Nick and Sara had finally gotten out of bed for the day after enjoying each other for a while. They weren't getting much done again, however, as they stood in the kitchen kissing heavily again. Nick and Sara were still as much in love as they day they were married, and it had only grown with Ava now around.

"I should go check on Ava." Sara told Nick, hugging him tightly. Nick nodded and gave her one more kiss before she walked down the hallway to Ava's bedroom. She opened the door softly and noticed Ava whimpering in her sleep. She had kicked off the covers and was kicking her legs. Sara smiled and knelt down next to the young girl's bed and softly touched her cheek.

"Ava...baby..." She called gently.

"Wake up, sweetheart." Ava started awake and immediately started crying again. Sara sat down on the edge and pulled her into her lap. "Ssshhhh...it's okay now. I've got you." She rocked her and stroked her hair.

"You still aren't feeling well?" Sara asked quietly a few moments later. Ava shook her head quickly and buried her head into Sara's shoulder. Sara stood up slowly and carried her into the kitchen.

"I need to take her temperature Nick, can you hold her please?" Sara asked calling to Nick. Nick smiled at the sight of Sara holding Ava, who was dressed in nothing but a pair of Pull Ups. It would have been better, he thought, if Ava hadn't been so sick.

Nick sat down on the couch, holding Ava in his lap while Sara got the thermometer. Since she was so small, Ava's temperature could just be taken under her armpit, which would be so much easier.

"Ava, I'm going to put this under your arm and it will tell me what your temperature is, okay?" Ava looked at the device curiously and it didn't look scary at all, so she just snuggled in more to Nick as Sara lifted her arm. A few moments later it beeped and Sara read it.

"Well it's only a slight fever. It's 99.1. I don't think Ava really wants to sleep anymore do you?" Ava shook her head.

"No sweep no more. My tummy still hurts."

"Poor Ava." Nick cooed. He turned her a little and gave her a few kisses on her bare tummy, and Ava managed her first giggle all morning.

"Why don't you just lay down on the couch and watch TV for a little while, okay?" Ava nodded and Nick laid her down on the couch, where she then curled up in a little ball holding her stomach. Nick turned on the TV and put it on Scooby Doo because he knew that was Ava's favorite cartoon.

Nick and Sara watched her together for a few moments from the kitchen as she contently watched the cartoon. Nick put his arms around his wife from where he stood behind her.

"You're such a wonderful father." Sara told him, watching the little girl they were raising together. Nick took her into his arms and swayed with her.

"Why, thank you Mrs. Stokes." Sara giggled as he twirled her and they danced in the middle of the kitchen, with no music.

"You really want more children?" Sara asked him. They'd, off course talked about having children before they married, and both wanted some eventually. They'd gotten thrown into parenthood, but now they loved it more than anything.

"Mmmhmmmm." Nick affirmed softly, kissing her softly.

"How many?"

"Maybe one or two more." Nick answered softly. "It doesn't matter to me." Sara smiled at him.

"I don't care either." They kissed softly.

"Sawa!" Ava cried from the living room. They both walked to the living room over to Ava, who was sitting up.

"Yes, baby?" She sat on the couch next to her.

"The icky stuff coming!" She reported sadly, grabbing at her stomach. Nick quickly grabbed a bucket from one of the cabinets and brought it next to the couch. As soon as Nick placed it in front of her, she proceeded to throw up again. Sara held back her hair with one hand and rubbed her back with the other. After a few moments Ava stopped heaving and looked up at Sara tearfully.

Nick returned with a paper towel and a small cup of water. Sara talked to her gently as she led Ava to wipe her mouth and face and then rinse out her mouth a little.

"There we go. Does that feel better?"

"Yes." Ava said, sniffling. Nick took care of the bucket and Sara sat back on the couch. Ava straddled her aunt's lap and rested her head on Sara's chest as she just soothingly stroked her back.

"I no wike being swick." Ava mumbled.

"I know baby, but you should be better in a couple of days, hopefully." Sara answered kissing the top of Ava's head.

