Title: Gemini
Author: IrishDachsie
Pairing:
Grissom/Sara
Rating: NC17...I didn't figure it would stay PG for long
Disclaimer: Same as always…they’re not mine…no money...
A/N: Follow-up to MoaNO.
Chapter Fifty One
Grissom followed his wife to
the door, Ant cradled securely in his arms as he fed the baby a bottle. He
knelt down and winked at his oldest son.
“Be a good boy today,
Weevil.”
Mikey giggled and ran out the door onto the porch. Grissom
stood and leaned into Sara and placed a tender kiss on her lips. He stifled a
groan as her tongue slipped out and slid along his bottom lip.
She grinned as she pulled
back from him. “Mm…apple.”
“Mommy!”
“I’m coming, Mikey.” She winked at her husband as she gently ran her
fingers through Ant’s dark hair. “I’ll be home soon…”
Grissom nodded silently as
he watched Sara and Mikey make their way to the black
Tahoe sitting in the driveway. He sighed lightly as he heard Alex begin to
whimper.
Looking down at the young
boy in his arms, he smiled as he closed the front door. “I think your brother
is awake.”
An innocent smile appeared
on Ant’s face.
As Grissom began to walk
through the living room towards the hall, the phone rang. He quickly grabbed it
with his free hand as he passed the table.
“Hello?”
“Hi Grissom…it’s Jessie.”
He cradled the cordless
phone between his ear and shoulder as he entered the nursery. “Hey…you just
left not that long ago. Did you forget something?”
Hearing the gentle cry of
one of the buglets, she smiled. “Actually, I did. I’m
taking my nephew to the library this afternoon. They have story tellers come in
once in a while. Anyway, today they’re having a guy come in who writes
children’s books dealing with insects. I thought Mikey
might enjoy it, and forgot to ask you about it before I left. Would it be okay
if I came by and picked him up?”
Grissom chuckled softly as
he fumbled with the snaps on Alex’s pajamas. “He probably would love it. What
time is he going to be there?”
“Three-thirty…”
Realizing that he needed
both hands, he quickly placed Ant in his crib. He smiled at the baby as he
cooed contentedly. He easily undressed Alex and reached for a clean diaper.
“Well, he’s at daycare today. If you want to go by and get him this afternoon,
I’ll call Sara and have her tell Ellie that you’ll be picking him up.”
“Are you sure that’s okay?”
Grissom chuckled into the
phone. “Well, we trust you to spend the night here and watch after all three of
the boys…I’m sure we can trust you to pick Weevil up and take him to the
library.”
Jessie laughed at his
comment as she nodded. “Good point. Okay, I’ll have him home around 5 or so.”
“Sounds
good to me. I’ll let Sara know.”
Jessie grinned as she heard
him talking softly to Alex. “Are both of them awake?”
“Oh yeah…”
“Well, then…I’ll let you
go.”
“Okay, have a nice day,
Jessie. And…thank you.”
“No problem, Grissom. I’ll
talk to you later.”
As he ended the connection
on his end, he smiled down at Alex. Signing as he spoke to the boy, he grinned
as Alex’s blue eyes sparkled. “Good morning, little man. You slept longer than
your brother today.”
Alex giggled softly, causing
Ant to giggle in return. After redressing Alex, Grissom spread a soft cotton
blanket on the nursery floor and placed both of the buglets
on it to play.
“And, before I forget…I need
to call your mother.”
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Sara glanced at her cell
phone sitting in the cradle attached to the dashboard of her Tahoe, smiling as
she read the caller id. Reaching over, she hit the button for the speakerphone.
“I haven’t been gone that
long, Gil…”
“Daddy on
da phone?”
“Hey buddy. What are you
doing?”
Weevil giggled. “Daddy!”
Sara laughed lightly. “What
do you need me to pick up on the way home?”
Grissom’s brow furrowed
slightly. “What?”
“I just figured that if
you’re calling this soon, it’s because we need something…”
“Bubbles!” Mikey called out from the
back seat.
“Besides bubbles, that is…”
Grissom chuckled. “Actually,
Jessie just called…”
“Oh?”
“Yeah…can you put the
earpiece in?”
Sara arched an eyebrow and
glanced into the rearview mirror to look at Mikey.
“Uh…yeah, okay. Hold on…”
After connecting the
earpiece into the phone, she spoke quietly to her husband. “Is everything
okay?”
