Title: Impact
By: anmani
Pairing: Nick/Greg & Nick/Greg/Sara & Greg/Sara
Rating: R
A/N: Ok I know this starts out looking like a Grissom/Sara thing. It partly is. But the plan is to get Nick and Greg involved. The story is set shortly after Nesting Dolls, which is the last episode aired in my country. Since English is my second language; my grammar and spelling might be a bit off, especially tonight because a mosquito has been pestering me for two hours now.
Summary: Greg dares Nick to a kiss. But he didn't stop there.

Sara looked at the blue line. One slip up, well technically three and here she was looking at that stupid blue line.

She had yelled at Catherine and the suspect and she had balled her eyes out to Grissom. Everybody knew that. But only three others knew what she had done a few days later. They had worked some hard cases and they had all worked overtime. So for once they all left at the same time and none of them had to be in for at least another 24 hours. They ended up in Nick’s place all knowing it would the coolest and they needed cooling of. The first hours passed eating pizza and drinking beer.

Then Greg had started it all. He had dared Nick to kiss either him or Warrick to prove he wasn’t homophobic. Nick took the dare and that’s what she remembered the best. How Greg got Nick to kiss him and how the two started to make out. How she and Warrick came to be part of it was more fuzzy.
It had been good. It had been the best sex she had in years, not to mention the only.


She couldn’t remember the finer details but it had been good for sure.

They had woken up in a tangle of limbs and wowed to keep it a secret and not to repeat it. They all knew that she still desperately wanted Grissom and that Warrick had been interested in Catherine for ages. She suspected that Greg had actually gotten what he wanted and that Nick even had liked it.

After she had balled her eyes out to Grissom he had slowly let her come closer. But way too slow otherwise she would never have slept with them.
It was time for her to take a decision.
1) Have an abortion and never let anybody know.
2) Tell Grissom have an abortion and get pregnant with his child.
3) Tell the guys and marry the father as soon as it could be determined.
4) Tell the guys and let the father have the baby.
5) Give the child to Nick and Greg and never mention the father.
6) Drop dead this moment.

She was unable to decide and went into work knowing that talking to Grissom would help.

“Hey Boss busy?” She wanted to kick herself for the choice of words.

“Come on in Sara.” He didn’t even look up at her. She entered and shot the door.

“I’ve done something stupid.” That made him look up.

“What you’ve not been drinking have you?”

“Well I did some time ago, but I’m definitely stopping now.” He looked puzzled and curious so she carried on.

“About a month ago I had sex and now I’m pregnant.” She wanted to drop dead when she saw the hurt in the blue eyes.

“With who?” He was rubbing the bridge of his nose so typical him.

“Hmm that’s part of the problem.” She dropped her eyes.

“You don’t who?” He didn’t even conceal the hurt from his voice.

“I know who, but there were three. It was sort of heat of the moment.” She was trying to find the answer somewhere on the floor.

“You mean you know the father or there are three candidates?” She had never seen him display so many feelings in such a short time.

“Ahmm three candidates.” She knew she was blushing badly but she had to see his eyes.
“Sara how why…” He could only be described as wounded.

“You. I thought I could have you. I kind of imagined that if I were to have children it would be with you. But I felt lonely and I had a few beers too many.” She defended herself but the tears welling up revealed her own hurt.

“Sara I…I don’t know if…Sara what do you want me to do?” He was supposed to know, he was supposed to help her.

“I want to know if you and I can happen. I want to know if I should have an abortion and have your child instead.” She forced the words out before her voice would falter from the threatening tears.

He looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Sara given your age you shouldn’t have an abortion unless you have had one before.” He jumped to safe ground.

“I haven’t and you haven’t answered.” She was a trained interviewer as well.

“What do you want me to say? Come live with me and I’ll raise this child as my own.” She heard the angry sarcasm loud and clear.

“One of the candidates is African American. And I’ll only live with you if really want me to.”

“Will you at least tell me who the candidates are?” The sarcasm was disappearing and a hint of desperation was replacing it.

“When you tell me how you honestly feel about me, without thinking about the job first.”

He sighed and she braced herself for his answer.

“I love you Sara. Do you really wanna have children with me?” She could barely focus, had he just said that he loved her.

“Yes I do and you know I love you. The candidates…”

“Sara I have never really had a relationship, it won’t be easy.”

“Nick, Greg and Warrick.” He jumped out of his chair and the chair scooted back into the bookcase behind him.

“What? Of all people in the world you should see enough shit to know a few basics about safe sex.” He was practically shouting at her.

“Yeah well at least they are good guys. I wasn’t raped or anything.” She was standing too now and their faces only inches apart.

“I… damn it Sara I have no idea what to do let alone what to say to you.” He had lowered his voice.

“We needed to kick back from one of those days where we’d all been putting in overtime and we ended at Nick’s place. Anyway we got a bit drunk and Greg made a pass on Nick and pretty soon we were all messing around. And things got a bit fuzzy and that’s why I don’t know who yet.”

He came round his desk and pulled her into his arms.

“I’m sorry baby. I’ve been such a fool. Talk to the guys, tell them and have the baby. Please.”

“What happens after that?”

He answered by kissing her.

Five minutes later she was in his office with them and Grissom had disappeared and she wasn’t sure how he had managed that.

“Ok any of you know what this means?” She held up the pregnancy test.

“It means some one is pregnant.” Greg stated.

“True. Our secret won’t be a secret for long guys.” She looked at them and held her breath.

“So you’re saying that at least one of us has professional swimmers?” Greg spoke while Nick and Warrick competed on looking most shocked.

“Yup. Are the two of you an item?” She asked pointing at Nick and Greg.

“It would be thought so by many yes.” It was Greg speaking again. Nick did nod this time though.

“Warrick you and Cath?” She tried to decipher the emotions playing across his face.

“Do you want to keep the child?” Greg asked her.

“Yeah I’m too old to let it go. But I’ve been thinking if you or Nick is the father that maybe you two should raise the kid.”

“Pretty big decision so early in a relationship but I like the idea. What about you Sara, don’t you want to raise the child?” She was glad that Greg was able to talk and talk sense.

“I’m planning to have children with some one else and I would want them to be his.”

Warrick stormed out of the office not saying anything at all.

She talked with Greg about a few technicalities and then he and Nick left to talk in private. When she was about to call Grissom back the door was thrown open and slammed shut again.

“What the hell are you playing at you bitch?” So Warrick had told Catherine.

“What do you mean?” She tried to keep her voice calm.

“Couldn’t get Grissom in the sack so you just had to do them all hah?” Catherine was still shouting.

“We got drunk and Greg dared us and well it just happened. But you could’ve had Warrick ages ago, you were just too slow.” She could hear the venom in her own voice.

“How dare you say something like that?” Catherine spat out.

“Because it’s the truth.” She snapped back.

“Stop it!” Grissom had entered unheard and had clearly had enough for the night.

“Hey Nicky is he still up?” She was walking up to the house as Nick was locking the door.

“Yeah, rough day?” She sighed and looked down.

“Hmm well not all bad, but your supervisor…” She trailed of, no matter what she didn’t like to bad mouth Catherine.

“Oh sweetie, leave her to me and Warrick.” He got in his SUV and took of.

“Decent?” She had walked in on him a few times too many.

“Depends on what you like.” He stuck his head out of the kitchen with a milky moustache.

“Well I like for you to at least wear boxers.” She walked into the kitchen knowing that she could talk freely with him.

