You Belong With Me
Disclaimer - I don't own CSI or any of its characters. If I did, you would know about it. Nick would have swept Sara off her feet a long time ago!
A/N: Hey, my lovely readers. I'm back with a wonderful sequel to Far Away. I must warn you though, I have no real idea where this story is going, maybe it'll come to me as I write this amazing first chapter, set a year after the end of Far Away. Told, once again, from Sara's POV. Enjoy!
I took a deep breath and sat down on the bench. That had been the forth time that week that I'd thrown up. I nervously lay the pregnancy test down beside me. I wanted it to hurry up and tell me, put me out of my misery. I needed to know if I was pregnant again. My hands started shaking and a shiver ran down my spine, sending goose bumps all over my body and the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. I didn't notice the door open.
"There you are," Catherine announced as she stood in the doorway staring at me. "C'mon, Grissom's waiting for you."
"I can't come now Cath," I said softly. "I don't feel to well."
"Do you have a fever?" she asked as she sat next to me, leaned across me to feel my forehead and glanced at the pregnancy test. "Oh…"
"Oh, is about right," I smiled.
"Are you pregnant?" she asked.
"I don't know yet. I have to wait three minutes. It's turning out to be the longest three minutes of my life," I shrugged my shoulders.
"Have you been trying?" Catherine asked, hesitantly. "I know it's none of my…"
"It's okay," I interrupted. "Yeah, we've been trying. I brought up the subject probably a year ago. We thought about it and decided it's what we both want, but we waited for Liv's first birthday. We've tried three times, this being the third, and so far we've come up short."
"Third time lucky?" she smiled.
"Hopefully," I sighed. "I'm worried it looks like I can only conceive when I'm drunk."
"I'm sure that's not the case. And I know Nicky won't see it that way," she insisted.
"I hope you're right," I nodded.
"Well, I've been here nearly two minutes, so you shouldn't have to wait…," she said, looking down at her watch when she was interrupted by an alarm on my phone, telling us time was up. "As if on cue."
I moved to pick up my pregnancy test but then didn't want to. I didn't want to be disappointed again. That was the wrong attitude for it only being our third attempt, I knew that, but I had had my heart set on wanting another baby, it seemed we were taking two steps forward only to take one step back again.
"You ready to find out?" Catherine asked, noticing my hesitation.
"Nope, not really," I smiled.
"Want me to look?"
"Yes. No. Yes," I stuttered. "No, I have to. I wish you could, but I have to."
"Okay, I'll count you in," she said, taking my free hand. "One… two… three."
I turned the pregnancy test round quickly, so that I couldn't hesitate any longer. I brought it up to my face, and tilted it slightly so Catherine couldn't see. I finally looked at it properly and read it. My heart filled with joy. Positive.
"So, is Olivia gonna be a big sister?" Catherine asked eagerly.
I nodded, slowly at first but then gained speed when it registered in my brain. "Yeah. I'm pregnant."
"Congratulations!" she shrieked. "I told you, third time lucky."
"You were right. I'm pregnant," I sniffled and repeated myself, as tears swelled in my eyes. "I'm gonna be a mum again."
Catherine nodded. "And a great one at that."
"I don't know what to do," I sighed. "Guess we should find Grissom."
"No, what's a few more minutes. Let's face it, if we've got a DB, they're not exactly going anywhere," she smirked. "Just give yourself a minute, let it soak in."
"I can't wait to tell Nick, he might faint," I smiled as tears began to roll down my cheeks. "He's gonna be over the moon."
Catherine was about to open her mouth to speak when Greg came to the door and interrupted our female bonding time.
"So this is where you two have been hiding out," Greg started. "Grissom is not a patient man."
"We're just coming," I sniffled and wiped away my tears.
"Good, but he'll still be angry," Greg pointed out.
"What have we got?" Catherine asked.
"Well, if he hadn't of been tired waiting Sara you would have been with your beloved Nicholas and Catherine you would have struck it lucky with me. But, now I'm with Nick and you two have a 4.19 out in the desert," Greg smirked. "Good luck."
