Disclaimer: Unfortunately, none of these characters belong to me, except for Elle and Harrison Stokes.
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Sara woke up at 2AM to the sound of a baby cry. It was September, and the triplets had since been moved into their nursery. As Sara walked in, she easily identified the crier. It was her son, the last to be born. Sara and Nick had decided to name him Ethan Alexander Stokes, and Greg and Carly were the godparents. Above Ethan's crib, a calligrapher had come in and air-brushed his name onto the wall, and the same were done for the other two. It was beautiful, and something that Sara had wanted to do with the twins, but at the time Nick and Sara didn't have enough money to hire a calligrapher.
"Oh Ethan, what's wrong?" she asked, picking him up out of the crib and sitting in the rocking chair that Warrick's mother had bought for them. Lying across the back was a quilt that she had made. As Sara rocked her son, he yawned and fell back to sleep. Her worst fear was that one of her children crying, resulting in a Domino effect where one woke up right after the other, each crying. Thankfully, they hadn't happened.. yet.
The minute she placed Ethan back in his crib, she heard a baby gurgle. She turned around to see her daughter, Olivia Grace, wide awake in her own crib. Her godparents were Catherine and to much of his shock, Brass. Sara told him that they couldn't have imagined not having him, as he had fought to let Sara and Nick get married, when many of their co-workers outside of the night shift had seen it as a bad idea.
"Sweetie, did Ethan wake you up?" she said, picking up a stuffed animal off the night stand and placing it in her daughter's crib. In a matter of seconds, she was back to sleep. Sara looked at the baby crib in the right corner of the room, and then at the baby that gave her and Nick the least amount of trouble. Their son, Benjamin Andrew. Sara thought that their choice as Grissom for his godfather was perfect, as both were quiet and stayed to themselves. Ben didn't request as much attention as Ethan or Olivia. His godmother was Lindsey, who was overjoyed with the idea of being a godmother.
Elle's godmother was one of Warrick's ex-girlfriends. Warrick had proposed to her, but she rejected his offer because she couldn't live with someone who slept on an opposite schedule of her. They hadn't heard much from her, but Elle didn't seem to be too affected. For Harrison, Nick's cousin, Jennifer was the godmother. She had lived in Vegas from the time Sara was pregnant, until a year after birth. But her husband was soon transferred to Maine, and Harrison hadn't seen much of her. Harrison didn't seem to dismayed by it.
A few hours later, at around 5 in the morning, another cry came from the nursery, waking Nick and Sara up again.
"My God, aren't they ever tired?" Nick questioned, having difficulty sleeping off of the little sleep he got each night.
"Nicky, their babies. The twins were the same way, even worse. Remember, Elle would cry for hours just for no reason and then all of a sudden she'd be fine? Its just something they do" she said, getting out of bed and putting her robe on. All of a sudden, just as Nick was making himself comfortable in bed after being rudely awakened, they heard a second cry. Sara hit him on the butt. "C'mon Nicky boy, time to take care of our children." Nick got up, and followed Sara towards the nursery.
"Daddy" Harrison said, coming out of his bedroom, one pant leg above his knee and one dragging along the floor. "Aren't the babies tired of crying? They do it every night!" He said, yawning.
"You did too, bud. Just go back to sleep, OK?" He said, leading Harrison back into his room and tucking him into bed. After he knew Harrison was back asleep, he made his way back over to the nursery.
"Whose angry this morning?" he said, watching as Sara walked over to the cribs.
"It would be our two boys, Mr. Ethan and Mr. Ben. Who do you want?" she said, making her way over to where Nick was standing.
"Hmmm.." he pondered. "I'll take our lovely Mr. Benjamin." He said, walking over to the crib of his son. "Hey Benny, yeah, yeah. Oh, I know." He said, picking him up.
After Nick and Sara got the two back to sleep, they walked back into their bedroom.
"Nicky, I hope the twins aren't tired. Today's a big day." she said, disrobing and getting into bed.
"They'll be fine honey. They're excited to go." He said, pulling her close so that her back was to his chest.
"Mmm.. alright, I'll believe you. Can you believe they're starting kindergarten today?" she said, getting relaxed in Nick's warm embrace.
"I know, I can still remember when they were the triplets age." he said, falling asleep.
"Me too."
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I know, short chapter. Don't hate me, but I just wanted to let you know the ages and the godparents and all that jazz. Give me some suggestions, I don't really know where to go from here. Read and review!!