“Those that say that a pregnancy is the most wonderful state to be in are liars.” She dumped her aching body in the vacant chair.

“Didn’t anyone tell you about sore breasts water in the body and mood swings higher than the Rockies?” He was smiling that lovely goofy smile.

“Maybe, but I wasn’t listening for sure.” She stole a spoonful of his Fruit Loops.

“Already started craving for weird food?” She had years ago told him her honest opinion on products like Fruit Loops.

“Yeah and the doctor and Griss are totally worried about what I eat and what I don’t eat.” It was actually an argument between her and Grissom that had made her come here in the first place.

“Ah. He really does love you. I mean if he takes the food discussion with you.” This whole awkward situation had proved Greg as her best friend.

“Yeah and I know I should eat meat, but that is pretty hard after so long. But I’m starting to think it might not be so bad. They’ve made me take some iron tablets and my stomach well you know.” She gave him a frown.

“Oh sweetie, iron tablets. They totally stop all bowl movement. I hate to state the obvious. But we are designed to eat meat and veggies.” He didn’t mock or lecture her, he just said it.

“Griss has bought a million books or so on pregnancy, parenthood, surrogacy and adoption. And he wants me to live after all the advices and rules and god knows what else. We’ve just been over the meat issue again this afternoon.” She stole more Fruit Loops.

“Isn’t it amazing how big an impact two small cells has had on all our lives?” She doubled over laughing spitting milk all over the table and that was exactly why she had come to Greg.

“Take it easy sweetie. I just thought you could do with a laugh.”

“Ah Leggo my Greggo you’re the best.”

“Nah Griss is, but I will settle for second best.” The glee in his eyes dominated his whole face.

He poured another portion of Fruit Loops.

“Sara. Nick and I have been trying to piece that day together. I don’t know how much you remember and Warrick is doing his best to make up to Catherine so he is no help at all.” They hadn’t talked about it before. All of them too busy figuring out how to deal with the relationships that had come out of this.

“Hmm like I said I remember you daring Nick and your kiss, but then things are fuzzy and well I mostly remember that it was good.” She took another spoonful of the cereal hoping he would take the hint and carry on.

“Ok. Well I was pretty sober and very deliberate in my dare to Nick. And Nick claims that he sobered up real fast when he kissed me.” He took a deep breath and continued.

“Anyway. I gave Warrick a blow job and I remember thinking about how his cum tasted. It tasted like a first shot and not a like a second or third like I was building up to.” She just kept filling herself with Fruit Loops.

“I know for sure that I came when I was in you.” She had wanted to know this for the past two months but it was still pretty hard to sit and listen to Greg telling what had happened.

“Nick is also pretty sure that you made him come. I can’t believe that we were so careless. I have never had unsafe sex before.” He was clearly affected and embarrassed by their recklessness.

“Nick is also pretty sure that Warrick didn’t come more than once, but there is of course the possibility of transfer.”

“So what you’re trying to say is that yours and Nick’s swimmers were better represented in the race.” She tried to make light of this pretty hard topic.

“Basically yes. I’m trying to convince Nick to have the conversation with Warrick, but I think I’ll have to do it. It was hard enough for Nick to talk to me about it.”

“Can’t say that I blame him. I didn’t know that the taste change…” She trailed of trying hard not to imagine Greg giving Warrick a blow job.

“Sara sweetie. What did you do in college?”

“I studied forensics and not guys.” She admitted shyly.

They had moved into the living room after she had finished two portions of Fruit Loops.

“So how is it living with Grissom?”

“He is pretty over protective, but apart from that ok. I mean we’re both bookworms and loners so we eat and sleep together. But otherwise we just carry on as normal.” She had eyed some barbeque chips in the kitchen and was greedily emptying the bag.

“I must admit I was surprised that he just ordered you to move in.” He stretched out in his armchair.

“Yeah me too, but it’s nice. How about you guys? When was the last time Nick slept in his own bed?”

“Uh that’s a good question, more than a month ago. Can’t say that I mind though. It’s nice to have him here and we make a good team. This is by far the best relationship I’ve ever been in.”

“If you wanted Nick why did you flirt with me?” She had always wondered.

“Have you ever taken a look in the mirror?” He looked flabbergasted, she didn’t know how else to describe him.

“You are both hot brunettes how could I choose?” She blushed; she had never thought she would be compared to Nick. She had always felt ugly compared to that Texan Adonis.

“I had to get to know you guys and I fell totally in love with Nick years ago.”

“Why not me?” She wasn’t sure she wanted to know, but her hormones ran the business today obviously.

“Because you were so hooked on Grissom that I would never stand a chance. To begin with I didn’t even think Nick would be possible, but I got to know him better.” He smiled all over.

She left for ‘home’ soon after, so they both could get some sleep before shift.

“Hey I’m back.” She greeted Grissom who were reading some book.

“Hey. Are you alright baby?” He put the book down and gave her a worried smile.

“Fine, I went over to Greg. We had ‘the talk’.” She eased down to his lap.

“Good, was it what you expected?”

“Hmm sort of. Greg and Nick has pieced most of that day together and it’s probably one of them that are the father.”

“Do I even want to know how they came to that conclusion?”

“Something about how it tastes…” She was trying to be the scientist but she failed badly.

“Oh. I’m guessing that it is Greg knowing that.” She could see her lover reddening and found it incredibly endearing.

“I’m hungry can we go out for a steak?” She had no control over her hormones.

Grissom had been called in by Catherine two hours before shift, so she had to drive in herself. Under normal circumstance it wouldn’t have bothered her at all, but tonight her eyes were playing tricks on her, leaving her unable to determine the distance to the car in front. She made it to work without accidents.

“Sara are you ok?” Greg sounded worried as he approached her.

“Yeah why?”

“Because you’ve parked…” Of course she had parked, but she still followed the direction he was pointing in. Her SUV was parked over two spaces and the rear was nowhere near being in the space.

“Shit. I had no idea it was this bad.” She fumbled for her keys.

“What’s so bad?” He asked and reached out to touch her hand.

“Well I had a bit of a problem telling how far away the other cars were. But this is…” She finally got hold of the key only to have Greg take it from her.

“I’ll park it. Ok Sara?” He looked far too worried for her liking.

“Ok.”

Walking next to Greg she became convinced something was wrong. He wasn’t cheerful as normal, but edgy and jumpy.

“What’s the matter G.?”

“Nothing.”

“Liar. I know you. Remember. You’re a chatterbox around me. But tonight all I get is this worried vibe and single words. So what’s wrong?”

“Eh Nick called earlier.” He slowed down as if he didn’t want to go inside.

“About what?”

“He eh tried to talk to Warrick and eh… Catherine overheard… and blew a casket.” He had come to a dead stop.

“Same talk as we had or…?” She and Catherine hadn’t really talked since her pregnancy became known. They had just shouted a few words at each other, before one the guys had intervened.

“Well he’d asked Warrick if he’d sorted things with Catherine. And then when he asked if ya know Warrick had a problem coming, Catherine had walked in them.”

“Ouch glad I wasn’t around.”

“Yeah well Nick fled the room and called me. I have never heard him cry over the phone before.”

“Hmm I really need to sort this out with Cath. But I would’ve preferred to know what Warrick thinks of all this before.”

She put an arm around Greg’s waist and got them both going again.

They found Nick in the break room alone, so she left him and Greg and went in search of Catherine. She found her behind a pile of papers in her office and knocked on the door.