"Greg, I'm not one for believing in luck," I smiled, knowing Catherine would see the irony in my remark.
Greg rolled his eyes and slouched off. On a normal day, I might have given it a second thought but not that day. That day was the day I found out I was pregnant with my second child. I was too excited to think about much else. All my memories of the first few months of pregnancy with Liv came flooding back to me, fresh as ever. I remembered the decisions I had to make, the past I let go of, the pain I went through, the hurt I felt as I left the city that been my home for many years. This time, I knew there was going to be none of that, no secrets, no decisions, no worries. This time I had Nick.
Several hours later:
"So, I was thinking, we could all go out after work one of the days this week, to celebrate," Catherine stated as she stood leaning against her locker, at the end of our long shift.
"I don't know. I can hardly get drunk, can I?" I asked sarcastically.
"We don't need to drink to celebrate," she pointed out.
I was about to say something else when Nick appeared at the doorway.
"Hey you," I smiled.
"Hey," he nodded. "I'm off to get Liv from the crèche round the corner. Meet you outside in 5 minutes?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "See ya soon."
"Far too long for me," Nick smirked and walked away again.
"He looks so happy," Catherine commented. "I take it you have told him you're pregnant again, right?"
"When have I had the time?" I asked rhetorically. "We were busy with our case and he was busy with his, so our paths never crossed all day."
"But you are gonna tell him, right?"
"Of course I am," I raised my eyebrows. "I'll tell him when I get home."
"Have a camera on hand, his facial expression is gonna be priceless," she chuckled.
"Well, let's hope so," I sighed as I closed my locker.
"I'll see you tomorrow then," she said.
I nodded and walked away. The second I stepped outside Nick pulled his Denali along side the curb and turned to wave at me. I smiled, knowing that in a few minutes he would have been happier than ever before. I climbed into the passengers seat and instantly turned to see my beautiful 18-month-old.
"Hey baby," I smiled.
"Mummy," Olivia shrieked.
"Oh, hi Sar. I'm fine thanks, how are you?" he asked sarcastically.
"I said hello to you earlier," I pointed out.
"So hellos are rationed now?" he raised his eyebrows.
"Shut up," I insisted as I leaned towards him and kissed him on the lips. "Am I forgiven?"
"For now," Nick smirked.
"Thank you," I winked.
"Right then Liv," Nick said as he rubbed his hands together then started up the car engine. "What do we do when we're in the car?"
"Listen to the radio," Olivia smiled.
"That's right. And what's our favourite radio station?" Nick asked.
"Country!" Liv giggled.
"That's my girl," he smiled in my direction. "I've trained her so well."
I sighed.
"So, how was your case?" Nick asked.
"Fine, I guess," I rolled my eyes.
"What happened?"
"I honestly don't know if I can tell you, I wasn't paying that much attention," I chuckled.
"Something more important on your mind?" he speculated.
"Something like that," I smirked.
"You wanna tell me?"
"Well, I was gonna wait till we got home but…," I trailed off.
Nick raised his eyebrows. He knew I never liked getting to the point when I told him things, I liked to build up to the big moment, and I thought telling him something like I was expecting his baby was gonna be a big moment.
"I'm pregnant," I smiled, cutting my story short.
"You're pregnant?" he asked, making sure he'd heard my right.
"Yeah, only a couple of weeks," I nodded. "I found out at the start of shift, but I didn't see you so I couldn't tell you."
"Wow. You're sure?" he questioned.
"As sure as the sky is blue and the grass is green," I smirked. "I'm pregnant Nicky."
"Huh," he sighed as he leaned back in his seat, remembering he was driving. "Did you hear that Liv? You're gonna be a big sister."
"A big sister?" Olivia asked. "I want a little sister."
"Mummy might be having a boy, sweetheart. You might have a little brother," Nick pointed out.
"But I want a little sister," Liv sulked.
Thank you for reading. Sorry it's taken me so long to write this, the next chapter shouldn't take as long. Hope the beginning of this story wasn't too predictable. Review please.