It's gonna be a chapter fic. Pairing ??

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Half Past Now

The shift was coming to a slow but steady close as Nick and Greg wandered down the halls of the lab towards the reception area to punch out of the system. The glow of sunlight pressing itself around the blinds and glowing into the lab. For both of them it was a wearying glow, unlike the revitalizing strength it gave to the rest of humanity. As they stepped around the hall Greg watched Nick stumble to avoid a tiny blond headed person pushing an even tinier toy car up and down the hallway. A couple of more steps and Greg tripped over a completely matching child with the same short blond hair and freckle stained face this time spread out in the hall with a coloring book.

Another moment and the two of them managed to run straight into a third child with longer hair than the first two but a matching face as she ran up the hall. "What is this CSI daycare? Where'd all these kids come from?" Nick asked with a chuckle as he caught the little girl before she fell. "Be careful pumpkin, you don't wanna fall."

"You three ought to get back to your mom," Greg said gently as he gestured to the little girl and the two boys he guessed were her brothers. The three turned the corner though, and Greg couldn't help but notice two more blond headed children bouncing a ball back and forth across the side hallway. He turned towards Nick, "Am I going insane or are toe-headed kids spawning everywhere?"

"You count five?" Nick asked, counting on his fingers. He grabbed the little girl that had started following him and Greg by the shoulder and looked at her, "Where's your Mama sweet pea?"

The little girl didn't speak but nodded and pointed to the reception area at a frazzled looking woman with mussed hair and dingy clothes. She was clutching onto an over-sized purse in one hand and a cell phone in the other.

Her back was turned to Nick and Greg as they slowly approached. "Ma'am," Nick called gently. "Is this pretty little lady here your little girl?"

"Brennen Skye," the woman chastised as she looked up from her child to the men standing in front of her. "Oh, officers! I'm glad they finally sent someone to talk to me I've been waiting for an hour..."

"Wait," Greg said, stopping suddenly. "Liz?"