Sara sleepily greeted Grissom when he entered the bedroom that afternoon.

"Hey." He beat her to the punch as fas as greetings were concerned.

"Mmm hey. Did you get your shots?"

"Yes. Greg gave them to me. I need extras for both of our kits." He kicked off his shoes and began to undress at the same time.

"Mmkay. Remind me later." Sara eagerly curled into his warmth when he joined her in the bed. He fell asleep after kissing her head.

He woke up an hour after Sara had and found her in the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around her from behind. She felt firmness in his belly while he hugged her to him and kissed her neck. He appreciated that she had the courtesy not to brew coffee in the house when he couldn't enjoy it. She smiled and turned in his arms to kiss him properly. He ended the kiss before he could get lost in it. She looked at him like he had two heads.

"Why did you stop?"

"I have a question for you."

"What is it?"

"Do you remember what I said to you that day when you asked me what I wanted before we made the baby?"

"You said a lot of things that day."

"I am referring to something specific." So saying, he took her hand and kneeled before her. Her eyes widened. He proceeded to answer his own question in a round about way.

"Well, I almost have it. I have a new house that I share with you and a baby growing inside me that wouldn't exist without you. The only thing left to make my life complete is a few pieces of jewelry. Sara, will you marry me?"

"Yes." She answered just as soon as the question left his mouth. He produced a ring and she gasped when the cool metal slipped over her finger. He smiled at the question in her eyes.

"I picked it up yesterday on my home. I have been thinking about it for a while." Her hands cupped his face and it was his turn to gasp with the combination of the ring on his cheek and her hungry mouth devouring his. He returned her passion with equal ardor and they somehow made it back to the bed to complete the celebration.

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"When are we going to tell the team?" Sara asked while buttoning her shirt and he watched. Knowing that they had to work cut in on their celebration time. He was planning on making up for it as soon as he could.

"I want to wait until the time is right. Are you going to wear your ring?"

"Only at home. When we tell everyone then I will wear it proudly." He nodded and started to get dressed. It was Sara's turn to watch.

"You're starting to show." She commented idly.

"What are you talking about?" He looked down but couldn't see anything different. He had felt the firmness of the area earlier, but had not noticed anything out of sorts. Sara took him to the mirror to look at his profile.

"During all the morning sickness, you lost a few pounds. You're barely starting to show. I notice because I see you without a shirt. You still have some time in your regular clothes." She smoothed her hands over his skin to let him see the protruding area of flesh. He did notice that it was a little more firm and certainly felt it.

"Wow." He looked at their reflection of her head resting on his shoulder and her arms around him.

"You're sure my clothes hide it?" She smiled at his reflection.

"Yes dear. We have an appointment in the morning and I put extra syringes in your briefcase for you and Greg. Get dressed and I will see you at work." She gave him a kiss and left him to his own devices.

Sara entered the locker room hoping to steal a few minutes to journal about the pregnancy only to hear Nick interrogating Greg. She stopped where they couldn't see her, but she could listen.

"I can't tell you what I don't know." Greg said.

"Greg, I heard you in his office man. What's going on; because I know you know something. What is happening with the geeks? Don't forget that little incident at the scene." Sara had heard what had happened at the scene and also in his office before he came home. She decided to interject.

"Greg knows something, Nick; but Grissom told him to say nothing. Leave him alone." She was highly amused by his reaction to the sound of her voice. He tried to put up a bravado.

"I'll just have to pester you then" Her smile made him uneasy, though he would never admit it.

"I'm untouchable. All I have to do is tell Grissom and then you'll have to face off with him. Who knows what he'll do. I know you've witnessed some strange behavior recently so I advise you to choose your next course of action carefully. He knows you told about what you saw in the garage that day and I have spared all of you by taking the brunt of all of his moods. You can have that job if you want it." She knew she had instilled fear into the man. She was also right. Grissom has had some intense mood swings lately and taken them all out on Sara. He had even called her up a few times to yell at her about things she had nothing to do with. Nick had enough sense to know he wouldn't win this battle. He put his hands up as if surrendering.

"Ok. You win, Sara. I'll keep my mouth shut."

"Say nothing to Catherine and Warrick. I mean it."

"I promise." Sara turned to her locker and smiled triumphantly once her face was hidden from Nick's view. She kicked them out to write in her journal and made a note to talk to Gil about Nick.

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The shift had passed by uneventfully. After encouraging Grissom to eat a little more calcium and vegetables, Dr. Metz had Grissom step up on the scale. Gil had gained five pounds in the last month. Gil remained shirtless for the ultrasound and the measuring. Sara never got tired of hearing the sound of the baby's heartbeat. It was times like this that she was humbled with the knowledge that she has made a baby; even though Gil was doing all of the work carrying it. Dr. Metz was pleased with both Grissom and the baby's progress and sent them on their way. Sara relayed the scene from the locker room and Grissom sighed.

"I guess it's time to tell them."

"We have to do it soon. We're halfway through now. We will need their support. I'm surprised that no one has said anything to you about you always being paired with me or Greg lately." She mentioned over the plate of fruit they were sharing.

"You're right. I'll go ahead and call everyone now." He set his fork down and proceeded to call his 'family'. Within the hour, Catherine, Warrick, Nick, Brass, Sophia, and Doc Robbins were sitting in an unfamiliar living room. Greg was hanging in the back by Sara.

"I want to thank you all for coming here on such short notice. I know you're all curious as to the reason. Get comfortable and I will tell you." Each person settled a little more in the cushions but their attention never wavered from Grissom. He waited a full minute before speaking again.

"This story began roughly six months ago. Sara and Greg had just returned that night from a week long conference in Boston. It got me thinking…."

"Tell me it's not true." Catherine interrupted with a sarcastic and disbelieving tone.

"Anyway, as I said, it got me thinking about all of the things that were lacking in my life. I have since set out to make the necessary changes. I have a new house, a roommate turned fiancée and a baby on the way." He held his hand out for Sara once he finished his little speech. He turned and spoke to everyone though his gaze remained on Catherine.

"You were only half right, Catherine. I was suffering from pregnancy symptoms; but they were mine and not Sara's. Sara agreed when I asked her to be a donor for me. I'm very sorry that we had to deceive you all for such a length of time, but it was necessary. I wanted to keep it as private as possible and that time has ended." A timer sounded in the background. Gil stood with Sara.

"Excuse us." They walked away to give Gil his shot. When they returned they noticed that not one person had moved. Greg was the sole exception. He was laughing quietly in the corner. The expectant parents fought hard not to join him. Brass was the first to come around.

"So, when are you due?"

…TBC