Chapter 13

Sara had put a lot of thought into naming her children and Gil was glad to let her do it.

Abigail means 'source of joy' which she was and she was born just as dawn broke.

Casandra had a special meaning to Sara. When she first started on the force she had two very good friends - Casey and Sandra - they were both killed in the line of duty. Sara could not think of a better way to honor her friends memory.

Holly was Mrs. Kelly's middle name. "After all," she had told Gil, "If it were not for her we may have never meant."

"So what do you have in mind for our little boy's name?" he asked her the next morning over breakfast.

"I love oatmeal," Abby said, "Let's call him oatmeal." Everyone laughed.

"I don't think oatmeal is a good name for a baby boy," Sara said smiling at her middle daughter, "but thank you for your idea."

"Maybe we can call him Gilbert, like daddy," Amy said. "NO!" was all Gil would say.

"You don't want your son to be named after you?" Sara said smiling at him. He just raised his eyebrow, "No."

"What are you going to call him?" Amy asked her father. Gil smiled, "Grasshopper." Sara laughed.

"How about Hank?" Abby said. "Hank is the dogs name silly," Amy said, "How will he know if Momma wants him or the dog?"

"OH," Abby said. Kitten smiled, climbed off her chair and went into the den. She came back and handed Sara her favorite story book, "Winnie The Pooh?"

Amy said, "You can't call our brother WINNIE."

Kitten looked at her and said, "Allen Alexander." Gil laughed, A. A. Milne, the man who wrote the book. Sara smiled, "Now that would be interesting."

Nothing had been decided that morning as far as Grasshoppers name, Sara had to get to work and the girls needed to go to Mrs. Robbins.

"I am running late," Sara said as she kissed the girls and then her husband.

"I guess I play chuffer," Gil said rounding up children and backpacks.

The girls safely buckled in the back seat Gil headed off to drop them off. From the back seat he heard, "I still like oatmeal."

At the lab Judy handed him his messages on his way to his office. "Dr. Grissom," she said, " Dr. Anderson waiting to see you, I told him it would be alright to wait in your office."

Gil thanked her and went to his office. "Harvey? Everything all right?" he asked.

"Can we grab a cup of coffee, I need to talk to you," Harvey asked.

Gil asked him to give him a minute to hand out the assignments. After Gil dispersed his team he came back with two cups of coffee, shut and locked his door and sat down.

"Shoot," Gil said. "Is this about Sara or the AF lab?" Gil asked.

"No," was Harvey's reply, "It is personal." "If I can help you know I will try," Gil told him.

Harvey looked at the floor, sipped his coffee then looked at Gil. "Flat out is the only way I know how to do this," he said. "Seems to work best for me," Gil answered wondering what had his friend so upset.

"I am not a spring chicken," Harvey said stating the obvious. Gil laughed, "You are a year younger then me so you are not that old either. Come on, what has you so worked up?"

"Samantha," he said.

Gil pushed back his chair and looked at his friend, "Are you in love with her?"

"Since the minute I was introduced to her 4 years ago," he said.

"Sara had just started to get the AF lab together," he said thinking back. "Her friends form Frisco came in the day after she and I finished getting everything organized. Sara introduced me to Samantha and sparks flew."

Gil had never seen his friends like this before, well not for a long time.

Harvey was married when they first meant, his wife Thelma passed away shortly before Gil and Sara meant from cancer.

Gil just had to smile, "So where is the problem? She is free now."

When Sammie first moved to Vegas she was seeing a young officer with the SFPD. He would not transfer to Vegas and the strains of a long distance relationship was more then what they could handle, they decided to call it off.

"You are blind aren't you?" Harvey said, "She is a beautiful young woman and I am an ugly old coot."

Gil smiled and shook his head, Sammie was Sara's age.

"Ugly! For sure. Old! Not really. And as far as Sammie's age, she is a year older then Sara."

Harvey finally got where Gil was going, "And you and Sara are making it work."

Gil nodded, "Now I can't say all relationships like mine and Sara's will work out but you never know if you don't try. Ask her out, I just happen to know she is free this weekend."

Harvey looked at his friend, "I have not felt this way since Thelma. I honestly thought that part of my life was over."

"Ask her out, the worst thing she can do is say no," Gil told him.

Harvey stood and thanked Gil, then he left and headed for the AF lab.

"What are you smiling about?" Sara asked him. She had came by Gil's office to see if he was free for lunch. "Let me buy you lunch," he said standing and putting his arm around her waist, "I have a little secret to share."

At the Animal Forensic (AF) Lab Harvey seen Samantha. "Hi," he said. Sammie smiled at him. Never had Harvey felt so nervous, "WLVU Tigers are playing the CCSF Rams this Saturday night."

He knew she fallowed college football and that the Community College team from Frisco was her favorite.

"It just so happens that a friend of mine gave me his two tickets for the game. They are great seats, on the 50 yard line about ten rows up from the side line. I was thinking we could grab a bite to eat and see the game."

He held his breath until she answered, "Sure. Would love to." She wrote something on a piece of paper, it was her address.

"Pick me up around 11," she said smiling at him, "And I hope you will not be embarrassed. You know I will be rooting for CCSF." "Me too," he said as he walked away.

Sammie plopped back in her chair, "Damn this is my lucky day."

At lunch Gil told Sara his little secret, Sara just laughed. "And what is so funny?" he asked.

"I have one for you," she said. "Sammie told me that next to you, Harv is about the sexiest man she has ever meant. She wanted me to talk to you to see if there was something you could do to get them together."

Gil laughed so hard he about fell off his chair, "Well I'll be dammed."

"What do you say we go with them?" Gil asked. "What do you say to the fact that we need to leave them alone," Sara said.

"Anyway I have plans for our weekend." "Really?" he said, "Fill me in?"

"Well lets just say you are off, I am off and Mrs. Robbins has agreed to keep the girls."

"MMM, I think I like where this is going," he said.

"I plan on making a stop at THE HOT SHOP before I go home," she said smiling at him. "Why?" he asked.

"Let's just say I have a fantasy I want fulfilled this weekend."

Gil was beginning to like it more and more, the bulge starting to form in his trousers showed it.

He whispered something to Sara, "So that is why you wear those baggy trousers," she said smiling at him.

He just smiled at her, "Give me a hint," he begged.

Sara whispered something in his ear, his "little bulge" became a full blown erection.

Sara smiled as she discreetly placed her hand between his legs and stroked it through his trousers.

"It would seem someone likes my idea," she said smiling at him.

The touch of her hand, even through his trousers, almost caused him to explode.

Sara kissed his cheek, "Need to get back," she said as she walked away.

Gil did not dare to get up, even with his baggy trousers his problem would be obvious. He had to think of a way to get rid of it, he smiled.

"Ecklie having sex," he thought to himself, "That would be enough to kill any hard on." And it did.

FAIR WARNING - Part 14 is going to be VERY smutty with a M+ rating. So if you are not into that type reading you might want to overlook my next post.