“Hey Cath. Got a moment?”

“Come in.” Catherine snapped.

“We need to talk about this. It won’t solve anything if we keep on shouting.” She suddenly noticed the dark patches of skin under the other woman’s eyes.

“Yeah I guess.” Catherine sighed and leaned back.

“I know that we behaved irresponsible and that you have every right to be angry.” She was searching for the right things to say, but found it much harder than her talk with Greg.

“Hmm Sara I just feel like… like you’ve all ganged up on me.” Catherine was obviously struggling too.

“We haven’t. We did something out of line and we’re paying for it now. The worst it that I always thought that the day I got pregnant you would be the one I could come to for advice. That you would help me through the hormonal outbursts… That you would be happy for me.” She was caught off guard by her own tears; she had cried more these past few months than in here entire life.

“I know. I know. But I hate that Warrick might be the father and that makes him so damn protective of you.” Catherine started to fidget with a ball pen.

“According to Greg he shouldn’t be.” She could really do with a helping hand from Greg right now. Catherine jerked her head up and made eye contact.

“What makes him say that?”

“Ah… hmm… eh… he eh… thinks that eh… Warrick only… ya know… came when eh… he was eh… giving him eh… a blow job.” She blushed hard getting that said.

Catherine looked at her in astonishment.

“I really didn’t need that image. Damn it Sara. What are you planning anyway? I mean with the baby.” Catherine had become obsessed with straightening some papers on her desk.

“If Nick or Greg is the father, they get the baby. I haven’t spoken to Warrick so I really don’t know. But Grissom has said that he will raise any child of mine as his own. So…”

“So they really are a couple?”

“Haven’t Nick told?!” She had been certain everybody knew.

“I may not have been open to listen so…” She began to feel dizzy and reached out for balance.

“Sara baby are you ok?” She knew that voice but it was so far away.

“Sara sweetie just take it easy.” She was struggling to open her eyes and see the actual owners of the voices she kept hearing.

“Oh baby you gave me such a scare.” Grissom was kneeling next to her while the rest of the room spun round.

“What happened?” She croaked.

“You fainted while we were talking.” A blurry Catherine came into view.

“Why?”

“You’re just exhausted. I did it a few times in the beginning when I was pregnant with Lindsey.” She thankfully drank the water Catherine offered her.

“I know you’re gonna be pissed baby, but you stay in lab tonight.” She glared at him, but was glad he didn’t send her home.

She slowly made her way to the locker room alone, since the two supervisors had been detained by Ecklie.

“Hello Sara.” Warrick greeted her upon entry.

“Hi, are you on your way home?” She wanted to talk but she felt drained.

“Hmm it was the plan.” He seated himself on the bench.

“I’ve talked to Greg about this whole mess and I just tried to talk to Catherine but I passed out.” He padded the bench indicating her to sit.

“You passed out?”

“Yeah there’s a lot more to being pregnant than just sporting a big belly.” She had slumped forward and he put a reassuring hand on her back.

“So I’ve heard. Nick and I talked but Cath she…” He trailed of and they sat in silence for a while.

“Yeah Nick had called Greg and I don’t think I’ve heard Greg so worried before.” She felt so tired.

“It’s just not fair. I mean you and Griss are so happy and Nick is over the moon. And all I get is a pissed off Cath.” She was very surprised to hear defeat in his voice, Warrick the unbeatable.

“Had you anything going before?”

“Nah, it was just sort of in the air ya know.” Everybody knew that, but it wasn’t the right thing to say.

“Maybe that’s why she is so angry.”

“I don’t know. I’m so sorry Sara, but the beer and them kissing and I had gotten laid in ages…”

“Don’t worry. I did it for exactly the same reasons.”

“You did? And here I thought that was strictly a guy thing.” He clearly needed to lighten things up too.

“Nah, Warrick if you are the father. What do you want or expect then?” Somewhere she found the strength to ask the big one.

“Well according to Nick that’s unlikely, but I don’t know. I mean it’s not like I could do the right thing and marry you.” He sighed and pulled her closer in a sideways sort of hug.

“No and I can’t really imagine us living together.” The mere thought made her giggle.

“I would want to be a part the baby’s life, but it would be better if it grew up with you and Griss, I think.”

“Thanks Warrick I just needed to know that. And I hope you work things out with Cath.”

“Me too. Maybe I should find her and talk this over.” He got up and took his bag.

“Hmm Ecklie kidnapped her and Griss just before I came in here.”

She was splashing water in her face when Nick and Greg entered.

“Are you ok sweetie?” She hated Greg sounding so worried, it just wasn’t right.

“I’m fine now. I talked to Warrick before he left and Griss put me on desk duty.”

“Oh bummer. It means I’m stuck with Sophia all night.”

“And we all know how much you love blondes.” Nick teased him.

“Shut up. Well I better go find her. See you later love.” She once again witnessed Greg kiss Nick.

“You look good together Nicky.” She looked into his bloodshot eyes and felt sad.

“Thanks.” He gave her that gorgeous smile of his.

“Are you ok Nicky?”

“Yeah I am now. Cath just went ballistic when she overheard me and Warrick. Greg’s just been after me for not talking things over with Warrick.” His smile faded as he spoke.

“I’ve talked to them both, but they really need to have an honest talk. I mean Cath is jealous and Warrick is plain miserable.” She was certain it was her hormones speaking because she could barely recognize herself.

“No offense Sara but you should have gotten pregnant earlier it makes you more human.”

“Hey you try and run on an overdose of hormones.” She gave him a gentle smack on the head.

“So what did Warrick say anyways?”

“He wants to be a weekend-dad. I think that bringing up a child alone scares him.”

“Can’t say that I blame him. I mean if it wasn’t for Greg I would be freaking out too. But he just makes everything so much better.” His smile returned.

“It’s good to be in love.”

The knot in her stomach was not there because of her pregnancy, but Nick. Some bastard had buried Nick and put a webcam in the coffin to make sure they got to see his dying hours. She tried her best to help look for him and comfort Greg at the same time. Warrick was like a rampaging bull.
For a while she forgot all about being pregnant and only focused on finding Nick. The fear that ravished her mind was relentless and she wished that the baby was Nick’s. Because if Nick died they would still have some of him. Everybody was searching for Nick.

When he finally was found and retrieved from the ground, exhaustion washed over her.

He was loaded into the ambulance and Warrick and Catherine rode with him. Why Greg didn’t go with him was beyond her, if it had been Grissom nobody could’ve stopped her.

“He knows I’ll be there. He needs me to come home to. But Warrick feels so guilty.” He must have noticed her frown when he didn’t go in the ambulance.

“Are you ok?” She knew it was the most stupid question of course he wasn’t.

“Getting a lot better now that he is found.”

She walked into Nick’s room and for once found him alone.

“Nicky?” She whispered not wanting to wake him if he was sleeping.

“Hi sweetie.” He opened his eyes with some difficulty due to the ant-bites.

“Are you up for a visit from me?” She knew she lacked in people skills.

“Sure. How are you and the little ‘Impact’?” Ever since Greg had described her pregnancy as an impact between cells it had kind of stuck.

“Tired, but fine. To quote Greg ‘Getting a lot better now that you’ve been found’.” She dropped in the chair bedside the bed.

“Knowing what he went through… It’s actually worse than… I mean I knew…I hate that he…” She laid her hand on his chest, remembering that he wasn’t bitten there.

