Nick stood in the doorway of the bathroom, spying at Jennifer, who was
behind the curtain enjoying the hot shower she was taking. She was slowly
getting her figure back, and her breasts were larger than normal. He was a
man, and he enjoyed looking at his wife, especially when she had no clothes
on. He stared at her for a few minutes more, before deciding to join her.
This was the only way he could be intimate with Jennifer, since she
couldn't engage in sex for a while. Nick was counting the weeks till they
could start up their sex life again.
Nick stepped into the shower after disrobing from his clothes, and ran his arms around Jennifer's waist, pulling her closer to him. She didn't jump, or wasn't startled at all. She knew his touch, and wanted it so badly. Jennifer wanted sex just as bad as Nick, but she had to wait. She never complained about their intimacy, she enjoyed it. Before she found out she was pregnant, they were engaging in sexual intercourse almost every night of the week. "Is she sleeping?' Jennifer asked.
"Soundly." Nick said speaking softly, as he kissed the side of her neck. "I was told by your dad today, that I maxed out on overtime for being in the field this month. So now I have regular hours and I'm confined to the lab. Which means, I can spend more time at home." He smiled. As much as he loved his work- and God knows that he does, he loved his family and wanted to spend as much time with them as he could. He knew that kids grew up fast these days and didn't want to miss one day of Emily's life. Not even one day.
"Sara maxed out too." Jen said as she sighed. "She's pissed." She laughed, remembering Sara's tone, as they talked on the phone earlier that day.
"I maxed out on my overtime for working in the field this month and I'm stuck in the lab until January." Sara seethed.
"Sara, there is nothing I can do about it. You're gonna have to talk to my dad about that." Jennifer spoke.
"Yea, see. That's the thing. Your dad is in a bad mood." She said.
"And?"
"Well, I don't want him getting all pissy if I mention it." She whined once again.
"I'm afraid you're gonna have to. There is nothing I can do. Why don't you just wait it out? January is two weeks away and I'm sure Greg won't mind your company in the lab." Jennifer laughed.
"Jen, don't even go there. I swear something is up with that boy. Maybe he's been drinking too many Thug Passions." Sara laughed.
"Sara works too hard." Nick said, as he held on to Jen. "She needs to stop being over consumed with work, and enjoy life a little."
"I think she needs to get out with Hank a bit more." Jennifer added. "Someone needs to throw that police scanner out and throw her into a bar or something."
"She just needs a good roll in the hay." Nick said as he paused. "Like I do." Jennifer laughed at his comment and agreed. "See. I knew I wasn't alone in this problem."
"Is there something wrong?" Sara asked as she walked into Grissom's office.
Grissom looked at her with a puzzled look. "No." He paused. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, you've been in a foul mood lately, and I can't even talk to you about a problem I'm having. I wouldn't even dare try talking to you. You may snap my head off." She spat.
"Sara." He paused once more. "I would not snap your head off. Now, what is the problem?"
Sara sat down in the chair opposite of where her boss was sitting. She took a deep breath in and began. "I maxed out on my overtime for working in the field for this month, and I'm confined to the lab. I don't want to be here until January." She paused. "So that may be two weeks away, but I'm antsy. I want to get out there and get my hands dirty." She said with a slight smile. Grissom looked as if he was staring of into space. Sara waited a few minutes before speaking once more. "Grissom?" No response. "Grissom?"
Grissom snapped out of his trance and looked up at Sara. Her face was filled with confusion and concern. "Sorry. You were saying?"
"Grissom, what is wrong with you? This is exactly what I'm talking about! You're walking around, not listening to anyone, and being in this pissy mood. Now," Sara paused. "What is wrong with you? Why are you acting this way?"
