My mind is just not on work today. I'm worried about Sara. I don't recall her ever staying home from work because she's sick. She must really be feeling badly. I'm not sure if I should call and check on her because if she's resting I don't want to wake her up. But if I don't call her, she'll probably think I'm not concerned enough. I thought I knew women before I got married. I really don't have a clue. Warrick and I are out working a scene and I think I must have zoned out because his voice finally penetrates my mind. "Nick!"

I turn around and Warrick looks at me like there's something seriously wrong with me.

"Where is your mind, man?" Warrick raises an eyebrow at me.

"Sorry, man. Sara's sick and I don't remember her ever staying home before. I'm just a little worried about her. We also got in a fight before I left and I'm trying to figure out what the hell I did that pissed her off." I'm really confused.

Warrick chuckles at me. "Don't worry yourself too much about it. I'm sure she's fine. This is Sara we're talking about. Shift is almost over. We're pretty much done here. Why don't you take the evidence back and log it in and then go home. You're mind obviously isn't here."

I smiled. "Thanks, War." My brow furrows. I just can't figure out what I did to make her mad. Ok, maybe the comment about her time of the month was out of line. I used to tease my sisters about that and I used to catch hell from them for it. I bet that's it. But usually, Sara can take any joke. I guess I'd better head home and face the music.

I head back to the lab and log the evidence it. Not to get in trouble with Grissom, I pop my head into his office and let him know that I'm leaving to go check on Sara.

He has a concerned look on his face. "She must be feeling pretty bad to stay home."

I nod. "Yeah, I know. I hope she's feeling better. She was not a happy camper earlier."

I drove straight home and pull into the driveway. I think I sat there for a few minutes before I finally climbed out and headed into the house. Sara was asleep on the couch when I walked in. I quietly set my keys down and went and knelt down next to her. I softly kissed her forehead.

Sara's eyes fluttered open and she looked at me with an expression that was hard to define. She didn't look pissed off, but she didn't look entirely happy either. I think she looked a little scared to tell you the truth.

I smiled at her and caressed her hair with my hand. "You feeling any better? I've been worried about you all night."

Sara moves to sit up and holds her hand out to me. I take it and she tries to smile. She's looking in my eyes and I'm still trying to read her expression. "Nicky, I need you to hold me for a while."

I sit next to her on the couch and wrap my arms around her. I'm nervous. I'm not really sure what is going on with my wife, but I'm glad she's not mad at me anymore. I can feel her breathing deeply, like she's trying to work up the courage to tell me something. I pull her a bit tighter against me. "Hey, honey, are you ok?"

I hear Sara sniffle a little and pull away so she can look at me in the eyes. She's got a smile on her face in spite of the tears.

I wipe her tears with my thumb. I'm searching her face trying to understand what's happening.

She cups my face with her hand "Nick, I have something to tell you."

I furrow my brow; I have no idea what she's going to say. "Ok."

She takes my hand and pulls it against her stomach and speaks words that will change my life. "We're going to have a baby."

I think I must have sat there speechless for a few moments. "A baby?"

She nods at me. I can tell she's scared. She's worried about what I think. I love this woman so much. It pains me that she's worried about what she thinks my response will be to this news that we're having a baby.

"Oh, Sara! We're gonna have a baby! I'm gonna be daddy!" I think the grin on my face rivals the one I had when Sara said yes to my marriage proposal.

Sara starts crying, but she's still smiling. I know we didn't plan to have kids this soon, but I am thrilled. I start crying. I hug Sara to me and whisper to her. "I love you so much. You are the most amazing woman in the world. You are going to be a great mom. I love you, Sar."

She giggles. I love that sound. "Nick, I love you. I was so worried what you were going to say."

I pull away for a moment and look her in the eyes. "Oh, Sara, we're having a baby." I'm grinning. I realize something and I start to chuckle.

Sara raises a curious eyebrow at me.

"Thanksgiving is next week. We're going to Texas remember?" I raise an eyebrow at her. "What are we going to tell my family?"

She chuckles. "That we're having a honeymoon baby. We're never going to hear the end of this are we?"

I shake my head. "We might want to be careful on couches in the future."

Sara laughs and nods at me. "Yeah, I know. The one time we don't use one of these things." She gestures toward the coffee table where a packet lies.

I laugh. She is amazing and I am so lucky that I got to marry her.

She looks at me a bit nervously. "Catherine already knows."

I look at her slightly perplexed.

She looks a bit sheepish. "I didn't know what to do. She bought me a couple of pregnancy tests. I wasn't sure how to tell you."

I grin at her. "I love you." She is amazing.

She looks into my eyes, "I love you too."

I raise an eyebrow at her quizzically. "When should we tell the rest of the team?"

Sara smiles and leans into me. "After we tell your family; I want to get used to this for a few days first."

I pull her against me and chuckle. "Yeah, this is a big change." I kiss the top of her head and we sit that way for a long while.

Sara starts to giggle.

I look down at her quizzically.

She smiles at me with a devilish grin, "Well, one benefit of being pregnant is that we don't have to worry about those for a few months." She gestures at the packet on the coffee table.

I grin at her and waggle my eyebrows. I'm glad Sara seems to be feeling better. She pulls me into a searing kiss and we quickly begin to make use of the couch's endless possibilities.