“Oh, yeah…everything’s fine.
She just wanted to know if it was okay for her to take Weevil to the library
this afternoon with her nephew.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun.
What time is she going to come by to pick him up?”
“Actually, she’s going to
pick him up this afternoon from daycare. I was wondering if you’d mind letting
Ellie know when you drop him off…”
“Sure. You know, we should go ahead and have her put on the list of
people approved to pick him up…”
“I was thinking the same
thing. Do you care to do that while you’re there?”
Sara chuckled softly. “Oh, I
don’t know Gil…that’s a pretty hard thing to do. You know…give a name and
such…”
“Smart ass…” Grissom smiled
as he watched his two younger sons playing quietly on the blanket.
As Alex giggled, Sara
grinned. “Are both of them awake?”
“Yeah, they’re playing on
the blanket right now. I’m getting ready to feed Alex…”
“Then, I’d better let you
go, huh?”
Grissom chuckled as he
nodded. “Put me back on speakerphone for a minute.”
“Okay…” Sara reached over to
disconnect the earpiece, stopping when she heard her husband say ‘wait’. “What?”
“I love you…and I’m really
hoping we can get the buglets back to sleep pretty
quickly after you get home…”
She laughed at the
suggestive tone in his voice. “Me too…and, I love you. I’m putting you on
speaker now…”
Grissom bit back his comment
as Sara released the earpiece from the phone. He grinned as he heard Sara tell
Weevil to say goodbye to Daddy.
“Bye-bye
Daddy! Git bubbles!”
Grissom laughed softly
before he spoke. “I promise…we’ll have bubbles for your next bath, okay son?”
“Yep!”
“Be a good boy, and have fun
today…”
“O-tay! Oo be good! Hab fun!”
Grissom’s laughter grew. “I
love you, Weevil Mike.”
“Wub oo,
Daddy Geel! Bye!”
Grissom laughed as Sara
disconnected the call. Looking down at the two boys playing happily on the
floor, he shook his head slowly. “Your brother is definitely…different.”
Crouching down, he quickly
picked up both boys and stood back up. “Come on, let’s go in the living
room…you two can play in there while I get Alex’s breakfast ready. And then…you
can both go to sleep when Mommy comes home…so that we can go to bed. To sleep,
of course…because we’re both pretty tired. And…”
He shook his head in
amusement as he walked into the living room. “Why am I telling you two this?
It’s not like I need to justify to you two why Mommy and I are going to bed…do
I? Now, if I were telling this to Mikey, he’d have a
million questions. But neither of you are talking…yet. So…I’m pretty much
talking to myself. How about I tell you about the case that Catherine and I are
working on? It’s really pretty interesting…”
Sara walked through the front
door and opened her mouth to announce her arrival to her husband. Hearing him
talking in the kitchen, she closed her mouth and placed the plastic bag,
holding two bottles of bubble bath, on the floor. She walked quietly to the
entranceway to the kitchen and leaned against the doorframe, tilting her head
in amusement as she listened to Grissom chatting to the buglets.
“But, the thing of it
is…there weren’t any fingerprints on any of the fingers we recovered. They
weren’t cut off, they were burned off. We’re not sure what kind of chemical was
used yet…hopefully, Greg will be able to tell us something tonight. But, it
makes it easier for us. Chemical burns are a little simpler to trace than the
type of instrument it would take to cut off prints cleanly.”
Noticing that the boys’ eyes
had drifted from him to the doorway, he dropped his hands and turned around to
find his wife standing there with a smile on her face.
“Hi…didn’t hear you come
in.”
Sara pushed off of the
doorframe and walked into the kitchen, laughing lightly. “I figured as much.
Gil…don’t you think they’re just a little young to be hearing about…severed
fingers and missing fingerprints?”
Grissom’s face reddened as
he shrugged his shoulders. “Probably, but…it’s not like they can really understand
what I’m talking about. And…” Seeing her smile widen, he sighed. “Yeah, they’re
too young. But, once I started thinking about it, I started talking about
it…and…you know how that goes.”
“Uh-huh.” She chuckled as
she bent down and kissed the top of his head.
“So…did you clear Jessie to
pick up Weevil this afternoon?”
“Yep. Not a problem at all.” She walked around the table
and leaned down to kiss the boys, who were giggling happily as they wiggled in
their bouncers that Grissom had placed on top of the
kitchen table. “Was Daddy telling you scary stories?”
