Title: So If You're Mad, Get Mad

Disclaimer: NOT MINE!!!! WHY DO YOU KEEP MAKING ME DO THIS!!!!

A/N: Okay I missed adding a chapter in...hopefully everything will make a bit more sense now

"We'll get your car tomorrow." Greg said opening the passenger door of his car and pushing Sara in. "I'm not letting you out of my sight from now on." Greg smiled at Sara as he closed the door and made his way around to the driver's side.

"Where are we going?" Sara asked Greg before he started up the car. Greg turned to her and with another smile as he pushed several wet strands of hair from Sara's face.

"Home." Greg said before capturing Sara's lips with his.

6 months later.

"Uugh! This is so not fun." Sara sighed as she caught a glimpse of the robe-covered monster she had become in the full-length bathroom mirror. "I'm fat."

"You're not fat Sar," Greg said with a slight smile, he thought she looked so sexy and dreaded the thought of that adorable bump going. "When'd you become so vain anyway?"

"When I became fat," Sara snapped at him glaring as she did.

"You're not fat sweetheart," Greg walked over to Sara as he saw her trying to hold back tears, "you're pregnant."

"And the difference is?" Sara asked sniffing softly. Greg put a hand on her stomach just in time to feel a hard kick, Greg laughed softly; it still amazed him when that happened.

"The difference is, that in here you're carrying the second most precious thing in the world to me." Sara managed to smile at the sincerity in Greg's eyes.

"Ignore me, stupid hormones." Sara let herself fall into the hug Greg gave her. "Love you," she said softly.

"Love you too, and Bump." Greg said kissing Sara quickly, his hand still on the amazing bump of hers. "You sure I can't keep you at home?" Greg said hoping she might agree but knowing the chance was very slim. "You shouldn't be working or getting stressed."

"Greg, I am going to work! It relaxes me; I'd be more stressed being stuck at home all night. Now get lost so I can have a shower." Sara tried to frown but looking at Greg she couldn't, Sara ended up smiling as she realised what was going though Greg's mind. "Nope."

"I didn't say anything," Greg said innocently, with a wicked smile.

"You didn't have to, I'm not sharing." Sara said with a laugh as she pushed Greg out of the bathroom and flicked on the shower.

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"Hey Greggo, can we go in a bit early?" Sara called from the living room as she grabbed her stuff for work.

"If you want," Greg said coming out of the bathroom, hair freshly spiked. "Just let me grab my stuff. Why do you wanna go in early?"

"I want to go though some stuff with Grissom, he's already told me this is meant to be my last shift, I'm hoping he'll let me extend it a week," Sara explained as they made they way out of their apartment and to the Crime Lab.

"You haven't got a snowballs chance in Hawaii," Greg said with a sympathetic smile.

"Still gonna try," Sara's voice was full of determination as they arrived at the lab.

"That's my girl," Greg laughed as he grabbed Sara's bag off the back seat and earning himself a potent glare in return for both the comment and the bag carrying.

The lab was its usual chaos as they made their way to the break room. As soon as they'd entered the room Greg turned to Sara and asked, "How come we've turned up early but are the last ones to get here?"

"You're just not as committed as we are," Warrick called from across the room where he was playing a Playstation game with Ami Woods, Sara's cover while she was stuck in the lab and on leave. "Hey Sara, how are you and Bump today? Looking forward to your time off?" Warrick ask with a smile.

"No, I'm not looking forward to having time off as you well know. Bump's fine," Sara said with a laugh at what the CSI's had affectionately called her growing stomach, "and I'm fat."

Nick groaned good humorously. "I reckon you're only saying that so we can comment on how tiny you are for an eight month pregnant woman. Again."

"He's right, I was massive with Lindsey." Catherine said joining in.

"Okay guys," Grissom cut off their conversation, "as you're all here early I'll hand out assignments. Warrick and Ami, decomp in a bathtub. Have fun." Grissom said handing Ami a slip of paper with the address on it.

"Remember the lemons," Nick called to their back laughing.