“Greg’s never been one to dwell on what ifs. He is just over the moon that you’re still here with us.”

“I know… I can’t wait to go home to him. Even though it’s gonna be rough. I mean the nightmares I had last night.” He closed his eyes and a tear slipped out the corner of his left eye.

“We’ve all been having nightmares. The fear of not finding you in time has taken a toll on us all. I woke to Griss thrashing around in a bad dream and I couldn’t wake him. I had to slap him before he woke and then the floodgates just opened.” She really shouldn’t be troubling Nick with this.

“Grissom cried?” His eyes opened again.

“Yeah well nothing compared to me, but I strongly believe that most of my crying is due to the ‘Impact’. You’re not worth crying that much over.” She said jokingly desperately seeking to lighten the mood.

“Oh that’s cold Sara.” He understood her motivation and the sarcasm in his voice was evident.

“Hey I’m still here and I’m getting more used to the hormones now.” She laughed.

“I love you. Just in case I spontaneously combust you should know that.” She swatted him on the chest.

“Bah, I love you too though.” She knew how important it had become to Nick to let people know how he felt about them.

“You know sweetie, I’ve been held at gunpoint more than once, I’ve been stalked and I’ve been suspended and investigated for murder. But it took being buried before I realize that I might end up dead before telling people how I feel.”

“Well you must have a magnet for trouble stuck somewhere on you.”

“You know what always helped me in the past?”

“A good old flirt with Greg?” She asked the obvious. Whenever something shitty had gone down their flirting had gone up.

“Was it that obvious?”

“In retrospect, but not at the time. Besides I… you know me and… well I was just glad that he didn’t flirt with me all the time. Though I admit it’s strange now that he doesn’t.”

She noticed that his hand the on the other side of the bed was preoccupied by something.

“It’s Muhey. My mom brought him here for me.” He held up a stuffed cow, of course when in Texas you couldn’t have a stuffed Teddy!

“It’s good for basic comfort.” Greg had entered the room without her noticing it.

“Hi G., I’m just on my way home again.” She made to stand up only to have Greg gently push her back down in the chair.

“Hang on Sara. Something we should talk about before you leave again.”

“Don’t you guys wanna be alone?” She wasn’t up to more serious stuff, but Greg obviously was.

“We’ve got plenty of time later. It’s my night of remember?” He sought eye contact with her.

“Yeah, but I kinda left Griss in a terrible state.” Greg’s eyes told her to stay, something she had never seen in his eyes before.

“We talked with Warrick and Cath...” Nick started.

“And we’ve reached some sort of an agreement.” Greg finished.

“Did I miss anything?” Warrick asked as he walked in.

“Just me bossing Sara around!” Greg smirked.

“Why do I always miss out on the action?” Warrick said in a mock pout.

“Because I have the exclusive on that one.” Nick stated dryly.

For the first time since their drunken ‘party’ they were all gather in a non-work situation. The odd thing was that in this situation Greg was the leader, something he never was at work.

“Warrick go ahead.” Greg drew Warrick forward and put a comforting hand in the small of his back.

“Yeah sure man. I’ve been thinking Sara, I mean you said you would give the baby to Greg and Nick if either of them is father right?” She nodded.

“Well if I’m the father…” He drew in a deep breath braced himself and continued.

“I would like them to have the baby too. I mean if it’s” She cut him off.

“That would be good. Grissom is having nightmares over this baby thing.” She hadn’t wanted anybody to know, but she just needed to unload.

“I mean he doesn’t talk about it, but he shouts in his dreams. It sounds like he’s trying to convince someone that he’s their dad. And I can’t wake him unless I get real physical and slaps him and then when he wakes he utterly refuses to talk about it.” She rested her elbows on her knees and hid her head in her hands.

“Good then that’s settled. So Sara sweetie now all we have to do is keep Nick out of danger and make sure that you take care of our little ‘Impact’.” Greg smiled satisfied that things were all settled now.

She told Grissom when she came home and he didn’t even try to hide his relief.

Not that she could blame him. The man had never really imagined himself as a father. So she could hardly expect him to be thrilled about raising someone else’s child as his own.

Nick had been back to work for three weeks and her pregnancy was beginning to show. She was no longer tired, actually she was bursting with energy and she was horny most of the time. The shift started out pretty normal, she was to remain in the lab, Warrick and Nick worked a double homicide, Catherine and Greg were out to a traffic accident involving multiple vehicles and Griss was out verifying a suicide.

So she had made herself comfortable in the garage working on an old Porsche; that they had found in the desert with a body in it. When she was in a rather uncomfortably stretched position her cell went off.

“Sidle” She managed after 6 rings.

“Brass here, eh Grissom… He collapsed Sara and they are taking him to Desert Palms.”

“What!!!!!!” She panicked and knew she was screaming at the poor detective.

“He just passed out. Pulse is fine but eh…Why don’t you meet him at the hospital?”

“On my way.” She shouted and hung up while running for the exit.

At the hospital she was met by a very worried Brass.

“Jim do they know what happened, is he awake, where is he?” She didn’t really wait for any answers before she went in search of a doctor.

“Sara wait up, they are still examining him. Let them do their job.” He said stopping her and guiding her into a chair.

Half an hour later a doctor came out into the waiting area.

“Jim Brass?” Jim stood and pulled her with him.

“Mr. Grissom is dehydrated and his kidneys seem to be malfunctioning, so we need to keep him here for further test.” She felt the world spin, it couldn’t be happening.

She was sitting on an uncomfortable chair next to the hospital bed with Griss in it and listening to the doctor.

“Mr. Grissom you came in last night dehydrated and with kidney failure. You’ve been given fluids for the dehydration and we hope that was what caused the kidney failure. Have you had an infection lately or been stressed?”

“Well I guess I’ve been under a lot of stress lately, but can that do this?”

“We’ll run some tests, but sudden drops of the blood pressure or infection are common to cause kidney failure. Your blood pressure was fairly low last night. Hopefully we should have the results from the lab soon. Then we’ll know about any infection. Have you had any stinging pain when urinating or sudden back pains?”

“Well my back has been killing me lately, but I’ve made a lot of changes in my live lately and I just thought it was a reaction to that.” Grissom looked like the definition of exhausted.

“It is possible. But like I said we’ll know more when the results come back from the lab.”

She felt incredibly guilty after the doctor left. It had sounded like it was her fault entirely.

“Sara baby, I should’ve told you that my back was hurting, but I just needed to be there for you.” He looked as guilty as she felt.

“No matter what Griss you tell me. I fucking live with you!” Her voice ended in high shriek.

“Hey I’m new at this.” He snarled and let his head fell back on the pillow.

“Me too.” Came her deflated reply. She should know better than to argue with a man in his poor condition.

“You’ve got to go into work tonight Baby.” The ‘I’m the boss’ tone was unmistakable.

“I know but I don’t wanna leave you alone here.” Her guilty expression marred with tears.

“I’ll be fine Baby. It’s likely that I just ignored an infection for too long. Never meant to scare you Baby.” His affection for her was audible again.

Ecklie put Sophia in charge and she really didn’t mind, the only think she cared about was the man in the hospital, work just had to be done. Greg picked his old flirt with her and even put on one of those wild shirts and spiked his hair as high as possible; just to make her feel better. To her surprise it worked at treat. It almost seemed like the old days before they had been blown up. He was all energy and smart remarks.

