A/N: Thanks for the reviews! This chapter Greg tells the story of how he got his babies name and drops a bomb shell on the team. I promise the next chapter is when the drama and angst is going to start ;)

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Chapter 3: The Name

There was just a month to go now. I had been considering a name for the baby for the past couple of weeks. If it was a girl I liked the name Eden after my Grandmother but I wasn't sure about the boy.

One day Sara and I were on our way to interview a man and woman about a tragic event. There little boy had been kidnapped and we had found his body a few hours ago…he was only three months old. I hate cases like that were a child is ripped from the world, it's just so unfair and I hate working them but It means the baby's parents got the justice they deserved.

Brass was stood outside his office waitng for us with the distraught woman, the child's mother, whilst its father did the best to comfort her. There was a little girl there too clinging onto her father's trouser leg looking confused.

"Mr and Mrs Belander this is CSI Sidle and CSI Sanders, they need to ask you a few questions" Brass explained.

"Ok, but please I don't want my daughter to hear this" Mr Belander said stroking the top of his daughters head.

I squatted down to the child's height "Hey there I'm Greg" I said with a smile "what's your name?"

"Millie" the girl replied quietly.

"That's a pretty name. How old are you Millie?"

"Six" the girl said becoming a bit less shy and moving away from her father's leg.

"Six huh? Well I bet you like drawing then" I said and the little girl nodded "well I know where we can find lots of different colours so you can draw some cool pictures whilst my friends talk to your parents, do you like the sound of that?"

The little girl nodded again and came away from her father putting her hand in mine. The man gave me an appreciative smile and a nod which I returned and then I took Millie down into the break room and gathered some pens and paper. She sat with her legs crossed on the chair and started scribbling on the paper and I sat and watched her intently. After about five minutes she stopped suddenly and looked at me.

"My brothers not coming back is he?" she said with a frown. I didn't really know what to say "Mommy and Daddy said he's gone to play with the angels"

"Yeah that's right" I said with a half-smile. I am not religious at all but I know stuff like that helps put people's minds at rest, it's the hope people so desperately need sometimes.

"Are you going to find out who hurt him?" she asked curiously.

"Yes I am" I say determined.

"Do you promise?

"I promise"

"Good" she said and went back to drawing on the paper. "His name was Oscar…" she continued "I really liked that name…Mommy and Daddy let me pick it"

"Yeah" I said with a nod "yeah I really like that name too, good choice"

"Thank you, it's sad that he only got to use it for a few months…I spent ages trying to think of the perfect name for him, he liked it I know he did, he smiled every time we said it"

I think about this hard for a moment. Oscar. I really do like that name "tell you what…" I started seriously and the girl looked at me "I'm going to be a daddy soon too and if I have a little boy, why don't I call him Oscar?"

"Oh would you!" the little girl squealed in excitement.

"Sure, Oscar Sanders, what do you think?"

"I think that sounds great!" she said clapping her hands happily.

"Good and I'll make sure to tell everyone you chose it for me" I said with a broad smile and Millie gave me an equally big one before going back to her drawing.

About a half an hour later Millie's parents came out of Brass' office to collect her followed by Sara.

"Here I want you to have this" Millie said and I squatted down in front of her again. She gave me the picture "it's my Oscar playing with your Oscar" I look at the picture of two babies, they are both smiling and one has a halo with wings.

"Thank you this is really good, I'll put it on the wall in my office" I said sincerely.

"When your baby gets here can I come and see it?" she asked hopefully.

"Yes of course you can" I said with a smile and she suddenly hugged me and I hugged her back.

"Thank you Sir, come on Millie, Greg has to get back to work now" Her mother said taking hold of Millie's hand and her father shakes mine.

"Bye Greg" Millie said turning to wave as she walked away and I waved back.

Sara just turns to look at me with a grin and raise eyebrows.

"What can I say" I shrugged "kids just love me" and we both laughed. I was content with my name choices now.

The Present…

So that is how your name came about Oscar Sanders.

I'm still stood at the glass watching him, hours must have passed and he's still sleep. A nurse comes round the corner and smiles at me.

"Can I hold him now?" I ask excitedly, she nods and goes into the room and picks up my baby.

She comes back out and holds him out to me. I hesitate at first from fear I might drop him because I've never held a child so small before, but I soon get over it as I just needed to have him in my arms. He sighs deeply as the nurse gives him to me and I cradle him in my arms, I smile down at him not quite getting over how beautiful he looks, I feel the luckiest man alive. He stirs a little so I start to 'shush' him and rock him gently.

"You're a natural" the nurse says with a smile at me.

"Thanks" I smile back "I was a little worried"

"I don't know what about. You can take him home now; he's all cleared and checked over. A health visitor will come round a few times a week to see how you're getting on" she explains.

"Ok thank you" I say with a grin and turn to walk out the building and too my car.