Grissom looked at his laptop. 'Otosclerosis' was the main title of the website he was surfing. Only days before, he was told by his doctor that surgery was the only option now to correct his hearing loss. It was starting to get worse and it was starting to worry him. Earlier that week he couldn't hear Emily cooing, or Jennifer telling him that Emily is showing the signs of laughing. The hearing problem was now becoming bothersome. "Okay." He sighed. "There is something I've been meaning to tell you."
Nick stepped into the shower after disrobing from his clothes, and ran his arms around Jennifer's waist, pulling her closer to him. She didn't jump, or wasn't startled at all. She knew his touch, and wanted it so badly. Jennifer wanted sex just as bad as Nick, but she had to wait. She never complained about their intimacy, she enjoyed it. Before she found out she was pregnant, they were engaging in sexual intercourse almost every night of the week. "Is she sleeping?' Jennifer asked.
"Soundly." Nick said speaking softly, as he kissed the side of her neck. "I was told by your dad today, that I maxed out on overtime for being in the field this month. So now I have regular hours and I'm confined to the lab. Which means, I can spend more time at home." He smiled. As much as he loved his work- and God knows that he does, he loved his family and wanted to spend as much time with them as he could. He knew that kids grew up fast these days and didn't want to miss one day of Emily's life. Not even one day.
"Sara maxed out too." Jen said as she sighed. "She's pissed." She laughed, remembering Sara's tone, as they talked on the phone earlier that day.
"I maxed out on my overtime for working in the field this month and I'm stuck in the lab until January." Sara seethed.
"Sara, there is nothing I can do about it. You're gonna have to talk to my dad about that." Jennifer spoke.
"Yea, see. That's the thing. Your dad is in a bad mood." She said.
"And?"
"Well, I don't want him getting all pissy if I mention it." She whined once again.
"I'm afraid you're gonna have to. There is nothing I can do. Why don't you just wait it out? January is two weeks away and I'm sure Greg won't mind your company in the lab." Jennifer laughed.
"Jen, don't even go there. I swear something is up with that boy. Maybe he's been drinking too many Thug Passions." Sara laughed.
"Sara works too hard." Nick said, as he held on to Jen. "She needs to stop being over consumed with work, and enjoy life a little."
"I think she needs to get out with Hank a bit more." Jennifer added. "Someone needs to throw that police scanner out and throw her into a bar or something."
"She just needs a good roll in the hay." Nick said as he paused. "Like I do." Jennifer laughed at his comment and agreed. "See. I knew I wasn't alone in this problem."
"Is there something wrong?" Sara asked as she walked into Grissom's office.
Grissom looked at her with a puzzled look. "No." He paused. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, you've been in a foul mood lately, and I can't even talk to you about a problem I'm having. I wouldn't even dare try talking to you. You may snap my head off." She spat.
"Sara." He paused once more. "I would not snap your head off. Now, what is the problem?"
Sara sat down in the chair opposite of where her boss was sitting. She took a deep breath in and began. "I maxed out on my overtime for working in the field for this month, and I'm confined to the lab. I don't want to be here until January." She paused. "So that may be two weeks away, but I'm antsy. I want to get out there and get my hands dirty." She said with a slight smile. Grissom looked as if he was staring of into space. Sara waited a few minutes before speaking once more. "Grissom?" No response. "Grissom?"
Grissom snapped out of his trance and looked up at Sara. Her face was filled with confusion and concern. "Sorry. You were saying?"
"Grissom, what is wrong with you? This is exactly what I'm talking about! You're walking around, not listening to anyone, and being in this pissy mood. Now," Sara paused. "What is wrong with you? Why are you acting this way?"
Grissom looked at his laptop. 'Otosclerosis' was the main title of the website he was surfing. Only days before, he was told by his doctor that surgery was the only option now to correct his hearing loss. It was starting to get worse and it was starting to worry him. Earlier that week he couldn't hear Emily cooing, or Jennifer telling him that Emily is showing the signs of laughing. The hearing problem was now becoming bothersome. "Okay." He sighed. "There is something I've been meaning to tell you."