“Greggo I don’t know how to say this, but you’ve saved my sanity tonight.” She flashed a big smile at him.

“Hey I know that you need to have everything else normal now that he’s… not.” He added as an after thought.

“I guess. He has to stay in there until his kidneys are up and running again. It’ll take a while because of the severity of the infection.” She buried her head in Greg’s hair and let her tears fall silently. He held her in silence.

She spent the days at the hospital, the evenings at home sleeping and the nights working. After 5 days she was a mere shadow of herself and Greg took her out for breakfast, well coaxed her into going was more correct. If they talked she couldn’t remember what it was about. All she wanted was to be back at the hospital beside her soul mate. Greg drove her there and followed her up. When they arrived Nick was already there talking quietly with Grissom.

“Hi Baby.” Grissom smiled a more sincere smile than normal. She even thought she detected lust in his eyes.

“Hi Griss, feeling better?” She was beginning to think that he was ready to go home.

“A bit, but the doc just told me that I get to stay at least another week.” Her heart sunk.

“Ohhh, I just thought…” She trailed off.

“Come here Baby.” She walked over to the bed and took his hand.

“I’ll be fine. I’m going to have a lot of testing done today. So I want you to go with Nick and Greg and have a good time with them today. No need to worry about me.” The famous ‘I’m the boss’ tone was used. She didn’t want to leave him. So she started to protest. That made him pull her down and he whispered: “Go. You deserve a good time. I’ve seen how horny you are and I hate that I can’t do anything to relieve it. But they can and I want them to.” She pulled back and looked dumbstruck at him. Had she been that obvious?

His determined look was enough to make her nod and accept the ‘offer’.

Greg took the lead as the most natural thing in the world.

“Sara sweetie it’s up to you if you want to watch or participate. We don’t want you to feel forced into anything.”

“I don’t know. He took me by surprise.” Her voice was down to a whisper. This was so unlike her, but the ‘Impact’ made her do the strangest things. Grissom had told her that the hormones raging in her body could make her step out of character. But she had never imagined it would make so horny and willing to have sex with anybody but him.

“Well I suggest you wear a dress and no underwear, and then it’s easy for you to masturbate if you want to or you can join in easily.” Greg’s calm voice made her horny and she could feel a tinge in her groin.

“I don’t have a dress with me...” She wasn’t sure how to play this.

“I have one for you.” Greg’s statement didn’t even surprise her.

“Basic plan and feel free to step in at any time if you want something else.” She nodded.

“Nick and I undress each other. We kiss and take turns going down on each other. Sounds good so far?” She nodded feeling an increased amount of blood in her groin.

“If you’re up for it the grand finale will be me making sweet love to Nicky.” She imagined Greg fucking Nick’s brains out and nearly came from the mere thought.

“Sounds good to me.” She whispered in an unfamiliar low husky voice. Nick had a severe blush going, but also a clearly defined hard on trying to break out of his jeans.

Greg handed her the dress, a nice simple blue one. The dress spread out wide from the waist leaving plenty room for her belly.

She sat down on a corner of the bed and Greg started the show. He pulled Nick in for a deep passionate kiss; it made her clit throb wildly. Greg started to undo the buttons of Nick’s shirt following the revelation of skin with kisses. Nick shrug out of the shirt only to have Greg suck on his nipples. Her left hand found her right breast and she caressed herself. Nick pulled Greg up for another round of tonsil hockey and he deftly cleared Greg’s torso of his shirt. The heat in her body turned up a notch. Nick broke the kiss and started to trail kisses down Greg’s neck. His hands found Greg’s nipples while he eagerly licked an earlobe. She adjusted her legs. Nick moved his mouth to one nipple and his eager treatment made Greg throw his head back and moan deep and low. Nick moved further down and undid Greg’s jeans with the use of his teeth. She was pawing her breasts like a kitten stimulating its mother’s milk glands. Greg stepped out his jeans and Nick kissed down his inner thighs to the knees, making Greg buck from the sensation. She stroked down her own thigh, moaning in anticipation. Greg pulled Nick up and undid his jeans much the same way. The two men were standing in front of her only wearing boxers. She gasped when Greg pulled Nick’s boxers down and revealed his very erect cock. Greg groped Nick’s ass and pulled him flush against himself, rubbing his hip against Nick’s erection. Nick pulled free from their kiss and removed Greg’s boxers. Then he maneuvered Greg to the bed making sure she a full view of them all the time. Greg laid down flat on his back, his head only inches from her thigh.

“You can kiss me if you like Sara.”

Greg was very aware of her and her actions. Nick nodded and sat down between Greg’s legs, where he applied light kisses all over Greg’s torso and down. She bent down and placed a feather kiss on Greg’s mouth. Nick reached his goal and took the hard cock into his mouth making eye contact with her. She bent down to kiss Greg again and this time it was tongue action extraordinaire. Her clit was filling with blood and she was getting really wet. Nick’s hands roamed Greg’s torso while his mouth worked up and down on the cock. She eased up on the kissing as Greg pants for air became more rapid. She watched as Nick moved from the cock to the balls and started sucking them instead, making Greg buck his hips wildly. Normally when she masturbated it would be a quick séance in the shower, but she wanted this to last. She was stunned by her own wetness and how much pressure she needed to apply for further stimulation.

Nick released the ball he had been toying with and raised Greg’s hips and before she knew of it Greg had a pillow under his ass.

“Come and have a look.” Nick held out a hand to her. She moved and got a full view of Greg’s private parts. With Greg’s legs spread as wide as possible Nick resumed his work with his tongue. She broke out into goose bumps when his tongue darted over Greg’s opening. When the tongue entered she gasped and slipped a finger into her wet pussy. Greg was moaning and writhing from pleasure. Nick sat a steady pace with his tongue and the hand he had closed around Greg’s cock. She added another finger and ensured that her thumb hit her clit repeatedly. She could hear herself mumbling and found it odd that Greg wasn’t talking only moaning.

“Nickyyyyyyyyyyyyy… oh… yeahhhhh.” Nick moved fast and swallowed Greg’s cock as he came. The way Nick gently emptied Greg made her come.

“You want me to lick you?” Nick whispered and she pulled his head towards her pussy in answer. His tongue on her clit made her dizzy and her orgasm peaked high and long as he worked miracles with his tongue.

Greg sat up and reached out for something under the bed. He returned with three water bottles. They took a short break to drink and calm down.

Her mind was focused on her desire and she wanted to see Greg fuck Nick’s brains out and they had sad anything she wanted.

“Fuck him Greg. Fuck him for me.” She was still speaking with that strange husky voice.

“Anything for you Sara. Today it’s your playground.”

Nick lay down and the pillow was used to elevate his ass.

“Kiss him Sara.” She moved and straddled Nick, and then she bent down and kissed him. He tasted of semen and her, but another kind of bitter than Grissom’s. She couldn’t quite put her finger on the difference and then his skillful tongue made her forget everything but that for a while. Greg grabbed her firmly at the sides and she moved to the side and positioned herself so she now had a full view of Nick’s privates. Greg had a bottle of what she guessed to be lube laying next to him.

“Are you ready?” She nodded, her pupils dilated from lust.

He didn’t go near Nick’s cock instead his squirted lube on two of his fingers.

“Do you want me to comment?” She had no idea, but he did sound so sexy and she nodded.

“I use lubricant to make the entry painless, like when you take your temperature.” He let one finger circle the tightly closed hole.

