Title: Daughter
Author: Sasha
Pairing: Catherine/Sara
Fandom: CSI
Rating: G
Spoilers: nothing
Archive: Let me know.
Disclaimer: Let's just say, if they were mine, I wouldn't have time to do anything else...

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(I was going to mention Greg being the donor, but it didnt come up)


I look down at my baby girl. She is so perfect. I can't help but smile
as her eyelids flutter in her sleep. I hold my breath hoping that she
doesn't wake up. She sighs slightly before resuming her constant
breathing pattern. My eyes glide down her small face to her lips which
are curled up slightly in the faintest of smiles. I look over to her
ears which are so small. She had gotten them pierced today. The light
fragments catch in the stone and sparkle brightly in the light. I move
my gaze down to the onsie she is wearing. It has soft pastels and
little lambs on it. I take a risk in lightly trailing my hand down her
back. For some reason I love to do this. She seems to like it too as
she coos in her sleep. I smile to myself as my fingers dance over the
curve of her diaper, and down to her bare legs. Her skin is
unbelievably soft. I continue my path down until I reach the pads of
her feet. I mentally count each and every one of her toes. I do this
often, as if they may disappear. I move my hand back to her hands; I
am amazed at how small they are, each having a minute fingernail. I
lean down and place a soft kiss on her hand, and one on the top of her
head. I can't believe she is mine. Up until last month I didn't
understand the love that can come with motherhood. I always wondered
to myself if it was an immediate love, and it is. Even before I saw
her I was completely in love with her. Now that I look at her, lying
here sleeping I am in awe at home much I love her. I want to give her
so much, and protect her from anything I can, as all mothers do, but
it seems like I want it more because it is something that means so
much to me.

I think back to when I first found out I was pregnant. I wasn't
feeling well, and Gil gave me rest of the night off, seeing as how I
wasn't much use anyway. I drove myself home, and collapsed into bed. A
familiar voice turned to me asking me if I was alright, their voice
low from sleep. I turned to look into the blue eyes before taking off
to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before emptying my
stomach. I feel cool hands on my heated skin brushing my hair away
from my face, rubbing my back soothingly. Once the ordeal was over, I
looked up into a smiling face, "you're pregnant."

Fast forward ten months and here I am, amazed at the sleeping beauty
before my eyes. I don't want to disturb her sleeping but I am excited
each and every time she wakes, her brown eyes shining with curiosity
at the new things around her.

"Baby, you're going to wake her up." Catherine says quietly, kneeling
on the carpet, wrapping her arms around me from behind.

"I'm just watching her." I whisper, laying my hand on her back again.

"...and touching." She said with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"She likes it, watch." I said gently running my fingers along her tiny
spine. A slight smile spreads across her small lips. "Babe, look, she
likes it!" I said excitedly.

"You once told Brass you weren't good with kids? Lindsey adores you
and the baby. You are wonderful with both of them." Catherine said
standing up, pulling me to her with one hand. I felt my face reddening
at the compliment.

"You have taught me a lot, everything about taking care of her." I
said hugging Catherine to me. "Thank you."

"Sara, don't thank me for helping you take care of our daughter." I
smiled and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"I love you."

"I love you too. Now let her be, Lindsey will be home soon and she
will want to play with her." Catherine said pressing her forehead
against mine.

"I know. I can't wait." I said kissing her deeper.

"New moms..." she grumbled sarcastically, as she led me out of the
room. I looked over my shoulder, stealing a glance at the sleeping
child before walking out of view, a smile gracing my lips.


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For some reason I have been wanting to have a baby lately... dont ask.
But, I needed the fluffyness. No, it did not cure my wanting a baby,
it made it worse!!!
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