Sara laughed as Ant reached
his small arms out towards her. She quickly unfastened him and picked him up.
“Daddy likes scary stories, doesn’t he?”
Grissom stood up and lifted
Alex out of his bouncer, shaking his head in amusement. “So does Mommy, doesn’t
she?”
He followed Sara into the
living room, where they sat down on the couch. Glancing over towards the door,
his brow furrowed. “What’s in the bag?”
“Bubbles!” She laughed as she looked into her husband’s eyes.
“He made me promise him that I’d stop on the way home to get them.”
She lifted her hand to cover
her mouth as she yawned. Ant wiggled around on her lap. “They’re not at all
tired, are they?”
Grissom tickled Alex’s ribs,
smiling as the boy giggled. “No…they’re not.”
Sara lifted Ant into the air
and grinned at him. “Why won’t you go back to sleep?”
Ant responded with a hearty
laugh.
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An hour into what the buglets considered morning playtime, the doorbell rang.
Grissom yawned as he stood up and walked around the cotton blanket that the
boys were playing on. Opening the door, he found a smiling Catherine standing
on the front porch.
“You’re still up.”
“Nice observation,
Catherine.” He took a step back to allow the woman to enter the home.
Glancing down at Alex and
Ant playing on the floor, she grinned. “And, they’re still up.”
“Hence the reason Sara and I
aren’t in bed…” He closed the door and ran his hand through his hair.
“Something break on the case?”
“Huh?” She turned around to
look at him. “Oh, no…”
“Then…why are you here?”
Sara put down her magazine
as she laughed. “Just get to the point, Gil…”
Catherine chuckled as she
sat down on the chair and watched Grissom return to his seat next to Sara.
“Actually…I was wondering if it would be okay to take Alex and Ant. I mean, I
know that both of you are tired…and this is my day off, so I can sleep
tonight.”
Grissom narrowed his eyes
slightly. “You’ve never offered to take them on any of your other days off…”
Sara smacked his arm. “Don’t
be rude.”
“I’m not…it’s an
observation. And my investigator instincts tell me that there’s another reason,
that’s all.”
Catherine laughed as she
nodded her head. “Well, you’re right.”
Grissom winked at Sara as he
grinned. “See?”
“Actually, it’s more to do
with helping Linds.”
Grissom’s eyes widened. “Is
she going to do a science project on twins?”
Sara and Catherine laughed
at his sudden enthusiasm.
Hearing the laughter, his
expression changed. “What’s so funny?”
Sara laid a hand on his
thigh. “Only you would jump immediately to the conclusion of a science
project…”
“Well, if I had known
someone with twins…I would’ve done a project on it.”
Catherine caught her breath
as she shook her head. “Luckily, Lindsay isn’t like you.”
“Well…I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or not, but…go on.”
“You know Linds loves the boys. All three of them.
So, of course, now she’s pestering me for a little brother for her.
Specifically…twins. I thought maybe if we could spend the day with them…she’d
understand that caring for twins isn’t exactly…easy.”
“So…it is kind of like an
experiment…”
Sara laughed lightly. “I
remember my aunt taking me to spend the day with them one time. I was probably
about 5 or 6, extremely inquisitive. By the time I went home, my cousin was
sure that he was happy being an only child.”
Catherine returned Sara’s
laughter. “I’m hoping it’ll work for me too.”
As Sara stood up to go pack
a bag for the boys, Grissom slid onto the floor next to the blanket. “You get
to be part of an experiment!”
Alex and Ant giggled at
their father.
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By the time Catherine had
left with the buglets, Sara was barely able to keep
her eyes open. She stood under the hot spray of water and yawned as she rinsed
her hair. She sighed gently, hoping that Grissom wouldn’t be too disappointed
that she needed a couple of hours sleep.
Turning off the water, she
stepped out of the shower and grabbed her bath towel. After quickly
towel-drying her hair, she slid into her fluffy bath robe and walked to the
bedroom.
She grinned as her eyes
drifted towards the bed. Her husband was sound asleep. He was still wearing his
glasses, the book he had been reading was resting on
his bare chest.
She walked over to him and
carefully removed his glasses, placing them on the bedside table. She glanced
at the book and chuckled softly when she saw that it was an old Entomology
text.
She took off her robe and
hung it on the back of the bedroom door before sliding her warm body under the
blankets and snuggling up next to him. He mumbled something in his sleep and
rolled onto his side as he wrapped his arms around her.