“I let him get used to the idea of entry by gently massaging on the outside.” The finger continued to circle and Nick relaxed, making the wrinkles smoothen.

“Then when he is relaxing I slip one finger in.” His index finger glided in a few millimeters.

“Not to deep, it gives him a chance to relax further.” He pushed his finger in as far as possible.

“If I want him to climax fast I rub his prostate.” Nick gasped and wriggled.

“But I want this to be slow and good, so I want to add another finger.” He did as said and it blew her mind to see him slowly move his fingers in and out of Nick. Mostly because of the pure pleasure it gave Nick.

“I don’t just move in and out I make a scissor move to widen him enough for my dick.” She noticed the movement on the back of his hand. Her clit was throbbing madly again.

“When I’m sure that he is relaxed and ready I lube my dick and slip my fingers out and enter him.” The moan from Nick was so laden with lust that it fried her brain. Greg didn’t plunge in, he entered slowly. She was panting hard from the visual stimulation.

“Take me, take me, take me.” Nick was spilling words as Greg fucked him.

“Oh you’re so good. I love to have you inside me. I need you to fuck me. Oh please Greggo, please. I love you. You’re the best thing that has happened to me.”

It was the most amazing thing to hear Nick so uncontrolled and it sparked her own desire more than she had ever imagined possible. She watched them in awe while she manhandled her clit to another orgasm. Greg had stopped talking and was just moving on top of Nick in an increasing pace. Nick’s mouth had completely run loose.

Greg was panting hard and Nick suddenly fell silent. When Nick stopped talking Greg took his cock into his hand and stroked it in the same rhythm as he was fucking him with.

“Nickyyyyyyyyyyyyy… oh… yeahhhhh.” Greg’s body shuddered in a huge muscle spasm. Nick howled and then his legs jerked indicating that he had come as well.

Greg more or less collapsed on Nick and for a while they just laid there in perfect unison.

She felt privileged for having been allowed to see this intimate act of love.

Greg reached out and motioned for her to come closer.

“Do you want more? Do you want to join in?” She was tempted, really tempted.

“Maybe, but you… the love between you guys. I don’t want to… interfere.”

“You won’t, we wanted to show you, who you are planning to leave your child with.” She wondered if Nick had resigned to just speak at work and while being fucked.

Nick sauntered of to the bathroom to clean up and she decided that she needed one more orgasm.

 

She woke up to the sound of an unfamiliar alarm clock.

“Sara sweetie, time for work.” Greg… her body helped her brain remember where she was and what had happened.

“Holy shit.”

“Don’t worry we’re not late. Plenty of time for us to get ready.” Greg sounded like everything was business as usual.

“I don’t get it Greggo how can you be so bloody cool about this?” She wrapped the sheets around her.

“Because I’ll try anything once. Grissom asked me if we would do it. I said yes but that he had to convince Nicky. I love you, and having partied with gays for 10 years has taught me the fine line between sex and love-making. So I knew it wouldn’t be a problem for me. Nicky was my concern, but somewhere inside he hides a freaky Nicky and I just love to see him in action.” He was moving around the bedroom gathering clothes to wear for work.

“He lets you be in control. It’s fascinating how you two are so different when you’re… you know.” She blushed suddenly wondering how the hell she had ended up in this situation.

“He needs to let go. Do you want the shower first?” He stood in the doorway.

“Yeah uhm what do you have to eat in this place?” She was starving and couldn’t remember having eaten food yesterday at all.

“I’ll whip up a storm while you shower.” He laughed and left her to have her bath.

She felt present at work, a feeling that had escaped her ever since Griss was admitted to the hospital. Greg was all energy and wild style, and she found one his CD’s and had it blaring loud all night, just for comfort. Sophia didn’t comment anything as long as they got the job done. Grissom had called when she got into work and updated her on his tests. There were no results until the following day of course. They had agreed that she should only spend a couple of hours at the hospital in the afternoon. Actually he had pulled rank on her for that agreement. So when the shift ended she drove home and found Warrick sitting on the doorstep.

“Warrick… what are you doing here?” He looked an absolute wreck.

“Waiting for you.” He got up slowly and moved so she could unlock the door.

“Come on in.” She would have preferred to be alone, but he looked so very lost.

“Thanks.” He headed straight for the couch after having kicked his shoes of.

“Do you want something to drink?” She had gone straight to the kitchen for supplies.

“Yeah just something cold.”

“Remember who owns this house. Beer, juice, milk or cola light?” The fridge contained some weird stuff on occasion.

“Oh yeah of course… eh… juice will be fine.”

She entered the living room with a well stocked tray. Being pregnant allowed for strange unhealthy food, so she had chips, ice and chocolate in abundance with her.

“So…” She said handing Warrick a glass of orange juice.

“So… so then Cath chewed my head of… again.” He sighed deeply.

“I’m sorry; do you want to drown your sorrows with some ice?” It dawned on her that Warrick had lost a lot lately. He had lost his friendship with Nick, because he still blamed himself for Nick being buried. He had lost Cath’s trust in him, because he had fooled around with her, Nick and Greg. He had lost Grissom’s protection and guidance when the team got split up. She could not allow for him to loose her too, no matter how hard it would be on her.
He took the offered spoon and went for the plain vanilla ice.

“I needed to talk… and I don’t know… but Nick, it’s not the same anymore.” His hand fed the ice mechanically to his mouth.

“You need to forgive yourself.” She wondered when she had become so Grissom’ish in her way of talking.

“Wow, just because you live with him doesn’t mean you have to talk like him.” He looked up and held her gaze for few seconds before dropping it again.

“Sorry, but he rubs of on me. You know Nick is pretty okay so maybe you should try and talk to him.” She was scooping up strawberry ice with sour-cream chips. That particular combination caught Warrick’s attention.

“How can you combine that?” He sported an expression of wonder and disgust.

“Hormones… any strange behavior during a pregnancy can be blamed on them.” She smiled and wondered how she could help him the best.

“Sure… I wonder what Cath’s excuse is these days.” He was scraping the ice container in his hand for the last spoonful.

“My pregnancy. Every time she sees me she freezes up. It’s really eating her up and I don’t know how to go about it. I mean I’m glad that I got pregnant. Even if it was a clumsy way and I’m happy that Nick and Greg got together, they really deserve to be happy. I mean Nicky he has like a trouble magnet stuck on him, he needs someone who is there just for his happiness.” She made a dash for the kitchen to get some Fruit Loops.

“I love her.” He leaned back and allowed her to see his teary eyes.

“Have you told her that?” She really needed to learn how not to offend people.

“No, she hasn’t given me a chance. I knew that I liked her a lot but I didn’t figure the last bit out until… you know we screwed up.” Apparently he had accepted that if he wanted to talk he had to put of with her lack in conversational skills.

“Oh and now you wish that you had found out sooner.”

“Both yes and no. Like you said Nick and Greg is a really good thing and the baby… well I hope it’ll be good too. But I feel like I’ve lost… lost everything.” His eyes overflowed and the tears ran down his cheeks in silence. She pulled his head down to her shoulder and held him tight letting him cry for as long as needed. There was no need for words all she had to do was to be right there holding him. Eventually he drifted off and she eased his head down on her thigh and covered him with a blanket. He snored softly drooling on her thigh, when she was woken up by the phone.

“Sidle.” She said in a lowered voice.

“Hi baby it’s me. Are you still at home?” She looked at the video to see the time.

