Chapter seven. Again, just some thanks to everyone who reviewed all previous chapters. Thanks for taking the time to both read and review this fic. It really does make me grin like a maniac. So yeah, thanks again, it makes me want to keep writing for you. So let's get on with it shall we?


She sat on Grissom's couch at his house, perched on the edge of the cushion, head in hands. There was no way that this could happen to her. It had been three months, and there was just no way. They had done everything they could to prevent this. She had been prescribed the pill, and he had used protection every single time, but she knew there were still the very odd times when this still happened even with the necessary precautions in place. She was terrified. She could barely look after herself, so how could she be expected to look after a child? All the had in her refigerator was a can of baked beans and some potatoes, as well as some bottles of beer. How was she going to be able to cope with a child? She knew that when it came to it, Grissom, if he had to, would do his share of the work and that he'd not moan about it, but she knew that he wouldn't be happy about it. He had never wanted children, he had told her that, and she was petrified of what his reaction was going to be.

Three minutes were up, and she looked at the little bit of plastic lying on the table. She didn't quite register what it was telling her until she picked up the instructions and re-read them, and it was then that she really, really started to panic.

"Oh...oh god," she shook her head. "No..this cannot be happening to me. He's going to kill me..."

She stood up, wrapping the test in some toilet paper and dropping it in the bin and taking a deep breath. She didn't know how she was going to tell him. He had thought she was pregnant before, and she had thought he was crazy for assuming it, but now that she really had to tell him that she wished that he would assume that this time too. She was as scared as she had ever been in her life. She had never had a great mother figure herself, and that meant that she had nothing to refer to when she took her firsts steps as a mother herself. She knew that Grissom didn't have anything to refer to, his father dying when he was only little. Together, they didn't make for a great pair of parents, and she just knew that Catherine would try and muscle in and tell them how to run their lives and also to bring up their child just because she had experience with Lindsey.

"Damn it. How the HELL did this happen?" she ran her hands over her face, biting her nails nervously, pacing, trying to figure out a way to tell Grissom. Should she call? Should she leave a message? Should she just go and tell him. "Damn..this is difficult.." she thought. "What do I say? Gil, I'm pregnant with your baby and we've been together for 3 months? No!! He'll run a mile!! And that's no mean feat for him... So what do I tell him...wait!! What if I don't tell him?! No..that'll never work. But what if I just don't tell him until I can think of something to say? That might do it..yeah. That's what I'll do. I'll think about it until I have no choice but to tell him... and then if he runs, he runs. There's nothing I can do about it. Okay. Calm."

At the hospital, Grissom was up on his feet at last, and he was just coming back from the bathroom when Catherine stormed in and smirked, "Where's Sara?"

"I convinced her to go home and rest," Grissom replied, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Why? You need her for something?"

"Ha, yeah, right, that'll be the day," she flicked her hair. "I just wondered how she was."

"What do you mean?" he frowned.

"The whole morning sickness thing," Catherine replied. "I had it too, when I was pregnant with Lindsey."

"Morning sickness?!" he asked. "Cathering, Sara isn't pregnant!!"

"Oh!! Oh, right...okay," Catherine nodded. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"What?! No, she really isn't pregnant. I'm not lying," he shook his head. "Really."

"Okay," she nodded. "Sure. I'll roll. Sara is not pregnant."

"Geez Cath. What's wrong with you lately?!"

"Nothing, like I told you before. I'm perfectly fine."

"Listen Cath, the first time was strange enough, but this time is even weirder. Never in all the years that I've known you have you been this off with me, and I don't why, but it has to stop. I'm still your supervisor, and I don't want to pull rank on you but if I have to I will. When I get back to the lab, if we can't work together and you're still like this I can get you into trouble for insubordination, and believe me when I tell you, Cath, that if I have to do that to get you to realise that I'm with Sara and that I'm not going to leave her just because you don't like it, then I will!"

"What the hell Grissom?! I'm not acting any different than I usually do, and if you get me in trouble for insubordination, don't think I won't grab you by the balls and drag you down with me," she snapped, pointing her finger in his face.

"If this carries on at the lab, you can be certain that your career is going to come to an abrupt end Catherine."

"Hell Grissom! That knock to the head really changed you!!" she exclaimed, glaring at him for a moment before turning on her heel and again storming out of the room.

Greg bounded into the hospital, hoping that Sara was going to be with Grissom so it wouldn't seem too weird that he was visiting. Just as he was on his way into the room, he caught sight of a blonde nurse in the nurse's station, and he paused, looking between the nurse and the door before deciding that his boss could wait and wandering over to the nurse.

"Hey," he grinned, and she turned round and smiled.

"Can I help you?"

"Uh..I don't know. I'm kinda hungry. I think I might need some food. Care to come eat with me, so I don't feel lonely?"

"Um.." she looked away awkwardly. "No...thanks."

"Oh, c'mon!! We're both science types. I'm a lab tech, you know. I work with the CSIs. Grissom, over there, is my boss, actually. If you ever get into trouble I can get you out of it."

"Um..yeah, the thing is... I kinda...you know..." she paused. "See that other other nurse over there? She and I are together.."

"Together?"

"Yeah."

"Oh!! Oh..you're together...oh...DAMN!! I'm sorry, I didn't realise...I...um...I gotta go."

"Sure, it's okay. If I were into guys...well you'd be one of the first on my list."

"Oh? Cool." Greg grinned, pausing before almost running away from his big mistake.

It was his first night back in the house. He had gotten in and insisted he make himself some coffee, but then he had reached into the refrigerator and realised he had no milk, so Sara had gone out to get some for him. He was just waiting patiently for her when he remembered that he needed to collect a prescription the next day. He sighed and went to the hospital bag that was lying at the end of the bed. He searched and searched, but he still couldn't find it. Cursing, he padded pack through to the living room, searching in there. He was getting frustrated, because being a crime scene investigator he should have been able to find a prescription easily enough. Eventually he resorted to raking through the bins, and as he got to the little waste basket by the side of the couch, raking through it.

He was getting frustrated when he couldn't find it, but suddenly his fingers made contact with something cool. He frowned, getting a grasp of the object and pulling it out of the basket. When he got it out and saw what it was, he froze, staring at it in shock for a moment before turning it round. His jaw dropped as he saw that it showed a positive result.

"Oh, god..she is," he murmured, staring at the little bit of plastic before going to his study and tucking the test into his desk safely where it couldn't be thrown out.


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Morgan