It didn’t take her long to
join him in sleep.
Sara opened her eyes and
smiled as she felt her husband’s arm wrapped securely around her abdomen. She
yawned sleepily as she glanced at the clock on the bedside table. She shook her
head lightly, realizing she had only been asleep for a couple of hours.
Shifting her gaze towards the baby monitor, she wondered why it was so quiet.
And then she remembered. She
grinned at the thought of her two youngest sons being part of an ‘experiment’.
Feeling Grissom’s warm
breath on the back of her neck, she realized that he was still asleep. Her grin
widened as she gently lifted his arm and turned over to face him.
He stirred lightly and
rolled onto his back, still in a sound sleep. She was content for the moment to
just lay there and watch him sleep. As he breathed deeply and slowly, she
placed her fingertips on his bare chest.
She smiled as she allowed
her hand to glide down his torso, gently pushing the sheet and blanket down his
body. Propping herself up on her left elbow, she bent her head and lightly
kissed his chest.
He murmured softly in his
sleep as she placed kisses down the path her hand had just made. She glanced up
at him as her index finger slid along his semi-hard length.
His head rolled to the side
as he took in a deep breath. Convinced her movements hadn’t woken him, she smiled as she moved further down the bed. Her eyes
remained locked on his sleeping face as she placed a tender kiss on the glans.
She felt his body shift
slightly, but his eyes remained closed. She wrapped her long fingers around the
base of his hardening shaft and pulled the head into her mouth.
He groaned softly as her
tongue laved the velvety flesh. As her mouth began to slide down the shaft, her
fingers released the base and moved to gently massage his scrotum. She felt him
begin to harden more as she slid back towards the glans.
She continued to gaze up at
him as she gently flicked the head with the tip of her tongue. Her smile shone
in her eyes as she watched his eyelids slowly flutter open. As their eyes met,
she quickly engulfed him.
Suddenly wide awake, he
groaned loudly as the head of his erection slid down into her throat. His hand
trembled slightly as he reached out and threaded his fingers through her hair.
She pulled her head back,
allowing him to slip out of her mouth. She held the shaft with her warm fingers
and, starting at the base, dragged her tongue along the underside of his
erection. As she reached the head, she kissed it softly and smiled up at him.
“Did I wake you?”
He licked his lips as he
nodded. “Come here…”
“I’m…a bit busy at the
moment…” Her fingers gently massaged his erection.
His hands gripped her upper
arms and pulled her up his body. She grumbled softly as she released his
hardened flesh from her grasp. Sliding one arm around her lower back, he held
her against him as his other hand wrapped around the back of her neck and
pulled her down to his mouth.
Her moan was muffled as he
plunged his tongue into her warm mouth. Feeling her shift her weight, he easily
rolled her onto her back and covered her body with his. She whispered his name
as his lips moved to her neck and gently nibbled at the sensitive skin there.
Pushing himself up, he knelt
between her legs and smiled. He watched her for a moment. Watched her breasts
rise and fall with each heavy breath she took. Watched her tongue sneak out and
lick her reddened lips. Watched her glazed eyes taking in the
sight of his naked flesh.
His hands slid along her
thighs as he licked his lips. “I love you, Sara.”
She smiled lovingly at him,
closing her eyes as he lifted her right leg and laid down perpendicular to her
body. As he lowered her leg across his torso, he placed a tender kiss on her
inner thigh. His fingers played across her outer thigh as he licked a path
towards his destination.
He heard her let out an
animalistic growl as his tongue slid between her lips. Shifting his body
slightly, he moved his right hand and used his thumb and index finger to part
her lips. He inhaled her scent deeply for a moment. With a deep groan, he
quickly covered her clitoris with his mouth and sucked the hardened nub with a
sense of urgency she hadn’t felt in a while.
She tightened her leg around
him, the heel of her foot digging into the middle of his back. She groaned
loudly as he carefully nibbled on her clit. She gasped as his middle finger
quickly slid into her wet depths. She whimpered as he, just as quickly, removed
the digit and replaced it with his thumb.
Rotating her hips, she
ground against him as he continued to torture her clit with his lips and
tongue. Arching her back, she cried out as his middle finger gently pushed its
way into her anus. He stopped for a second, looking up
at her to make sure she was alright.