“Yeah remember you told be not to come in so early today.” She whispered.

“Sure, why are you whispering?” He had lowered his voice too.

“Because Warrick is sleeping, I’ll tell you later when I come to see you Griss.”

Warrick stirred and looked up at her.

“Thanks for everything Sara.” He mumbled before he got up and headed for the bathroom.

“You’re welcome!” She called after him. After massaging her thigh she got up and started some proper breakfast for them.

“Ah that smells real good.” He sniffed in the bacon and eggs frying.

“Thought we could do with some decent food.” She always felt guilty after a bout of ice and chips like earlier. Warrick doubled over laughing.

“Decent! You’ve always been after me for eating stuff like that.”

“Well a girl can change and besides I’m pregnant. I’m allowed to gorge weird food.” She defended this new side of herself that she still hadn’t gotten quite used to yet.

“Sure. I think I like this new you though. You’re better with people.” He gave her a confirming hug, something that would never have happened before between them.

“How did you get here?” She couldn’t remember seeing his truck outside.

“I walked; I needed to think and ended up here, so I’d appreciate a lift.”

“No problem, you can come with me to the hospital and say hi and then I can drive you to work.” She got plates down for them.

“Ok I can shower and shave at work, got extra clothes in my locker.” He stated the obvious, they all kept at least one extra set of clothes at work.

“Maybe you should let Catherine know how you feel about her.”

“She won’t listen.” He looked downcast.

“Make her listen. You sing right?” He nodded.

“So write her a song and record it for her. I’m sure Greg can help you with that.”

“Yeah well I don’t know.” His shoulders slumped and he kept focusing on the floor.

“Things can’t get any worse… so maybe it’s worth trying.” He continued.

When they got to the hospital Nick and Greg were there talking to Grissom. Warrick’s normal easy gait stiffened when he saw Nick.

“Warrick talk to him. He loves you! Don’t be so hard on him.” She hissed under her breath. It was getting to her, this apprehension between the two so normal good friends.

He sighed and nodded.

“Hi Warrick nice to see you.” Greg got up and hugged him. She went over to Grissom and got a very passionate kiss.

“Hey Griss how are you.” Warrick averted Nick and went to his old boss.

“Better, the infection is down and my kidneys have actually started to work. Not enough though so I’m here for a bit longer.” The smile on Grissom’s face reached his eyes and made the blue in them brighter than normal.

“That’s really good to hear man.” Warrick said and Sara nudged him in the side.

“Oh by the way Greggo can you help me record some stuff?”

“Sure he can and you can hitch a ride with Nicky to work.” She wanted to ensure things went right for him. Warrick frowned but Greg pulled him out of the room and they talked for a while in the hallway.

“I hear that you had a good day yesterday Baby.” She blushed almost as fiercely as Nick.

“I did and Greg should learn to keep his mouth shut.” She turned to look at the crimson red Nick.

“I don’t suppose you did any of the speaking?” He just shook his head in denial.

“I’m glad that you have found such a strung love in each other.” She cupped his chin and sought eye-contact.

“So am I.” Nick finally found words and caught her gaze, letting her see the display of emotion in his dark eyes. She had never before seen him so in love and so happy. There was barely a trace of the trauma he had been through recently.

Greg and Warrick returned to the room.

“Nicky why don’t you and Warrick go to work and get some talking done on the way?” Greg had put on the bossy voice and carried on.

“Warrick I’m owed a favor, so I think I can get a studio for tomorrow. So you and Nick should come and pick me up and take me out to breakfast when shift is over.” He had moved over to Nick while he spoke. Nick nodded his approval of the plan and was rewarded by a hot kiss from Greg.

“If they don’t sort this out I’ll go mad.” Her statement made the two remaining men look at her in astonishment.

“And you Greggo should learn when to speak and when not to. I wanted to tell Griss myself.” Both men smiled wide knowing smiles at her.

“I pestered them.” Grissom admitted.

“Maybe they should cut back on your meds.” She swatted him lovingly on the arm.

“I have a legit excuse being pregnant, but what is causing my good old reliable Gil Grissom to be so out of character?”

“The realization of love and my own mortality. I don’t want to miss out on things anymore. No matter how hard it is going to be for me.” She had always loved him, but at that particular moment more than ever before.

“Hmm sounds like the two of you need some time alone. Guess I better go find a studio for Warrick the lovesick. I’m glad you were there for him Sara.” Greg made his excuses and left them.

“Gil I love you and only you. Yesterday was as much for you as for me. The love that they share it’s… huge. A child would complete their lives for sure. For the first time I’m truly confident in my decision.” They had locked eyes, making blue and brown express their true feelings.

“I hoped it was the right thing to do. I mean I’ve plenty of time to think it through while being cooped up in here.” He sighed.

“Baby do you think Warrick will be… ok?” The blue eyes showed worry at the edges.

“Well Greg and I are determined, so of course it’ll turn out ok.” She laughed and kissed him long and hard before telling her version of the previous day.

“So how did it go? Did he make a CD for her?” Greg and she were dusting a Mustang in the garage and curiosity was killing her.

“He sure did. I haven’t really heard him do his own stuff before. But hot damn he’s good. You know he showed up with this big fat ring binder filled with pages of love songs. I had R. D. help and you know he’s a professional producer and the man wants to sign him for a deal.” Greg’s mouth were running as fast as when he was a lab rat.

“Wow, do think he’ll do it?”

“Nah, all the songs were undoubtedly written for Cath and it’s a hobby to him. This is what he loves.” She chuckled at Greg being a regular contortionist to reach an out of place fiber.

“Yeah we’re all hooked to this glamorous job. You never get messy.”

“You never get covered in decomp.” He continued.

“You’re never in need of lemon baths.”

“What a glorious life.” They both had tears rolling from laughing hard when Sophia entered.

“What’s so funny? Did you find a signed confession or what?” She was never any fun.

“No we were just discussing the joys of being a CSI compared to being rock star.” Greg said sobering up in a split second.

“Ah, did you find anything useful?” Sophia pointed to the car.

“Yeah some partials and a few fibers.” She held up the bags of evidence.

“Good!” Sophia left and their laughing spout returned.

Two days later she learned how Catherine had reacted to the CD from Warrick.

He had managed to sneak it into her CD-player in her SUV and she had heard it on her way home. Then the following night she had taken him and Nicky out to a small club and disappeared for 10 minutes. When she came back she did a strip show for him and finished of with a lap dance. At which point Nick had made himself scarce, so only Warrick and Catherine knew what had happened later. Something they hadn’t shared with anyone. But the mood around the lab had lifted considerably.

She had still to hear the CD and her curiosity had her pestering Greg for hours on end. But he stood his ground and when Grissom got released she acknowledged her defeat and turned her attention towards her soul mate.

When she was 7 months pregnant Ecklie got a promotion and once again the 3 CSI-shifts got a make-over. A make-over that Ecklie had no say in.
Catherine became supervisor for night.

Grissom became over all counselor, but in effect he worked nights as a CSI.

Warrick, Nick, Greg and herself was appointed to night as well.

Sophia became supervisor for a fairly new lot hired for the day shift.

The swing shift held a few from days and some new faces as well.

The only thing she cared about was that the old team was back together. It made up for the fact that she was stuck in the lab. She knew it was for the best, especially when her emotions ran riot and she had a crying spell over a brown spot on her apple.