"Nick, Greg, DB off the strip. Cath, you're solo. Kidnapping in Henderson. If you guys need me I'll be here." Grissom finished. As everyone left Sara got Grissom's attention.

"Gris…" Sara started.

"No Sara, you haven't even had had a day of leave yet, so don't ask about work." Grissom cut her off with a smile.

"How do you know that's what I was going to ask?" Sara asked her boss.

"Because you don't do time off and you have no choice. That and it's your last shift and you hadn't mentioned it yet, so I knew it was coming," Grissom gave Sara a sympathetic smile. "Enjoy the shift."

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"Sara, you should be on leave. What are you doing here?" Catherine asked three days later as she saw Sara walking down the hallway of the crime lab towards her.

"Please Catherine, I'm begging you. I've been off for three days and I'm going crazy." Sara said trailing the other CSI back down the corridor.

"You should be taking it easy. Go shopping for baby clothes or something. And why ask me about this anyway? Ask Grissom, he's the boss or so they tell me," Catherine sighed.

"There's nothing left to shop for between you guys and Greg, this baby's going to be spoilt rotten. And Grissom said to ask you, as you'd know if it was safe for me to keep working, or something like that. Personally I just think he didn't want to say no to the hormonal pregnant woman." Sara said smiling, touching her bump.

Catherine smiled at Sara then sighed, "Sara, I'm sorry but I really don't think this…"

"I'll stay in the Crime Lab, I wont go near DNA or Trace and their chemicals. I'll work half the shifts, have extra breaks and promise if it gets too much I'll go home and stay on leave." Sara said before Catherine could say no. "I've got another month before Bump's due and the midwife said first babies are usually late. Just let me work one more week and then I'll go into exile like a good little mom to be."

"Fine, but all of what you just said sticks. If you get sick, tired or stressed, you go home. You don't go near the labs. You can catalogue evidence that comes in or go over cold cases. That's it. I'll tell Grissom you can work one last week with every other night off. No taking cold cases home with you and that's the best you're getting from me." Catherine said voice stern.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Sara said as she hugged Catherine. "I'll be good, I promise. Can I work tonight? If I do I'll have tomorrow night off."

Catherine laughed, "Why not. Nicky's with Greg in the break room, they're going over the evidence from their DB in the ally. I'll go and see Grissom for you." Catherine couldn't help but smile as Sara hugged her again before heading towards the break room. Catherine didn't know if it was the pregnancy or Greg that had changed Sara and made her so happy but whatever it was Catherine hoped it stayed.

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"Hey guys," Sara said as she headed into the break room.

"So you convinced him them," Greg laughed shaking his head slightly as he grabbed another cup and poured Sara coffee.

"I had to convince Catherine in the end, and it's only one more week, but that better than waiting at home for you to get back." Sara said sitting down next to Nick and picking up the crime scene photos and flicking though them. "The DB off the strip, right?"

"Yeah, two gun shots to the front. Money was still in his wallet. It's a strange one, he's not a local," Nick said briefly as he flicked though the area shots.

"Any evidence?" Sara looked at Greg as he handed her coffee with a smile.

"Bullet casings, a few fibres at the scene but it was clean." Greg sighed hating cases that didn't seem to be going anywhere.

"Very clean considering the Vic was from out of town. No crime of passion about it, but a hit on a guy only in town for a few days? I don't know." Nick said dropping the photos on the table.

"It is odd," Sara agreed flicking though the photos again as Grissom walked in.

"I'm sorry Sara but I'm sending you home again, Greg if you can take her please, you both have the night off. I'm calling in two CSI's from Days." Grissom's voice left no room for debate. "Nick, if you're case doesn't seem to be going anywhere then close it or put it to one side for now, you and Catherine have a new case."

"Grissom, what's happened? Why are you bringing in Days?" Greg asked sounding annoyed. Grissom looked at Sara then back at Greg.

"Another attack has been called in. It has the same MO as the Stevens case."

A/N: Things might flow a bit better now lol. Please review!!!! XxX