Week 24- changing rooms this isn't.

"I hope you realize this is my one day off I'm spending with you," said Catherine waving the blue stuffed dog in her left hand in the air.

"And we're still very grateful," said Sara pointedly.

"You're not exactly helping," said Greg pouring a tin of lemon paint into a tray.

"I see myself in a supervisor role."

"Nothing new there then," smiled Sara as Catherine threw a teddy at her. The group were at the Grissom's helping them decorate the nursery. They had already assembled the crib, which took over an hour. Considering they were supposed to be intelligent, following flat pack instructions seemed beyond them. Catherine was currently playing with the pile of stuffed animals Grissom and Sara had collected mostly from Catherine.

"What is it with the teddies?" asked Warrick picking up a roller and tray of lilac paint.

"I liked buying them for Lindsey. They're just nice" smiled Catherine.

"Right, this wall is lemon, yes?" asked Nick before he began painting.

"Yes those three yellow, that one lilac," said Grissom pointing.

"We could do stars on the ceiling," suggested Greg.

"No," said Grissom and Sara in unison. "And no pink," added Sara.

Greg began picking through the pile of baby things in the corner currently shielded from the splatter of paint by an old sheet.

"Do babies seriously need this much stuff?" asked Greg picking up a box of bottles.

"Unless you want to starve it yes," replied Catherine. "Wait until they get old enough to ask for things," she then put on childish voice." Mum I want one, everyone else has one, and I'm the only person in the world without one."

"Channelling anyone Catherine?" asked Sara with a sly smile having heard Lindsey pester about an 'ipod' the other week.

"I don't know what you mean," replied Catherine putting on an innocent voice.

It took nearly an hour to paint the room especially with the childish outburst from Greg when lemon paint dripped onto his hair. Eventually they finished and the room looked habitable compared to when Grissom's array of creepy crawlies lived in there. They had now been relegated to the basement. Warrick and Catherine had gone to make drinks for everyone while they uncovered all the things that had been covered to protect them from paint.

"You're staring," said Catherine not turning to look at Warrick as she poured the drinks.

"You've got paint on your face," said Warrick with a slight smile. Catherine turned to face him, a smudge of lemon paint on her right cheek. She began rubbing her face in completely the wrong place.

"Here," Warrick took her hand and gently placed it on her cheek. There was a moment where neither one of them moved until Warrick leaned in, hand still on her face and kissed her softly on the lips.

"Is it better?" asked Catherine after a second.

"Much," replied Warrick letting go of her hand.

"Guys, come on. We've still got book case to build," said Greg bouncing in. "And I've found walkie talkies," he added waving box around excitedly.

"They're baby monitors," shouted Sara.

Half an hour later

"Come in mountain lion this is free eagle I need part G," said Nick holding the baby monitor to his face and using a very serious tone.

"This is free eagle. Is G part a long metal thing or a plank of wood?" came Greg's voice. Sara's arm went down and snatched the baby monitor from Nick.

"You're the plank of wood Greg," she replied making Catherine snort on her coffee.

"We have a officer on a unscheduled break in the kitchen, I request back up," came Greg's answer.

"What?" asked Catherine putting her mug down.

"Grissom's fallen asleep in the kitchen," said Greg in an angry tone.

"This is stressed women, stop messing about and bring me something cold to drink," shouted Sara.

"Fine," replied Greg. "But while we're doing all the hard work, Grissom's catching Z's."

"He's got a point," said Catherine with an evil grin.

"Free eagle, I think we have a go on the unscheduled break," said Nick picking up the monitor one last time before Sara snatched it from him putting it on the window sill.

"Lets go wake Grissom," smiled Catherine as the three of them crept from the room. Sara felt like she should be in an episode of Scooby Doo as they tip toed into the kitchen doing an overly exaggerate quiet walk. Greg was standing next to Grissom who was lolled sideway slightly in a chair next to the kitchen table.

"This is his child and he sleeps while we do all the work," said Catherine in a high-pitched tone.

"Who does all the work?" asked Sara rubbing her large belly.

"Okay then, you get the pleasure of waking him," sighed Catherine. "But I'll still have the memories."

"What are you going to do? Shout at him?" whispered Greg over-exited.

"No," grinned Sara walking over to the sink and filling a glass with water.

"Nice," smiled Nick with an evil glint. The group gathered round the sleeping form of their boss like hyenas around their pray. Sara held the glass up and poured the cold water directly over his head. Grissom bolted upright shouting and waving his arms like he'd been shot. As the water dripped off his nose everyone else was in fits of hysterics at the sight.

"Wake up," grinned Sara waving the glass around with the biggest grin she had.

"I was just resting my eyes," said Grissom turning beetroot.

"You've been resting them for twenty minutes with interludes of snoring," said Greg as Grissom wiped he water from his face with a towel from the side.

"Okay, I'm up, very funny," he said standing and picking up his drink. "But this is funnier," he grinned tossing the water at Sara.

"Hey!," shouted Sara going shrill. "I'm carrying you child," she added shaking the water from the bits of hair dangling in her face.

"Sorry," grinned Grissom sheepishly. Sara had a tendency to bring out his less seen playful nature.

"Cath stop laughing," warned Sara.

"But it's funny" grinned Catherine. "And don't even think about it. Pregnant or not, you mess my hair up and you're in trouble," warned Catherine.

"Not the hair," said Greg in a girlish tone.

"This is from the man who had a panic attack when a bit of paint went in his hair," said Catherine.

"It might have been permanent. I didn't want a yellow blob on my head forever," replied Greg. Catherine carried on giggling like a school girl as water dripped off Sara onto the floor.

"Right," with that Sara turned the tap on and stuck her hand under it so the water shot out across the floor and at Catherine also getting Nick and Warrick who were standing either side.

"Hey!" shouted Warrick dodging the main stream of water. "What have I done?"

"Sara Sidle you are in so much trouble," said Catherine in the tone only a mother could use as water smudged her makeup and turned her top patchy with water blobs. Nicks top was in worse condition the main stream of water had got him and now his top was clinging to him.

"Move," ordered Catherine nearly knocking Nick over to get to Sara. Nick stepped sideways but Greg wasn't quick enough and with the water now across the wooden floor slipped and landed in the puddle. Catherine stopped her charge at Sara to burst into laughter. Soon the entire group was laughing.

"Should I be worried that a room full of 'adults' make this much mess? What's it going to be like when this one arrives?" said Sara rubbing her stomach.

"Be grateful she wont be able two reach the tap for a while," answered Greg with a smile.

TBC ……………..

Sorry about the wait hope you enjoyed this