There was no doubt about hers and Grissom’s relationship and it was the reason for him becoming over all counselor. Only few people knew about Nick and Greg, gay relationships weren’t a favorite with many cops and those who knew didn’t want the risk of them getting in harms way because of some homophobic idiots. She didn’t know the nature of Warrick and Catherine’s relationship, nobody but they did.

She was watching surveillance tapes from a bank robbery gone south when her labor began one week early.

After 28 hours of agony and screaming she delivered a perfect little girl. Grissom and Greg had been there through the whole ordeal. The three others had stopped by after work and they were due back in two hours. She had read somewhere that babies looks like their father immediately upon birth. If that was true the baby was ET’s, she had never thought of babies as beautiful.

Grissom and Greg were of total different opinion; they both thought that the little girl was the most perfect creation ever. When Nick, Warrick and Cath came she got buried in flowers and baby clothes.


He unlocked the door for Nick carrying Christina Sara Stokes Sanders. The DNA-test had revealed him as the father and they had decided that the baby should have the fathers name as her family name. Sara’s milk had begun to dry out after three months and she had told them to take the baby home.
Nick had taken paternity leave for the next two months, they had quickly learned that Nick could make her calm down easier than anyone else. Besides he couldn’t imagine Nick not being the one at home with their daughter. His love for Nick grew for each time that he saw him with the baby. He had found his mate for life and now they had a child together. It was of course an added bonus that Nick and Sara looked alike. That meant that their daughter would truly look like them both.

“Do you think she’ll be alright?” Nick asked anxiously.

“Of course! Sara is her mother after all! Don’t you think that she can take care of her own child for the weekend?” He was getting tired of Nick’s distrust in other people’s ability to baby sit Chris for them.

“But what if she wakes up and…” Greg put a stop to Nick’s ramblings with a kiss.

“Get dressed and let’s get going.” He ordered. For the first time since Chris came home they were going out. Nothing fancy just dinner and then they could, if they wanted to, have the rest of the weekend to themselves. He didn’t hold high hopes for Nick to be able to go the entire weekend without the baby.

Much to his dismay Nick called twice from the restaurant just to check if their baby was doing ok. He wanted to enjoy the evening with Nick and just Nick.

“Maybe we should stop by on the way home?” Nick sounded so concerned that he almost gave in.

“They’ll call us if something is wrong. Besides I thought we should spend the night making love.” They had barely had time for quickies since Chris came home. Her nickname ‘Impact’ remained true even after her birth.

“I know but I just can’t help worrying about her. She is so… unique.” Nick’s voice quivered.

“She truly is, but so are you Nicky and I would like to remind you just how much I love you.” He used his most seductive voice and it worked a treat, judging from the blush on Nick’s face.

He carefully undressed Nick, kissing and caressing every bit a naked skin. He had planned for this night and he wanted everything to be perfect. He sat his naked Nick down on the bed and walked over to the CD-player and the bedroom was filled with David Bowie’s ‘China Girl’. He had rehearsed his strip show for two weeks under Catherine’s careful guidance and seeing Nick’s reaction it had been worth every minute of practice.

When the song ended he was only wearing his necklace with the golden heart that Nick had given him for his birthday.

“I love that you can still surprise me like this.” Nick’s voice was low and laden with lust.

“I bet you’ll love the next part even more.” He moved to the bed straddled Nick and took the bottle of massage oil from the nightstand. After having heated the oil up between his hands, he started a slow soft massage of Nick’ chest muscles. Muscles he knew would be sore and tender from constantly carrying Chris around. Nick relaxed into his massage and spoke soft words of love and praise. When he heard Nick rant like that for the first time he had been shocked, but now it was just one of those things that he really loved about Nick. When he felt the muscles loosen and soften he moved on to the arms. It had been so long since he had last had the time to show Nick just how much he loves him.

“Nicky I love you.”

“And I love you G.!” Nick opened his eyes and momentarily stopped his flow of words.

He bent down and kissed Nick with all the passion and lust he possessed. He had since their first kiss never been able to get enough of Nick’s very skillful tongue. When he finally broke the kiss it was only to kiss the rest of his gorgeous lover. While doing so he exchanged the oil with the lube, preparing for the next part. Where Nick was a genius with his tongue, he was better with his fingers.

He spread Nick’s legs and pushed a pillow under his ass, and then he settled himself between his lover’s legs. He took Nick’s cock into one hand and started stroking, the other hand held to lubed up fingers and he let them play around Nick’s opening. Nick was so relaxed from his massage that his fingers plopped in without any resistance. His Nicky was so ready for him that he could barely control himself. He took a deep breath and replaced his fingers with his hard cock. The tight heat of Nick surrounded him and welcomed him. Nick pushed back to make him sink deeper, the push was slow and deliberate and he felt his balls connect with Nick’s buttocks. Nick only moaned and for once they made wordless love. To begin with he kept his thrusts slow; but made sure to brush his sensitive head against Nick’s prostate, each time driving a deep moan from them both.

When the world only consisted of Nick surrounding him he picked up the pace, thrusting harder for each time. He felt Nick’s thighs tighten and then the abdominals followed and he was on the brink of coming too. He plunged deep once more making Nick come hard and howling his name he came too, filling Nick with his eager swimmers.

They broke apart after having caught their breath again.

“You are so fantastic Greggo. The way you can make me feel, it’s…awesome… beyond description really.”

“Nicky I want you to fuck me.” It was something they had never done before. Nick had only done it with his tongue.

“Are you sure?” Nick was still panting slightly from his orgasm. They had never talked about it, both obviously satisfied with the way things were.

“Yeah, I want you inside me. I want you Nicky. You can start with the tongue and just take it slow.” He was speaking with this amazing husky voice; that he could only make during sex. He got on his hands and knees and waved his ass for invitation. Nick took the invitation and used his hands to spread the buttocks as far apart as possible. Then Nick sat his tongue to work, licking his tightly clenched hole. It felt strange to begin with, but then Nick’s hot breath caressing his ass and the tongue massaging him made him relax. Blood pumped to his cock when the tongue penetrated him and started to work him open. His temptation to push back on the tongue was restrained by Nick’s firm grasp on his ass.

He moaned in lustful anticipation each time Nick darted his tongue into him. When he felt the slick head press against him, he pushed back. Nick penetrated him slightly, and then stopped to allow him to relax. He had no patience for that so he forced himself as far back as possible, making Nick gasp. The pain of being filled was brief and the first time Nick hit his prostate any hint of pain was long gone.

He gave over all control to Nick. Nick was inside him and that was all that mattered. He was vaguely aware of the words pouring out him and he suddenly understood so much more about Nick. To begin with Nick’s thrusts were a bit clumsy but the man was a fast learner and the continuous stimulation of his prostate brought him close to another orgasm, so close that when Nick touched his cock for the first time he came hard and uncontrolled.

“So I guess I’m doing this right.” Nick panted as he continued to thrust into him making him see strange patterns before his eyes.

“You… are… oh…my…god…perfect.” He gasped between Nick’s thrusts. Then he felt his lover spasm and he felt semen being spilled inside him. It was a truly unique experience.

“I have to admit that this weekend alone was a good idea.” Nick said as he pulled out of him.

“Uhm, I’m glad you think so. And Nicky I love you.”

“I love you too. And I’m glad that you made me do it. I mean fuck you. Though I missed having your cock in me.”

“Hmm that’s why god gave man the dildo.” He knew they had many years ahead of them to explore and learn. But most of all years to love each other and their daughter.