A/N: Ok so this is the end...my friends I just want to thank everyone who bothered to read my little story and all of you who reviewed and offered support - I greatly appreciate it! Those reviews kept me writing at the times when my writers block was at its worst.
Anyway without further ado here is the last chapter.
The next day the Grissom family left the hospital and headed back to their townhouse to begin their new family life. It took them a few weeks to settle into a routine that suited all their needs but once they did the household ran like clockwork.
Sara, as it turns out, was a natural at motherhood. She could manage to fed, change and entertain Lily and clean the house, cook and stay on top of reading every forensics magazine she could get her hands on and all with what seemed like minimum effort. She had eased into the role so perfectly it seemed second nature to her. She amazed Grissom as he stood watching her load the washing machine while she waited for Lily's bottle to heat up. He would have offered to help but the last time he did that he was informed that he was useless and she would just have to do it again herself the way she liked it later anyway so he just played with Lily as she had instructed.
"See that Lily," He held up the baby so she could see Sara. "Your Mommy is Wonder Woman!" He smiled at the contrast remembering how worried Sara had been about becoming a mother.
He woke up in the middle of the night to find himself alone in their bed. He didn't know what was going on but something inside him told him there was something wrong. Just another feature of his Sidle sense, he assumed.
He got up out of bed and went off in search of his wife. He found her in the living room curled up on the couch, her knees pulled up as close to her body as her pregnant belly would allow and she was crying. It broke his heart to see her like that.
He sat down beside her on the couch. She didn't look at him. She just kept staring in front of her, tears falling quietly down her face.
"Honey, what's wrong?" He asked softly, reaching out to take her hand. She didn't answer.
"Sara, come on, talk to me." He pleaded. It seemed to work. She turned her head slowly to look at him then dropped her it to her chest.
"What if I'm a terrible mother?" She cried in a voice that was barely audible. "What if I ruin our baby's life? I just don't..."
"Shh!" He cut her off by wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close to him. "You're going to be a fantastic mother!" He reassured her. She continued to cry into his chest.
"You don't know that! What if...what if I turn into my mother?" She cried harder than before.
"Sara sweetie, you could never be your mother. That's just not who you are." He took her hands and pushed her up to look at her. His blue eyes penetrated her red-rimmed brown eyes.
"Trust me; I know you're going to make a wonderful mother. I've seen the way you are with your friends, with Lindsey, with kids we meet on cases. I've seen you take care of Greg when he's drunk." She smiled. "And I can tell you're going to make a wonderful mother." He smiled and kissed her forehead. She smiled back meekly.
"You really think so?" She asked.
"I know it!"
Looking at her now it was hard to believe she was once so worried. She rejoined them and handed Grissom the bottle to feed Lily and sat down in the chair facing them.
"So what do you two have planned for today?" He asked his girls.
"Lily has got a play date with Sam and I have a coffee date with Cath." She smiled. Grissom had just returned to work after his paternity leave and this was part of their new daily routine; he would come home and feed Lily before going to bed to sleep off his shift.
"Sounds like fun. You just make sure that Sam keeps his eyes and hands off her at all times!" Grissom was settling nicely into his role as over protective father. Sara rolled her eyes and laughed.
"Gil, he's 9 months old!"
"Doesn't matter." He shook his head frankly. "Start as you mean to go on." He smirked at her. She rolled her eyes again.
"Come on Lily, let's go get ready. I think that your crazy Daddy needs to go get some sleep!" She took the baby girl from her father who stood up and kissed his wife before dutifully heading off in the direction of the bedroom.
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Five months later...
Grissom and Sara are in their daughter's room putting her down for the night. At 7 months old she is trying her hardest to stand on her own and crawling faster than they can chase her. She's responsive and clever and already has Grissom wrapped around her little finger. As he predicted her eyes are exactly the same colour as Sara's and now that she's starting to look more grown up, she looks just like a miniature Sara.
Sara has returned to work and, of course, the transition from wonder mother to working mother was seamless. However she has cut back to only working part time and she doesn't max out on overtime anymore; now she has more reason than ever to come home. She and Catherine, who also only works part time, still take their children on regular play dates; it's nice to share some grown up girl time together when the men are at work.
Standing over her crib they each lean down and give her a kiss goodnight. Switching on her night light they leave the room. She babbles to herself a little before she eventually falls asleep. Before she goes to bed herself Sara peeks in to check on her sleeping daughter. Grissom comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist and rests his chin upon her shoulder. She leans her head on his and smiles.
"Look at her, our little angel!" He smiles back at her.
"I know, she's perfect isn't she?" Kissing her neck Grissom stands up again and turns Sara around to face him. There's a dark glint in his eyes when he looks at her. She knows exactly what it means.
"What do you say we go make another one?" He says as he picks her up and, kissing her, carries her to their bedroom.
The End.