Chapter 9

As Gil and Sara cuddled close something was going on that neither of them were aware of.

Inside Sara's body Gil's sperm swim through the cervix, through the uterus to her egg that was waiting in the fallopian tube. Several sperm attacked the egg, with some effort one finally made it's way in, Baby Grissom had it's start.

During the next two weeks Gil had contacted several entomologist that he knew who would, along with himself, offer their services to the lab. Sara contacted an contractor to fix the spare room up the way she wanted it done, the same man would offer Gil some pointers on his bee colony.

Three weeks after sperm meant egg Sara sat in her gynecologists office with a smile on her face, he had just told her that she was pregnant. Gil stood next to her also with a smile on his face too.

"I'm so thrilled," Gil said, "I can't wait to tell everyone the good news."

"Even your mother?" Sara asked giggling.

Later that evening Sara took the note form her doctor to Ecklie, after reading it he just rolled his eyes and told her to report to the trace lab. As she left Ecklie picked up the phone and called Sara's replacement.

Gil gathered the team in the break room that night, he was having a hard time holding back the pride he felt.

"As of tonight Sara will be in the lab," he said.

Catherine squealed, she knew the only reason why that would happen.

"Sara is it true? Are you?" Catherine asked.

Sara just smiled.

"It is," Gil said, "We found out today that we are going to have a baby."

"I have some more news," Gil said, "Your promotion has been approved Catherine. In two months when I step down the shift is yours."

Catherine was - for the first time any of the others could remember - speechless.

"I don't know what to say," Catherine said.

"You'll do good," Gil said, "You know how to do your job and you know how to manage a team."

"Can I call you if I find myself in a bind?" Catherine asked.

Gil smiled, "Of course. But I don't see that happening."

"I knida feel sorry for the lab rats," Greg said, "Sara can be a pain in the ass."

Gil looked at him, then cleared his throat, "Assignments. Greg, you get the trash run tonight."

Nick laughed, "That'll teach you to make fun of the bosses wife."

Nick and Catherine had a 419 in the park and Gil had a body out in the desert. He stopped by the trace lab to see Sara before he left.

"Called Mom," Gil said, "We are taking her to dinner tomorrow."

Sara just smiled. "Love ya," she said as Gil walked off.

Gil stopped in to see Hodges and told him that if anyone gave Sara a hard time they would answer to him.

"See to it that all the other rats know too," Gil said.

Hodges swallowed hard and told Grissom that he would.

The next evening Gil, Sara and Betty sat in Betty's favorite dinner, after dinner Betty looked at her son.

"You need to talk to me?" she signed.

Gil smiled, his mother was on of the few people that could read him like a book.

"Yes," he replied, "Sara is expecting."

Betty smiled at her then asked the one question that Sara knew she would.

"Are you still in the field?" Betty asked.

"No," Sara said, "I will be working in the lab. The doctor said I could work until the start of my ninth month."

"I see," was Betty's reply.

"What about the chemicals you work with? Will they hurt the baby?" Betty wanted to know.

"I have spoken at length with Sara's gynecologist," Gil told his mother, "There are a few that may but Sara is aware what ones they are and so is everyone else. Those she will not be working with."

"That's good," Betty said.

Then she turned her back to Sara, the only one who could see what she was saying was Gil.

"I'm happy for you son," Betty said.

With that said Betty stood and left, hailed a cab and went home.

Sara looked at Gil, "What did she say?"

Gil smiled, "She said she was happy."

"She sure didn't look like it," Sara said.

Gil stroked her cheek, "I am."

Gil decided to talk to his mother later and find out why she didn't act as excited about the baby as he and Sara were.

"Congratulations, Dr. Grissom," the manager of restaurant told him as he was leaving, "Your mother said you and Mrs. Grissom are expecting."

Gil smiled, "Thanks. We are both very happy."

Gil showered then walked to the bed and lays next to his wife.

"You smell good enough to eat," she said, "And I didn't have dessert."

Gil smiled and kissed her, "Neither did I and I know something that taste like heaven."

Sara smiles, "But yours is sweeter."

Sara grasps hold of Gil's manhood and strokes it, slowly she kisses her way down, she plants soft kisses on the head and gently flicks her tongue round it then slips Gil's manhood into her mouth, kissing down his length she kisses his balls after cupping them, giving them a gentle suck. Gil could concentrate on nothing but the jolts of pleasure shooting throughout his body, he is near climaxing.

Gil moaned, his manhood jerked as his juices filled Sara, flowing down her throat.

She tasted the sweetness of it, "My personal honey."

Gil panted heavily for a few minutes. As he starts to recover he plants kisses down her neck; across her breast then encircled his tongue over her nipple, and sucks.

He traced his tongue along her soft skin, slowly making his way down.

Gil stopped looked at her womanhood with admiration and smiled broadly never has he seen anything so beautiful.

With his fingers he opens her folds and wrapped his mouth over her nub, sucking it gently. Sara lets out a sigh when he probes his tongue into her, Gil moves so he can flick his tongue on her nub, he pumps his finger inside her, hitting her G-spot. Sara's climax trickles into Gils moth.

Gil kisses his way to her mouth, as they deepen their kiss, he used his knees to ease her legs open wide for him to enter into her. Sara moans, no matter how may times they make love the thickness of his erection never ceases to take her breath away.

Sara wants to feel all of him inside of her; she grabs his buttocks with both hands and widens her legs apart pulling him closer. She needs to feel Gil's fullness; she needs to feel that long rhythmic thrusting into her. Gil starts to pump slowly into her, Sara's hips rock with him. He tilts his head forward to kiss, as he takes slow and deep thrusts into her; wanting to take his time and make the most of this lovemaking. Gil stops.

"Over," he whispers.

Sara lays on her belly, Gil slides a pillow under her, slightly raising her bottom. Gil eases his throbbing manhood up her opening, Sara lets out a moan as Gil moves with long vigorous thrusts.

Gil's hand moves down between her legs. He then opens the folds of her lips apart to slip his fingers along her nub and massages it with long firm strokes, all the while pumping his manhood in her.

Both their pulses are racing, burning with fire through their veins, Sara came to the point where she's no longer able to hold on, she cried out from her orgasm.

The contractions gripping round his manhood and her orgasmic cry sends Gil over the edge. He jerked in to her, grunting out loud with the climax, washing her with his juices.

Gil raised himself up to let Sara turned on to her back and again he lowers himself on top of her and kisses her.

They spent a few moments with their lips brushing, as they carry on caressing each other while they get their breaths back.

Gil moves from her and wraps her in his arms.

Gil places his hand on her stomach.

"A baby," he says, "I'm so happy."

Sara snuggles close to him, "Me too."