Reaching down with her left
hand, she grabbed the back of his head and panted heavily. “Don’t…stop…”
He smiled as he broke the
gaze and resumed his attack on her body. As he alternated the gentle strokes
into her orifices with his finger and thumb, his mouth released her clit. She
groaned in frustration as his tongue slowly circled her engorged nub.
Feeling her walls tighten
around his thumb, he halted all motion. Her nails scraped against his scalp as
she screamed his name, begging him not to stop. Licking his lips, he allowed
his digits to slip from her. With one last lick against her clit, he pushed
himself up and knelt between her shaking thighs.
“Gil…”
“Shh…” He smiled as he bent
his head and kissed her deeply.
She felt his erection throb
against her thigh as his tongue found hers. He slid off of her body as he broke
the kiss. She looked at him, the confusion evident in her darkened eyes.
“Gil?”
“Roll over.” His glazed eyes
sparkled as he spoke softly. “Onto your stomach…”
She bit her lower lip in
anticipation as she did as he had asked. His teeth nipped at her shoulder as he
moved in between her spread legs. Sliding his right arm under her abdomen, he
carefully lifted her enough for her to rest on her knees in front of him.
Taking his erection into his
hand, he guided himself into her depths. They groaned in unison as he slid his
length into her. After a few gentle thrusts, he pulled out and placed a kiss on
her spine.
She leaned forward a bit
more as she felt his well-lubricated flesh slide along the crevice in her ass.
“Sara?”
“Yes…please…”
His heart raced as he gently
spread her cheeks and pressed the glans against the puckered orifice. She bit
her lip, holding her breath, as he carefully eased the head into her. He closed
his eyes, gripping her hip with his left hand, as he waited for her inner
muscles to relax enough for him to continue.
After a few seconds, he felt
her move against him…slowly drawing his thick length into her. He watched tiny
beads of sweat appear on her back. When he was fully encased in her depths, he
reached underneath her and gently pressed against her clit.
She groaned and bucked her
hips. As he began to thrust gently into her, she covered his hand with one of
hers, urging him to rub her clitoris. He followed her lead, rubbing gently as
he matched his strokes to her bucking hips.
He moaned her name as he
felt her body shudder beneath him. Her hand dropped to the sheet covering the
mattress as he brought her closer to the edge.
Her fingers clutched the
sheet as she screamed his name while her climax crashed over her. His hand
grasped her hip, his fingers digging into her skin, as he readied himself for
his impending orgasm.
Her name left his lips on a
throaty grunt as he slammed himself into her one last time. She screamed again
as she felt his hot semen flood her walls. As he emptied himself into her, her
knees finally gave way and she collapsed onto her stomach. He fell onto her
back, quickly rolling off of her to keep from hurting her.
She gasped as she felt his
softening cock slip out of her. His trembling hand slid across her sweaty back
as he pulled her against him.
“Are…you…okay?” He fought to
catch his breath as his fingertips caressed her skin.
She slowly turned towards
him, a smile appearing on her face. “More than…”
He matched her smile with
one of his own and leaned into her, brushing his lips against hers. “That was a
wonderful way to wake up, but…I’m tired. Either I didn’t get enough sleep, or
you completely wore me out, or…both.”
Her face reddened slightly
as she grinned at him. “Well…we did only sleep for a couple of hours…”
He chuckled softly as he
brushed her damp hair away from her face. “And…you did completely wear me out,
I think.”
“So…both?”
He kissed her lips gently.
“Mm-hm…”
“Good.” She smiled as he
lost the battle with a yawn. “Do you want to take a shower?”
“I want…to hold you in my
arms and go back to sleep for a while. You game?”
She draped her arm across
him and placed a kiss on his chin. “I am…”
She watched him for a moment
after he had closed his eyes. As his breathing began to even out, she allowed
her eyes to close as well.
“Thank you for waking me
up.” He said sleepily.
She smiled and snuggled
closer to him. “You’re welcome. Now…sleep, babe.”
Grissom opened his eyes as
he felt her warm body slide from his arms. “Where are you going?”
She turned her head towards
him and smiled. “I’m just going to put some clothes on…”
“Why?” He reached out and
caressed her bare back with his fingertips.
“Because…it’s twenty ‘til
two, and I’m still tired.”