I fasten Oscar into his newly acquired car seat which Catherine helped me pick out. As the only member of the team who has a child she has sort of become my go to person for advice. I must double check he's strapped in safely at least ten times not wanting any risk of him getting hurt. I look at the clock as I get in the driver's seat. 10am. Boy I was stood watching him all night.

I had got the news Ellen had gone into labour at four o'clock yesterday afternoon and had immediately abandoned my crime scene to get to the hospital, but Nick said he'd cover for me so that was ok. Ellen was totally fine afterwards, but she never even got to see Oscar I don't think. Being in prison she had no real rights towards him, she'll probably go back in a couple of days. I will take Oscar to see her when he's old enough, it's only fair.

I take Oscar to the lab because I just can't wait for the others to see him. I carefully pick him out of his seat, careful not to disturb him and carry him inside. I am immediately swarmed by people 'awing' over him and I can't help but laugh. I eventually break through the crowd and head into the break room where Catherine, Nick and Sara are sat staring at some crime scene photos.

I clear my throat and they all turn at once "Guys, I'd like you to meet Oscar." I walk over to them and they all smile "Oscar, this is your Auntie Catherine, your Auntie Sara and your Uncle Nick" I hand him over to Catherine.

"Greg he's gorgeous" she says as Oscar suddenly wakes and rubs his eyes. I take this as a sign that he might be hungry so I start to make up a bottle of milk for him. I bought all the essentials a couple of weeks ago like formula to feed him, diapers, clothes and the guys kindly bought a crib for him as a present.

"Yeah he has your eyes" Sara says leaning over Catherine's shoulder and tickling Oscars chin.

"Oscar, that's a nice name, how'd you come up with that?" Nick asks.

"I didn't, I'll tell you the story later… but I was thinking….for a middle name…how about I name him after Warrick? You know something in his memory"

"I think that's a wonderful idea" Catherine says still looking down at Oscar.

"Yeah man" Nick says coming over and putting a hand on my shoulder "that would be a really nice thing to do"

"Then it's settled. His name Is Oscar Warrick Sanders." I say with a grin. It's Sara's turn to hold him now but he starts to let out a straggled cry.

"Mmm I think someone's hungry…" she says "and I'm not talking about Nick for once"

"Hey!" Nick says offended and Catherine and I just laugh.

"Alright come on then big boy" I say taking Oscar off Sara and placing the bottle in his mouth. He latches onto it straight away.

"I can't believe it, Greg Sanders a father. I remember you walking into this lab in your early twenties, fresh out of university with the hair and the Hawaiian T shirts but now look at you. Our kid CSI with a kid of his own" Catherine says.

"I know I can barely believe it myself, I mean I'm so immature! But at least that'll make me a fun dad; I couldn't stand to be a boring one"

"Greg, you couldn't be boring if you tried." Nick says "So what have you got planned for the next few weeks?" I had been given three weeks paternity leave in order to sort myself out.

"Well… I was thinking about getting a new apartment because it's a bit small and I want Oscar to have his own space. Then I need to try and organise a baby sitter for when I come back to work….about work…I was thinking and…I might ask to move to day shift or even go back into the DNA lab."

"What!" Sara and Nick say together in surprise.

"Well I just figured if I worked during the day I'd be home in time to spend time with Oscar before putting him to bed. And If I asked to go back to DNA I would get paid more and I could really use the money now that I have to pay for all of Oscar's stuff too…"

"Look Greg if you need money…" Nick begins.

"Erm no" I interrupt him "No Nick I'm not taking money off you" I say firmly as he looks like he's going to protest.

"but we'll hardly ever see you!" Sara says looking upset.

"yeah and you worked so hard to be a CSI" Nick says equally as upset.

"I know, I know and I'd miss you guys too but I have to think about Oscar now. Look I was just thinking about it ok, nothing is certain yet alright, so don't worry about it" I feel bad because I have more or less decided I'm going to do it, but I couldn't bring myself to tell them just yet.

"Well If you think it's best for you and Oscar, then you should do it" Catherine says and I give her an appreciative smile.

Oscar has finished the bottle and had managed to get himself back to sleep.

"He doesn't really do much does he?" I say with a laugh. "Your turn" I say happily offering him to Nick but he steps away.

"No that's ok" he says nervously "I'll drop him"

"No you won't" I say with a roll of my eyes "look I was worried about that at first too, but it's fine honestly, I know you won't hurt him"

"Thanks that makes me feel a lot less pressured" he says sarcastically but he takes Oscar all the same.

"See not to bad is he?" I say triumphantly.

"I can teach him how to play sports right? And take to games?" Nick asks hopefully.

"Sure that's your job" I say patting him on the shoulder.

And then we all fell silent as the world seemed to evolve around the baby boy Nick was currently cradling in his arms.

Little Oscar Warrick Sanders