Disclaimer: Don't own CSI or Charmed, just borrowing them for a little bit.
Author's Note: I started this during tech on Wednesday (mainly because I was finished my business logo on Sunday because I thought it was due Monday) and I'm just finishing it now because classes have been hell-ish as of late and therefore I've had no time for anything other than homework and trying to figure out the D-Day party my friends and I were having. So, enough about me and my weird, hectic life and on with the chapter.
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Sara stood at the doorway next to Greg, an eager Michelle in her arms. The three were intently watching as Alanna moved her medical flashlight back and forth in front of Kali's eyes. She was trying to hold back a smile, Greg could tell.
"Well? What's your diagnosis?" Kali asked, smirking as Alanna sat back on her haunches in front of the couch and her baby sister, the light falling to her side.
"How many fingers?" Alanna persisted, holding up her hand.
"Three, now can I please go outside? I want to see what a snowman looks like," Kali groaned, shaking her head. Alanna giggled suddenly, grabbing onto her sister and hugging her.
"I can't believe it worked! After all these years of trying and failing, we actually found a drug that can regenerate eyesight! Oh Kali!" the older sister said, practically bounding around the room as she danced with her sister. Kali laughed, watching as Greg beamed at her, his one arm around Sara's shoulders.
"You guys look adorable!" she said, punctuating the word 'look' with happiness. Sara blushed, putting Michelle down so that she could go join her aunt in their frantic race for the door and the wonders of the outside world. Alanna wasn't far behind, calling for Mark, Cody and Clara on her way. Greg pulled Sara close, planting a kiss on her temple.
"I have a surprise for you tonight," he whispered. Sara giggled.
"Is it liquid latex? Cause, if it is, I think we should wait until we get back to Vegas to use it," Sara replied. Greg rolled his eyes at her, shaking his head.
"I wouldn't dream of having that stuff around the kids, Michelle would probably think it was a form of glue or something and then Mare would take my head clean off of my shoulders without a second thought about it." He answered, taking her hand and leading her to the kitchen so they could watch the others making a snowman with Kali in the backyard.
"Okay then, what is it?"
"You'll just have to wait and see."
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Mary and Kevin got back around four only to be shocked with Kali commenting on how Mary needed new highlights in her hair. Kevin just looked at the younger blonde woman, not sure what he was supposed to do, or say for that matter.
"It's a bloody miracle, that's what this is, you know that, right?" Alanna said, coming over to where her sister stood in the driveway with their cousins.
"Of course I know that Al, I can't believe this myself. You'll have to call the lab first thing on Boxing Day to tell them! And we'll have to get a couple others in the trial before we can deem the treatment completely successful! It's so exciting!" Kali rambled, jumping around in the snow before going off to the barn to see the horses. Kevin shook his head, wrapping an arm around Mary's waist as Alanna went chasing after her sister.
"Does this make you feel a bit better about the miscarriage?" he asked her. Mary nodded, smiling up at him.
"Yes, it did, and, if I get a one word answer starting with a 'y' when we get home from mass tonight it will make me completely ecstatic," was his wife's reply.
"A one word – Ohh, okay," Kevin laughed. "I'm guessing the auras are leaning towards the 'y' word?"
"They damn well better be or I'm going to go have a word with whomever is in charge of the cosmic balance of things!"
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Greg sat in the kitchen, chewing his bottom lip nervously. It was almost eight. Mary and the others would be leaving soon. Very soon. And when they left, it was time for him to set his plan into action. His plan. That was what was scaring him more than anything. He was more nervous about it than anything else he had ever done in his life.
"She'll probably figure out something is up with you if you keep acting like a raving lunatic," Mary commented, coming into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. Greg blinked at his older sister, wondering why she was calling him a lunatic. That was, until he realized he was pacing back and forth, ripping a napkin to shreds.
"Sorry," he muttered, sitting down on the edge of the counter.
"Its going to be fine Greg, you just need to calm down," his sister instructed, pushing some of her hair behind her ear as she put the glass back down in the sink.
"Are you sure? Cause what if-"
"No what ifs! How many times have I told you that? Honestly, I've been telling you that since you were born. Well, maybe a year or so after that, but concept being, there aren't any what ifs allowed. You go out there and tell Sara what you need to and that's that. Understand?"
"Yes ma'am." Greg chortled. Mary rolled her eyes.
"I'm still too young to be a 'ma'am'" she growled playfully.
"Uh-huh, and by you saying that I have come to one conclusion, you've been watching too much Charmed. You're starting to sound like Paige in that one episode with the fountain of youth." He grinned, ducking as a dishtowel came flying towards him.
"I can't help that it's entertaining and romantic!" she shot back, heading for the door. "We'll be back around ten. And Greg, the fact that you made the Charmed reference means that you've been watching it too much." And with that she disappeared into the hall. Greg laughed nervously. It was almost time. One question could change everything. His life, his future, his everything. He ran a hand over his face, sighing deeply before getting up. He had to go get Sara.
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A/N: Okay, I know its short, but as I said, school is hell. If you hadn't guessed, I've been watching too much Charmed, hence the reference.
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