A/N A big 'Thank You' to those who have taken the time to read and review this story. Means a lot. Any way this chap is not betad so mistakes are all mine. Enjoy.

A day passed before she decided to bring up her conversation with Brass.

She was nervous…again. This was the rest of their lives, and maybe their child's life, they were talking about.

The only thing that worried her to death was the fact that Grissom might not want to have children. Men his age would be becoming Grandparents not parents for the first time.

Deep down she knew he wanted this they had talked about it, briefly, when they first started dating. But he had only just turned fifty then, a lot could change in three years.

Hell a lot had changed in three years. Three years ago they were both workaholics just starting out on their relationship hoping no one would figure it out. Now they were married, Sara no longer worked in the lab and Grissom was taking time off voluntarily!

Yes in three years a lot could change.

She found him sitting in his office reading a book. She stood in the door way and just stared at him.

He was her husband. She still couldn't believe it, but he was. His wedding ring that caught her eye as he turned the page was proof as that. He was still handsome at fifty three…well to her any way. His salt-n-pepper hair, beard-less face (even though she thought he looked sexier with a beard) he always seemed to look younger when he was relaxed. He looked a lot better than he did a year ago.

But that was a year ago and this was now.

She walked up to his desk and sat on the edge of it beside his chair.

"Hey." She said looking at the floor.

Grissom put down the book and looked at her. She looked…lost and he had no idea as to why.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

She shook her head indicating nothing and then looked into his eyes.

"I love you."

He smiled he never tired of hearing that. "I Love you too Sara. Don't ever forget that."

"We need to talk."

Now he was worried, any other time he could remember when a woman said we need to talk it followed with a break-up. He would give her anything but if she wanted a divorce…hell would need to freeze over first.

"About?" He didn't want to ask it, but if he didn't he would only think of a million reasons of why she needed to talk to him…and none of them were good.

"We had a visitor yesterday while you were out walking Hank, he left before you came home."

HE? Now he was worried.

"It was Jim, we talked for a little while, he would have waited longer but he got paged so he had to leave."

It was only Jim, he could breath properly again.

"What uh what did you two talk about?"

"Well, there is a bet on at the Lab as to why you have taken a week off. Catherine has $20 down saying its cos' of me. Guess she has won." Sara said with a forced laugh.

Yes she was avoiding the real reason but she was breaking the ice…or so she told herself.

"Well I think I should at lest get half of her winnings she did interrogate me before I left. I have a feeling you talked about more than Catherine and her betting skills."

"Yeah, we did. I have thought really long and hard about this, and not just since yesterday, I have been thinking about it since, well actually before we got married. And I know we have a lot to consider, like our age and money and a house. But I have done nothing but think about for the past few months and I would really like to know what you think about it. I know it's a lot to think of but…"

She was nervous that much was clear. What she was talking about, on the other hand, was not so clear. He could have taking a guess as to what she was talking about and he didn't think he would be wrong, but he thought it safer to ask.

"Sara what are you on about?"

"Have you ever thought about having kids?"

There, she had asked it. It was up to him now. Yes she would be disappointed if he said no. Would she get over it…eventually…maybe…probably not but she would put a front up pretend she was okay with things. Would he buy the front? Hell no.

"I never really thought of having kids, until I met you that is. Babies and I never really bonded well. With the exception of Lindsey that is. But I have always wondered what it would be like to see you as a mother, to see you carrying my child for nine months, you getting to hold our baby daughter for the first time. When you left I thought I would never get to see that happen. I guess the answer to your question is, I have only ever thought of having a child with you Sara."

With tears in her eyes she answered her own question.

"I guess I was kinda the same. But I have been having these dreams about a baby girl, she is our daughter Gil, god she is so beautiful. She has your blue eyes and a mop of brown curls and, as you call it, the Sidle smile. In my dreams she is about 4 or 5, I think in one of the dreams you called her a mini me. I understand if you think you are too old to be having kids, but to be honest I don't really care. I wanna have a child with you Gil."

Gil pulled her from the edge of the desk onto his lap. He kissed her temple.

"I wanna have a child with you too Sara. I love you." And with that he kissed her.

This kiss was different. It represented a new beginning.

A/N Sorry this chap took so long. Stupid internet connections! I am thinking I won't have another chap up until the week after Christmas. So Merry Christmas everyone! Don't forget to review! = ) x