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Sara woke up at 2AM to the sound of a baby cry. It was September, and the triplets had since been moved into their nursery. As Sara walked in, she easily identified the crier. It was her son, the last to be born. Sara and Nick had decided to name him Ethan Alexander Stokes, and Greg and Carly were the godparents. Above Ethan's crib, a calligrapher had come in and air-brushed his name onto the wall, and the same were done for the other two. It was beautiful, and something that Sara had wanted to do with the twins, but at the time Nick and Sara didn't have enough money to hire a calligrapher.
"Oh Ethan, what's wrong?" she asked, picking him up out of the crib and sitting in the rocking chair that Warrick's mother had bought for them. Lying across the back was a quilt that she had made. As Sara rocked her son, he yawned and fell back to sleep. Her worst fear was that one of her children crying, resulting in a Domino effect where one woke up right after the other, each crying. Thankfully, they hadn't happened.. yet.
The minute she placed Ethan back in his crib, she heard a baby gurgle. She turned around to see her daughter, Olivia Grace, wide awake in her own crib. Her godparents were Catherine and to much of his shock, Brass. Sara told him that they couldn't have imagined not having him, as he had fought to let Sara and Nick get married, when many of their co-workers outside of the night shift had seen it as a bad idea.
"Sweetie, did Ethan wake you up?" she said, picking up a stuffed animal off the night stand and placing it in her daughter's crib. In a matter of seconds, she was back to sleep. Sara looked at the baby crib in the right corner of the room, and then at the baby that gave her and Nick the least amount of trouble. Their son, Benjamin Andrew. Sara thought that their choice as Grissom for his godfather was perfect, as both were quiet and stayed to themselves. Ben didn't request as much attention as Ethan or Olivia. His godmother was Lindsey, who was overjoyed with the idea of being a godmother.
Elle's godmother was one of Warrick's ex-girlfriends. Warrick had proposed to her, but she rejected his offer because she couldn't live with someone who slept on an opposite schedule of her. They hadn't heard much from her, but Elle didn't seem to be too affected. For Harrison, Nick's cousin, Jennifer was the godmother. She had lived in Vegas from the time Sara was pregnant, until a year after birth. But her husband was soon transferred to Maine, and Harrison hadn't seen much of her. Harrison didn't seem to dismayed by it.
A few hours later, at around 5 in the morning, another cry came from the nursery, waking Nick and Sara up again.
"My God, aren't they ever tired?" Nick questioned, having difficulty sleeping off of the little sleep he got each night.
"Nicky, their babies. The twins were the same way, even worse. Remember, Elle would cry for hours just for no reason and then all of a sudden she'd be fine? Its just something they do" she said, getting out of bed and putting her robe on. All of a sudden, just as Nick was making himself comfortable in bed after being rudely awakened, they heard a second cry. Sara hit him on the butt. "C'mon Nicky boy, time to take care of our children." Nick got up, and followed Sara towards the nursery.
"Daddy" Harrison said, coming out of his bedroom, one pant leg above his knee and one dragging along the floor. "Aren't the babies tired of crying? They do it every night!" He said, yawning.
"You did too, bud. Just go back to sleep, OK?" He said, leading Harrison back into his room and tucking him into bed. After he knew Harrison was back asleep, he made his way back over to the nursery.
"Whose angry this morning?" he said, watching as Sara walked over to the cribs.
"It would be our two boys, Mr. Ethan and Mr. Ben. Who do you want?" she said, making her way over to where Nick was standing.
"Hmmm.." he pondered. "I'll take our lovely Mr. Benjamin." He said, walking over to the crib of his son. "Hey Benny, yeah, yeah. Oh, I know." He said, picking him up.
After Nick and Sara got the two back to sleep, they walked back into their bedroom.
"Nicky, I hope the twins aren't tired. Today's a big day." she said, disrobing and getting into bed.
"They'll be fine honey. They're excited to go." He said, pulling her close so that her back was to his chest.
"Mmm.. alright, I'll believe you. Can you believe they're starting kindergarten today?" she said, getting relaxed in Nick's warm embrace.
"I know, I can still remember when they were the triplets age." he said, falling asleep.
"Me too."
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I know, short chapter. Don't hate me, but I just wanted to let you know the ages and the godparents and all that jazz. Give me some suggestions, I don't really know where to go from here. Read and review!!