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What Mummy Wants, Mummy Gets

My belly was ever growing as I turned 7 months pregnant. My little devil just wouldn't stop fidgeting. Nick and I hardly did much work 'cause every time she kicked I made someone go and find Nick which was all I seemed to do but I didn't want him missing a moment.

Everyone was being so kind. Wendy, Mandy, Catherine and I spent most of our breaks flicking through baby magazines and teasing Nick about how much our baby was going to cost. I moved into his place a few weeks ago and we hadn't yet turned his spare room into a nursery. He was planning on getting Warrick and Greg to help. Nick's bed was just as comfortable as I remembered and just as warm as every night he would rap his arms round me hugging our baby inside me like he did the night she was conceived. I felt so safe.

"Oh my god, look at me I'm huge! I barely fit into these seats anymore. God I could give an elephant a run for his money!" I exclaimed as I tried to lower myself into a chair without any help.

"Sara, don't be mean to the elephants, what did they ever do to you?" teased Greg.

"Oh thanks Greg that makes me feel much better."

"You're welcome," he smiled.

"Hey, watch it Greg!" Nick said.

"Sorry."

"So you should be Greg, you never ever under any circumstances up set a pregnant women. We are the superior sex!" said Catherine.

"Oh, you are, are you?" asked Warrick.

"Yes we have do be uncomfortable for 9 months and then go through the agony of labour. We then have to raise the children half the time whilst juggling a job and what do you men do? Nothing!" she smiled.

"So true," I smiled back.

"Well maybe women go through the most pain but I don't think men just take a backseat in the raising of their children. I know I won't," Nick said.

"Glad to hear you'll be doing you're bit for your little girl," Catherine laughed.

"What else did you expect from Nick Stokes," he laughed.

"Right then, Nick you're with Greg and Catherine you are with Warrick and me," Grissom announced as he handed out cases.

"What about me?" I asked.

"Oh um Nick told me to stop you working in the field, sorry," he replied.

"Nick, what am I supposed to do? Sit here and twiddle my thumbs?" It should have been my choice when I should stop working in the field and my maternity leave didn't start for an other month or so.

"Tough! I'm not having you out in field where you or the baby could get hurt. You could always do my paperwork for me?" he asked.

"Yea but Nick that was the best bit of this job," I smiled. "And don't push it!"

"Fine but your not working in the field, end of!"

"Catherine, when did you stop working when you were pregnant with Lindsey?"

"I worked right up to 8 and half months, but it doesn't mean you have to," she answered.

"See!" said Nick.

"Yes well I wasn't going to work for that long but I'm not stopping at 7 months, I'll be insane by the time the baby comes! I'm going out into the field and that's final!"

"Fine Nick she can work with you, but no fighting at the crime scene, so Greg don't make me regret this, but you're in charge!" Grissom finally said.

"Yes! You definitely wont regret it. Come on Fred and Daphne let's go," Greg was so pleased with himself.

"If we're Fred and Daphne, does that make you Scooby Doo?" I asked trying not to laugh.

Greg just glared at me as we left the room. The day actually went by really quickly. After shift I sat on the sofa in the break room and held my stomach.

"Hey, do you mind if I go out with Warrick and Greg for some drinks?" Nick asked peaking his head round the door.

"Yea, ok, just don't get to drunk, remember what happened last time?" I smiled.

"Love you!" he shouted walking away.

Catherine came in and sat next to me.

"Catherine?" I asked.

"Aha," she said.

"Will you go baby shopping with me," I murmured.

"What?"

"Will you go baby shopping with me," I said slighted louder.

"What?"

"Will you go baby shopping with me!" I yelled.

"Of course I will," she said hugging me.

We went to the shops the next day. I was way over my head. But thankfully Catherine was there to help. She helped me choose a pram, a cot, toys, some gorgeous little clothes, paint for the nursery and more. We ended up phoning Nick, Warrick and Greg to help us carry everything. Nick was so surprised. He asked me about 7 times how much it all cost and Catherine laughed every time.

"What mummy wants, mummy gets," Nick said felling my stomach.

"And don't you forget it!"

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