Title: Never Pounce on Your Lover
Author: Sandra Solaria Dees
Email: sandrasolariadees@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/sandrasolaria
Permission to archive: Yes
Fandom(s): CSI: Vegas
Genre (general, hetero or slash): slash
Pairing/Characters: Greg/Nick
Rating:FCR/G
Summary: Nick knows the answer to the Question
Warnings: MPreg, but that's the point.
Notes: Crossposted to my livejournal, csi_slash lj, csislash yahoo group, and gregsanders slash group, and ff.net
Acknowledgements: My lovely Emilea for always being there. And all of those who have commented on my work.

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Nick bit his lip as another contraction hit him. He heard Greg whimper beside him as he squeezed his hand.

"Come on, Nick. Push," the doctor ordered from a region that was usually a very happy place for Nick (and Greg).

Nick groaned but did as instructed, clamping down on the hand in his. Greg kissed the hand currently breaking his and wiped away the sweat from Nicky's forehead with his free hand.

"Again, Nick. Again. I can see the head!"

Nick couldn't contain it any longer and began to sob, but he kept pushing.

"A girl! It's a girl!" The doctor called, holding up the gooey child.

Greg laughed. "You did it Nicky. You gave us a girl. A girl, babe!"

Nick fell back onto the bed and closed his eyes.

A few moments and a few more pushes to expel the placenta later, the nurse had cleaned up the baby and handed the pink bundle to the exhausted Nick.

Nick groaned and blinked. A fuzzy Greg was leaned over him, stroking his hair. He took in his surroundings. He was sitting on the floor, leaned up against the front door.

"You okay babe?"

"What happened?"

Greg looked sheepish. "You came home and I pounced. I accidentally kneed you and you hit your head. You've been out for ten minutes."

"Oh god," Nicky cradled the more tender of the two spots mentioned. "I had another one of those dreams while I was out."

Greg sniggered. "The pregnant dreams?"

For two months, Nick hadn't had a night without dreaming he was fat with the spawn of Greg. Greg had found out one night when Nick mumbled in his sleep about how to decorate the baby's room.

The next day, Greg bought a baby magazine and slipped it between the pages of Nick's Car and Driver. Greg said that he had never laughed harder than when he saw Nick's face.

"What was this one about?" Greg continued as he helped Nick stand slowly, the latter still cupping his crotch.

"Let's just say a woman's pain is equal to a man's and leave it at that."