He narrowed his eyes in
confusion, causing her to chuckle lightly. “Weevil will be home in a couple of
hours…and, I really don’t think I’d be comfortable with him jumping into bed
with us while we’re…”
Grissom grinned as the
realization hit him. “Naked…yeah…”
He followed her out of bed
and slipped on a pair of clean boxer shorts and a t-shirt as he watched her do
the same. With a warm smile, she crawled back into bed and patted the mattress
as he stood silently, watching her.
“You
coming back to bed?”
He gave her a brief nod
before sliding under the covers with her. “You’re still tired?”
She yawned as she snuggled
up against him. “Aren’t you?”
“Mm-hm…”
Placing a soft kiss on his
lips, she draped her arm over his body. “Then, let’s sleep a bit more…”
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Jessie unlocked the front
door and carefully pushed it open. Poking her head inside and hearing nothing,
she realized that Grissom and Sara were still asleep. She smiled down at the
young boy standing at her feet as she lifted her index finger to her lips.
“We have to be quiet, Mikey. I think your Mommy and Daddy are still asleep.”
“O-tay…”
She chuckled to herself as
she watched the boy tiptoe into the living room. Placing his bag on the floor
beside of the sofa, she reached down and lightly ruffled his curls.
“Are you hungry?”
“Yep. I hungy.”
“Okay...”
He followed her into the
kitchen, and looked up at her. “Can I have taytas?”
She opened the refrigerator
door, smiling when she saw a container on the top shelf with “Weevil” written
on the lid. As she opened the bowl full of mashed potatoes, she nodded.
“Yeah, I think you can have
potatoes.”
“Yay!” He jumped up and down in excitement as she placed
the container on the counter and pulled a spoon out of the drawer. “Git my bow!”
She laughed softly as she
opened the cabinet and retrieved the blue plastic bowl with pictures of
different insects covering the outside. “This one?”
He nodded happily and
watched her fill up his bowl with the refrigerated potatoes. As she walked over
to the microwave, she smiled at him.
“Why don’t you go make sure
that your brothers are okay while your potatoes are heating up?”
A bright grin appeared on
the boy’s face as he turned and ran towards the hall.
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A shrill scream jolted
Grissom and Sara out of their sleep. As they jumped out of bed, Sara called
Weevil’s name. Grissom flung the bedroom door open and ran into the hall as Jessie
sprinted towards the nursery from the kitchen.
Sara ran into the nursery to
find her oldest son standing in the middle of the floor, tears streaming down
his face. “Mikey, what’s wrong?”
He looked at her through his
watery hazel eyes and pointed towards the empty cribs. His voice hitched
through his sobs. “Day…gone. But…I good…boy.”
His parents knelt on either
side of him, his father’s strong hand on his back between his shoulder blades.
“Weevil, they’re okay.”
“Not…here. Day gone…wike me.”
Grissom and Sara exchanged a
concerned glance as Sara quickly picked him up. Jessie stepped out of the
nursery, following them into the living room. As they sat down, Mikey began to talk softly.
“I wuz bad.
Unca Gweb tode me ta be good. Den bad wadie taked me.”
Jessie stood up quickly and
walked to the phone. Sara wiped the back of her hand across her eyes. Grissom’s
fingers stroked the back of his son’s head.
“I sed I be good so bad wadie won’ take Awec an’ And.”
“Weevil…” Grissom inhaled
deeply as the boy looked up at him. “The bad lady didn’t take Alex and Ant.
They’re okay, I promise. They’re with Catherine and Lindsey today.”
“Wif
Cad?”
Grissom nodded slowly, his
eyes never leaving Mikey’s. “No bad lady, Weevil.
Would you like to call her?”
Mikey sniffled as he nodded and snuggled against Sara’s
chest. Grissom glanced at Jessie, who was still on the phone, and sighed
softly. “I’ll be right back, I just need to go get my phone from the bedroom,
okay?”
“Otay.”
Grissom’s heart sank as he
heard the tone of his son’s voice. As he walked from the room, Jessie ended her
call and handed the phone to Sara.
“I’m sorry…I wanted to let
Greg know…he still has nightmares about that night. He’s on his way over to
help…”
“Thank you, Jessie.” She
looked towards the hall as she punched Catherine’s number into the keypad.
“Gil? I’m calling her now…”
Grissom stopped outside of
the bedroom door and leaned against the doorframe. He took a deep breath as the
nausea began to wash over him. Realizing what was happening, he dashed towards
the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet in time as his stomach emptied its
contents into the porcelain bowl.
