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Surprised

It had been nearly 2 months since a had given birth to my gorgeous twins. They were growing really fast. I was so very proud of them. They had been doing so well, in fact, that they were going to be coming home with us that same day.

"Hey babe," Nick smiled as he entered the room.

"Hey," I said nervously.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"No, I'm so nervous. We've been waiting for this day to come since the twins were born but now it's finally here, God Nicky, I'm so scared," I said.

"I know but we can do this, we've done it twice before," Nick said as he sat down next to me and held my hand.

"Yes but, we didn't have twins then or two growing girls, did we?" I asked.

"No, but we'll work it out, we kinda work things out for a living," he smiled.

"Look at us Nick. We're 40 something and having kids. My life is so fucked up. I worked out the other day that if we would've had children when we were 20, we could been expecting grandchildren," I sighed.

"Wow, you have been bored," Nick laughed. "Ok, maybe we are on the wrong side of 40 but if you had of had kids when you were 20 then you wouldn't be the amazing CSI that you are and then I wouldn't have met you and created the 4 wonderful children we do have."

"I hate it when you're right," I teased.

Nick wrapped his arm round my shoulder, pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head. I sighed again. Maybe Nick would be right. Maybe everything would turn out ok.

Meanwhile:

"Oh my God Catherine, we asked for sandwiches not the entire coffee shop," Warrick exclaimed after seeing the amount of bags Catherine was carrying.

"On my way to the shop I got a text from Nick. The twins are coming home, today!" she shrieked.

"Really?" smiled Greg.

"Yeah, so I had to go home and get the presents I bought them so I could show you, obviously," Catherine smiled placing her bags on the break room table.

"Obviously," Warrick rolled his eyes.

"Did you still get us our sandwiches?" Greg asked looking slightly worried.

"Yes Greg, don't panic I got your precious sandwich," she said shaking one of the bags.

"Good. I'll be right back," Greg said as he swiftly exited the room.

"Where's he off to in such a hurry?" asked Catherine.

"Don't ask me," Warrick shrugged his shoulders. "Do you think Nick and Sara are going to be ok?"

"Of course they are, they're the strongest people we know," Catherine said. "Are you worried about them?"

"Yeah, I am. But you're probably right, I'm sure they'll be fine. After all they will have us there to help them whether they like it or not," Warrick smiled.

"I'm back," announced Greg as he waddled back in with twice as many bags Catherine had brought.

"What have you got now?" Warrick raised his eyebrows.

"Presents!" he grinned as he placed his bags on the sofa.

"It's not Christmas!" Warrick smiled. "Nick and Sara aren't going to be able to move with all this stuff for the twins."

"It's not all for the twins, I got Ava and Maddie stuff too. Oh and I got a little something for the proud parents," Greg said.

"Come on Warrick, lighten up. You should be happy not sad," Catherine said as she began to sift through Greg's gifts.

"I'm not sad, I just didn't go overboard with gifts. You do know Sara's probably going to kill you both for spending so much?" Warrick asked.

"It'll be worth it," smiled Greg. "Don't you just love baby clothes?"

"Yeah, they're so tiny," Catherine smiled back. "So, do you want to show us your presents first?"

"Yes please," Greg said rubbing his hands together. "Which bag? Which bag? Oh it's gotta be this one."

Greg reached inside one of the many bags bulging on the sofa and pulled out two sets of baby pyjamas.

"What do you think?" he smiled as he showed off the tiny clothes.

"Oh, so cute," exclaimed Catherine.

"Actually, they are," smiled Warrick.

"There's more," Greg teased as he pulled more clothes out of the bags.

"Wow Greggo, where did you get all this stuff?" Warrick asked.

"The internet, several different shops, from anywhere really," Greg replied before emptying another bag.

"You have defiantly done better than me," Warrick smiled.

"How did you even get this stuff here so fast? You were gone, what 5 minutes at the most," Catherine stated.

"You kept the stuff here, didn't you?" asked Warrick.

"Maybe," Greg shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh I don't care. What else have you got?" Catherine asked as she started nosing around the untouched bags.

"Some things for the rest of them, I told you," Greg said before pointing to one bag. "Here. In here is my favourite gift."

Catherine smiled as she read the first t-shirt. "Mummy's little man?"

"Uh-huh. And…" Greg said as he showed of the other t-shirt.

"Daddy's little princess," smiled Warrick.

"Beat that," said Greg with a very smug look on his face.

"Oh, I have," Catherine grinned.

She opened one of her shopping bags and took out 4 little boxes and lay them down on the table.

"What did you buy them? Bracelets?" Greg asked.

"Yes actually. Engraved bracelets," Catherine smiled as she opened a box and handed one of the bracelets to Warrick. "But I bought loads more."

"They're really nice Cath. They must have cost you a fortune," Warrick said.

"No not really. And even if they did I wouldn't mind paying any amount of money for my unofficial god children," Catherine smiled.

Greg was past the bracelet and read out the inscription. "May your guardian angel watch over you and keep you safe. How cheesy," he chuckled.

"Oh shut up Greg," Catherine exclaimed.

"What have you done now Greggo?" I asked as Nick, Ava, Maddie, Dylan, Isla and I filled the doorway.

"Sara!" screamed Catherine as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Cath I need to breathe," I coughed.

"Sorry. You should've called, we would've come and picked you up," Catherine said.

"We know but we wanted to surprise you," smiled Nick.

"Well consider us surprised," said Warrick.

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