It was 10 minutes to the start of shift, and Cath and Sara were sitting in the break room. They'd left the boys in the layout room.

"Sara, we're going to have to talk about you collapsing at some point, you know." Catherine said.

Sara sighed. "Not right now, though?" She asked, almost pleaded.

Catherine shook her head; not right now. They stayed silent for another 3 minutes, and Grissom came in.

"Griss! I need to talk to you." Sara demanded.

"About what?" He asked, as if it was perfectly normal to be the size of a small elephant.

"Grissom, I'm pregnant. With twins. And before you say anything, I'm staying in the field as long as I possibly can, okay?"

Grissom nodded, seemingly as if he'd only just seen her. Which, knowing Griss, was probably true.

"How far along are you?" He asked.

"I'm not telling you." Sara shook her head stubbornly.

"6 and a half months. She's staying at mine." Catherine shrugged off Grissoms disbelieving stare and Sara's death glare.

"Assignments, Griss? Sara and I can work together in the field. That way I can keep an eye on her." Sara was about to protest, but a small head shake from Catherine stopped her.

"Right, where are the boys?" He asked.

"Layout room." They chorused.

"Looks like you get a 419 off Boulder Highway. Good luck, and don't do anything stupid, Sara. You can't chase a killer. Maybe its best you give me your gun so you're not tempted to get into a shootout."

This was too much for Sara, who was not happy at all about being unable to pull a solo.

"No. No way, Griss, what if he shoots me? I need my gun to protect my babies. Leave it out, would ya?"

Grissom shrugged. For a second, there was silence, and then the girls left.

Sorry it couldn't be longer guys, my emotions have gotten the better of me. One second I'm laughing, and then I'm sobbing. I don't know what's going on here :/