Dinner at the Grissoms' was beyond uneasy, because this creep was on Gil and Catherine's mind, but didn't want to bring it up just yet, especially with Emily around. After dinner, they decided to talk in their bedroom before moving forward.

"What do you think we should say?" Catherine asked Gil.

"I don't think it matters how we say it because either way she's going to hate us." Gil sighed.

"Should we punish her? She wasn't even supposed to be on there."

"I don't think so. We should just let her know that we're aware of what she's being doing and this man is very dangerous." They nodded to each other and embraced.

"We can do this Cath." Gil whispered to reassure his wife. They'd already put Emily to bed, and Lindsey was supposed to be in her room doing her homework.

They knocked on her door and she told them to come in. Lindsey was at her computer typing something on a Word document.

"Hey Lindsey, we need to talk to you for a few moments." Catherine told her as she sat down on the bed. Gil chose to stand leaning against the wall. Lindsey spun around in her chair and looked at her parents. She hated when they came in and said that. It meant she was in for a big talk. She didn't say anything, just waited for them to start.

"I've been working this case at work Lindsey. This man, he's twenty-seven, he talks to young women in chat rooms and claims he's a year older than them and going to school in California. His screen name is Caliguy06. I was looking at the screen names of women he was stalking and I was shocked and scared to see your screen name on the paper." Gil told her watching her face to see what kind of reaction he would get.

An array of emotions crossed Lindsey's face. It was the last thing she thought she was going to hear.

"How do you know my screen name?" She asked defensively.

"You told me your screen name, so when Gil asked what it was to double check the papers, I told him." Catherine answered calmly.

"Well, some guy started talking to me the other day, but I just ignored him. I mean, before I was grounded." She quickly tried to explain it away. Catherine shook her head and said firmly.

"Try again, this time with the truth."

"Mom! I wasn't doing anything wrong! When I'm on the computer, it instantly signs me in, and he just started talking to me." Lindsey tried to explain.

"Lindsey, we aren't going to punish you for getting on the internet even though you're grounded. We just want to keep us safe. Will you please be honest with us?" Gil asked pleadingly.

Lindsey was worried about getting in to more trouble, so what Gil said put her more at ease. They were telling her awful things about what this guy she liked so much was doing. She was really confused and getting upset.

"I...fine." She gave in. "I've been going on the Internet almost every day. That guy...he said he was seventeen."

"Did he ever send you a picture or tell you anything that was a little weird?" Catherine asked rubbing Lindsey's hand with hers.

"No, he hasn't sent me a picture of him. We...he said some stuff maybe he shouldn't." She admitted, looking at her mother worriedly. Lindsey was worried that they would be disgusted with her for the sort of things they said to each other.

"Lindsey, you know we've trusted you a lot with the Internet, but I looked at some of your conversations today." Catherine informed her daughter.

"How dare you! What about my privacy! I can't believe you would go behind my back and do that!" Lindsey yelled at her mother.

"Lindsey, don't speak to your mother that way." Gil warned her immediately, and walked closer to where she was sitting.

"Did you look at my messages too?" She asked him sharply.

"No, I didn't. I was just concerned for your safety. You might not think I do, but I care for you and the thought you being stalked doesn't sit well with me." Gil told her off-handedly.

"Well, I'm not stupid! I know what I'm doing. It's not like I'm going to go meet this guy somewhere. He lives in California."

"Lindsey, he's twenty-seven and he lives right here in Vegas. Have you been listening to anything we've been saying? Lindsey, you're being stalked by a strange man and you're more concerned for your privacy!" Gil said raising his voice a slight octave.

"Don't talk to me like that!" She yelled back, and against her better judgment, shoved him aside and went for the door.

"Lindsey!" Catherine gasped from her spot on her daughter's bed. Gil reached for her shirt and pulled her back.

"Sit back down. Now."

"Why don't you stay out of my life!" She yelled back at him, and struggled to snatch her shirt away from him.