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Sara gently rocked Mikey as she waited for Catherine to answer the phone. She
breathed a heavy sigh of relief when she heard the woman’s familiar voice.
“Catherine…hi. Uh…Weevil wants to talk to you, okay?” She listened
for a moment and then handed the phone to her son.
Mikey held the phone with both hands and sniffled. “Is my
bubbas otay?”
Another tear rolled down
Sara’s cheek as she listened to him talk to Catherine.
“Day wif oo an’ Winsie?”
Sara looked up as Grissom
slowly walked back into the room.
“Bad wadie
don’ haf ‘em?”
Sara’s
eyes widened in concern as she noticed how pale her husband was. He shook his head slowly in an effort to let her
know he was okay as he sat down beside of her.
“Wen day comin’ home?”
She raised a trembling hand
and placed her palm on Grissom’s cheek. Hearing a noise, he turned his head
towards the kitchen. “Jessie?”
“Otay. See oo soo.”
He handed the phone back to
his mother and spoke in a soft voice. “Cad wan’s ta tawk.” Then he carefully
crawled into his father’s lap.
Jessie emerged from the
kitchen with three cups of hot coffee and a small cup of lukewarm chocolate.
She waited until Weevil had settled himself against Grissom’s chest and then
handed him the small cup.
“Look what I have for you,
Weevil…”
He sniffed the cup, then smiled at her. “Hop choklat!”
She returned his smile and
then offered Grissom a cup of coffee. He took a small sip before placing the
cup on the table beside of the couch.
“Grissom? Are you okay?”
“Yeah…”
Jessie nodded slowly as Sara
ended the phone call. She glanced at both parents and then at Weevil. “Greg’s
on his way over…”
Weevil looked up, his eyes
still glassy. “Unca Gweb?”
Jessie smiled at the boy,
causing him to giggle softly. Looking up at his father, he smiled brightly.
“Unca Gweb is comin’!”
Grissom kissed his son’s
head as he took the cup from his hands.
Greg pulled into the
Grissom’s driveway and killed the engine. Taking a deep breath, he opened the
car door and stepped out. As he walked up the pathway, he saw Jessie standing
on the front porch. He stepped onto the porch and leaned over, placing a soft
kiss on her cheek.
“How is he?” He asked
softly.
Jessie sighed heavily and
shook her head slowly. “He’s calmed down a bit since he talked to Catherine and
made sure that Alex and Ant are okay…”
“That’s good…is she bringing
them home soon?”
Jessie nodded as she placed
her hand on Greg’s arm. “She’s on her way now, but…I’m more worried about
Grissom.”
Greg tilted his head
slightly and looked into her eyes. “Grissom?”
“Greg, he got really upset.
I’ve never seen him like that before. It’s like he was…”
He cut her off quickly,
finishing her statement. “Reliving the episode?” Her silence told him that he was
correct. “I know…the same thing happens to me…”
Placing his hand on the
doorknob, he offered her a nervous smile. “Come on…let’s go see how they’re
doing.”
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~
Jessie followed Greg into
the house, stopping beside of him as he halted his motion in the living room
entrance. She followed his gaze, finding the young boy curled up on his
mother’s lap. Grissom’s left arm was wrapped around Sara’s shoulders as the
fingertips of his right hand gently stroked his son’s arm.
Exhaling softly, Greg walked
into the living room and knelt down in front of the couch. After silently
bidding Sara and Grissom a hello, he opened his mouth and spoke softly.
“Hey Weave…”
Grissom sat back as Mikey turned his head towards the voice. “Gweb!”
The boy sat up on his mother’s
lap and extended his arms toward the young man. Greg offered him a small smile
as he reached out and pulled him into his arms.
“You okay, buddy?”
“I tinked da bad wadie taked my bubbas.” He glanced over at his parents before looking up at
Greg. “Mommy an’ Daddy sayed she din’t. Day wif Cad.”
“Yeah…I know.” Greg stood up
carefully and moved to the armchair. He placed Mikey
on his thighs facing him. “Why did you think that the bad lady took Alex and
Ant?”
Mikey seemed to think about that for a moment before he
shrugged his tiny shoulders. “Day gone. Wike me. But I wuz good, Gweb. I not bad agin. Day steel
gone dough.”
Greg inhaled deeply and held
the boy’s small hands in his own. “Weevil, you weren’t bad. What happened that
night…it wasn’t because of anything that you did, okay? You’re a good boy,
Weave.”
