked out a few minutes after the end of her shift. She decided to go to her apartment before heading to Grissom's for breakfast, in hopes of tidying the place up before her mother came.

It was there, when she reached to clean the top row of books on her bookshelf, when it happened. It came so sudden that she dropped her cloth she had been dusting with. She fell back onto her couch, and stared down at her abdomen in awe. Slowly; almost fearfully, she rested her hand on her stomach, just to make sure she had really felt something.

A moment passed, and nothing happened. Then, with a slight jerk, she felt it again. She picked up her cell and immediately called Grissom.

"Hi," he said warmly.

"Grissom, you need to get over here, now!" She told him, breathless.

He didn't ask why.

XX

Using the spare key she'd given him, Grissom barged in the front door. He could see her sitting on the couch, and rushed to her side.

"Are you ok? You're not bleeding, are you? Do-"

"No, I-Grissom, you need to calm down."

"Do you hurt? Where does it hurt?"

"Griss-"

"Are you sure you're not bleeding? Do you feel dizzy? Are-"

"Gil!" She'd never called him by his first name. That got his attention.

"I. Am. Fine." She assured him. "Give me your hand."

He was confused, but he gave her his hand. She smiled, and slowly moved their hands to her stomach. Not a second later did one of the baby's kick again.

His eyes grew wide, and he met hers. A moment later he smiled, pulling her into a deep kiss. When they parted, she tucked her head under his chin, and they sat on the couch together, in a state of pure bliss.

XX

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