"You are my life! Along with your mother and Emily. I'm trying to look out for you. I don't know what I would do if something happened to you!" Gil told her, his voice wavering.

Lindsey stopped struggling and looked back at Gil, seeing that his face was covered with concern and emotion. She could tell he was really upset, and wasn't just trying to ruin her fun maybe after all.

"Lindsey, come sit down." Catherine said gently from the bed. Lindsey moved her body away from Gil's grip and slowly walked to the bed. Lindsey sighed as she sat beside her mother.

"We want you to be more careful when you're on the internet. We're worried about you sweetheart." Catherine told her rubbing her head affectionately. Gil sat next to her, but kept his distance because he knew Lindsey was still upset with them.

"This man poses as a teenager, and he's dangerous, Linds. We tracked your activity because we want you safe. I'm sorry we had to do that, but we don't want anything to happen to you, and this man is smart."

Lindsey nodded and sighed, "Fine, whatever. I'll be more careful." She didn't want them to know, but she was weirded out at the thought of this guy stalking her.

"Good. Let's log in now and delete him from your friends list. Did you give him any personal information?" Catherine asked her, hoping she hadn't been that naive. Lindsey cringed at how close she had been to giving him her cell phone number.

"No. But he has my picture." Gil pinched the bride of his nose.

"We need to delete him from your friends as soon as possible." Lindsey moved to her computer and quickly logged on. Within seconds, she'd deleted him, but they knew the crisis wasn't over. Never before had it been so important to them to help catch this criminal. Their daughter's life depended on it. Catherine hugged Lindsey when she was done.

"Thank you Lindsey. Everything will be just fine." She assured her daughter.

"You're welcome." Lindsey mumbled softly. Catherine and Gil looked at each other and knew it was time to say good night to the teen.

"And you need to be staying off the Internet like you're supposed to be." Catherine reminded her, kissing her good night.

"I know." She admitted. Who knew what else they could track if they'd found out her password. Gil hugged and kissed her also, glad that everything was okay between them again, at least for now.

Nick and Sara lay in each other's arms later that night after putting Ava to bed several hours ago. She hadn't thrown up any more that day, but still wasn't looking too good. They hadn't fed her too much, and she hadn't wanted to be, so they felt relatively safe about her stomach for the night. Nick awoke to a noise coming from Ava's bedroom. He glanced down and noticed that Sara was still sleeping so he gently moved her out of his arms and quietly got out of bed. The noise sounded like a soft whimper, but then started turning into cries. Nick opened her door to find Ava sitting up in bed, but couldn't see her face very well yet. When he turned on her bedside lamp, he could see that she was visibly upset. The toddler cried more when she saw Nick's familiar and safe face and he pulled her onto his lap.

"Hey, Peanut. What's the matter?"

"Scawy dweam!"

"Do you want to tell me about it?" Nick asked Ava quietly. He rubbed her back affectionately.

"There was a big toiwet and it chased Ava!" She reported. Nick had to stifle back a laugh at the thought of her dream, but he could tell it was very scary to the two year old. He hugged her a little tighter.

"It was chasing you? What did you do?"

"I wan away and I twied to fwind you and Sawa." Ava told him burying her face in Nick's shoulder.

"That did sound scary, Ava. But it's all over now. It was just a nightmare. Toilets can't really chase people." Ava nodded and snuggled into Nick's arms.

"No chase me no more." Ava said firmly.

"That's right." Nick whispered.

"Are you ready to go back to sleep now?" He checked, seeing her eyes droop a little bit.

"No. Nick stay wif Ava." She requested.

"Okay." Nick agreed. He and Sara had agreed that Ava shouldn't be allowed in their bed, because they didn't want her forming bad attachment habits and thinking she could do it all the time. She had crawled into their bed before, but they made a point of taking her back and staying with her for a while in her room. Nick tucked her back into bed on her stomach. He sat beside her on the bed and rubbed her back and watched as Ava's eyes slowly closed and her breathing evened out. He waited a few more minutes until he was sure she was sound asleep before he turned off the light.