“Oo
wuz mad…”
Greg shook his head quickly.
“No…I wasn’t mad at you, Mikey.”
“I hid da gwass and peeled da watah.” Mikey’s hazel eyes began to fill with tears once more.
Greg gently wiped a tear
away as it spilled down Mikey’s cheek. “Weevil, you
were playing…you didn’t mean to knock the water over. It was an accident. I
wasn’t mad.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, an
accident.” Greg’s fingers
lightly stroked the boy’s face. “I spoke louder than I should have when it
happened…but, I promise you…I wasn’t mad at you. That’s not why the bad lady
took you from Mommy and Daddy.”
“Den, why?”
Greg cast a quick glance to
Sara and Grissom before continuing. “She missed her baby boy…a lot. She thought
that you might like to live with her…and call her Mommy.”
“I wike
it hear, wif my Mommy an’ Daddy.”
Greg chuckled softly,
causing a smile to appear on Mikey’s face. “I know
you do, buddy…and that’s why the bad lady isn’t coming to take you away from
them again. Or your brothers.”
“She not take Awec an’ And eever?”
“No…she won’t take Alex and
Ant either. I promise, Mikey.”
At that moment the doorbell
rang, causing Weevil to turn quickly and face his parents. “Cad?”
Grissom pushed himself up
and took his son’s hand. “Why don’t we go see who it is?”
“O-tay Daddy!” Mikey scrambled down from Greg’s lap and ran towards the
door.
Grissom paused for a moment,
placing his hand on Greg’s shoulder. As the young man looked up at him, Grissom
smiled lightly. “Thank you.”
Greg tried to swallow the
lump in his throat as Grissom followed his son to the door. He caught Sara’s
gaze and tried to offer her a smile. “Are you okay?”
Sara nodded slowly as she
leaned her head against the cushions. “Yeah…I’m alright. It was just…” She
sighed heavily as she lifted her head, her eyes meeting Greg’s again. “I had no
idea that Mikey would even associate the buglets not being here with his kidnapping. I’m not sure
what we should do about it…”
Greg leaned forward
slightly. “You mean…therapy or something?”
“I don’t know. I mean, it’s
something that obviously still scares him...which I can completely understand.
But…do we send an eighteen-month-old to a therapist?”
“I…really don’t know, Sara.
I would ask his pediatrician about it…”
Sara nodded her head
absently, deep in thought. Hearing her friend’s voice, she looked up. “I’m
sorry…I didn’t hear you…”
Greg offered her a warm,
understanding smile. “How’s Grissom?”
“It…it shook him up. I think
he’ll be alright.”
Greg reached over, covering
her hand with his. “I think we’re all going to be alright, Sara. Especially Weevil. Everything is going to be okay…”
She gave him a thin smile,
forcing her tears back down. “I hope you’re right…”
~ ~
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~
Mikey stood at his father’s side as Grissom pulled the
door open. A bright smile appeared on Mikey’s face. “Cad!”
The smile disappeared just
as quickly as he narrowed his eyes, which had immediately focused on the baby
in her arms. “Wearz And?”
Lindsey suddenly walked
through the front door, softly cooing to the young child in her arms. “Hi, Grissom.”
“Winsie
got And!”
Grissom smiled as his three
sons giggled happily at one another. He carefully took Ant from Lindsey’s arms
and gave the girl a wink. “Thank you, Lindsey…”
As they made their way into
the living room, Catherine tapped Grissom’s arm. “Hey, Griss? How did he know that I had Alex?”
Grissom chuckled softly.
“Ask him…”
Grissom knelt down and
placed Ant on the cotton blanket that was spread out across the floor. As
Catherine settled Alex onto the blanket beside of his twin, she looked at their
older brother.
“Hey, Mikey? How did
you know that I was carrying Alex?”
Mikey looked up at her, confusion evident in his eyes. He
pointed his index finger at Ant. “Dat’s
“How do you know that he’s
Ant?”
The boy’s eyes narrowed
again as extended his finger towards Alex. “Dat’s Awec.”
Catherine chuckled as she
turned her eyes towards a smiling Grissom. “So, he just knows?”
Grissom nodded as he reached
over and ruffled his son’s hair. “Sometimes he can tell them apart quicker than
Sara and I can…”
Grissom’s smile widened as
he watched Mikey empty the bag of toys onto the
blanket.