"So, Nick, how's married life treating you?" Catherine grinned at the
younger CSI as they processed the scene of the latest homicide in Vegas.
He grinned. "No complaints from me. I still can't believe I got her to marry me."
Catherine chuckled. "Valentine's Day is next week. Do you have anything planned yet?"
Nick glanced up and smiled. "You know, that's why I like working with you, you save my ass."
"Don't wait too long, Nicky, especially if you're planning on buying her flowers." Catherine chided him gently.
Nick turned his attention back to the carpet he was examining for trace material. "Actually, I have a plan. Sara loves lilacs, so I'm having some lilac bushes planted in the yard for her."
"Nick." Catherine began.
"In addition to the roses that I've already ordered for her." He flashed her a grin.
Catherine laughed. "Ok, you don't need to be reminded. Maybe I should be reminding Sara."
"I don't need anything for Valentine's Day, I have her." Nick picked up a piece of stray fabric on the carpet. "Hey, can you hand me a bindle?"
April 15th
"Damn, I hate filing taxes." Sara muttered under her breath as she poured over the tax form one last time before signing it.
"Hey, it's going to be easier from here on out, I'm sure that filing jointly the first time is always a little strange." Nick assured her, planting a kiss on her cheek.
After she signed the form, Nick followed suit and they stopped by the local copy shop to make a few copies before taking their tax return to the post office to mail. As they made their way back to the house, Nick glanced over at her. "Want to rent a movie?"
She grinned at him and nodded. "Yeah, something funny and romantic. I need to relax a little, otherwise our night off is kind of wasted."
He pulled into the parking lot of Blockbuster video and they walked the aisles holding hands and looking for a movie to watch. They finally settled on 'The Wedding Planner'.
They settled themselves on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a bottle of wine. As the movie progressed, they became less and less interested in it and more and more interested in each other as articles of clothing slowly made their way to the floor as they made love.
Tangled together on the couch completely naked, Sara ruffed Nick's hair as he lay on top of her. "We should rent movies more often."
He chuckled and planted a kiss on her neck. "I don't think we've watched an entire movie since we've been married."
She traced his jaw line with her finger. "Well, it's a good thing we don't go to the theater, I have a feeling we'd be arrested for indecent exposure."
Nick couldn't help but laugh. "My wife, the realist." He planted another kiss on her neck and began to nibble on her ear.
Sara pushed Nick away slightly, causing him to look down at her curiously. "Do you think we could move this encore into the bedroom, it's a little cold out here?"
Nick waggled his eyebrows at her and pulled himself off of her, drinking her appearance appreciatively and scooping her up in his arms.
Sara let out a squeal and then started to giggle as Nick carried her into the bedroom and deposited her on the bed, crawling onto it after her. They climbed under the covers and snuggled close together as they began to fan the flames of passion again.
Mid-June:
"Did you call your dad yet, Nick?" Sara queried him as she leaned back into the couch sipping a cup of herbal tea.
He glanced up at her and flashed her a grin from where he sat on the floor reading the sports page of the Sunday paper. "Oh, yeah, it's Father's Day."
Sara picked up the cordless phone and tossed it to him.
As Nick talked to his dad, Sara disappeared into the other room. She returned just as he was finishing up the call with a small bag in her hand and sat on the floor next to him, snaking her arms around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder.
Nick ended the call and set the phone on the floor, turning his attention to Sara. "Did you call your dad, babe?"
She chuckled and shook her head. "Frank doesn't really get off on holidays anymore than he likes me calling him dad. I told you my parents are weird, Nick."
He pulled her against him and grinned. "Then how did you turn out so normal?"
"Two negatives make a positive." She smiled and leaned in to kiss him.
"Always the scientist." Nick mumbled against her lips as he lay back, pulling her on top of him. They became lost in kissing each other for a while, eventually, Nick rolled them over so he rested on top of her, his hand began sliding up her shirt.
Sara stopped his hand, immediately getting his attention. He looked at her quizzically. She just grinned. "I've got a surprise for you."
Nick tilted his head slightly. "Really?"
She nodded. "Uh, huh."
He leaned down and kissed her again. As he pulled away he raised an eyebrow. "Am I going to like it?"
Sara giggled. "I think so." She gestured toward the bag she'd brought into the living room with her. "Open it."
Without letting her up, he reached over and grabbed the bag. "This?"
She nodded. "That's it."
Nick chuckled, wondering if she'd bought another piece of lingerie, as she had done several times since they'd been married. He reached his hand in and instead of feeling silky or lacy fabric, he felt terry cloth. His confident smile turned to a quizzical expression as he fished out the contents of the bag. He glanced at Sara who studied him while biting her lower lip nervously. He glanced back at what he now held in his hand and it took him a moment to absorb what it was.
His eyebrows shot up and a myriad of expression crossed his face as he turned back to Sara who was smiling with one eyebrow raised waiting for his response. Nick's voice faltered and he began to stutter. "Are you? Is that? We are? You? Me? Really?"
Sara giggled and nodded. "Happy Father's Day, Nick."
Nick grinned as he let go of the baby bib that read 'I love my daddy' and kissed Sara long and deep, touching her abdomen in wonder. Against all the doctor's predictions, Sara was pregnant with his child.
He grinned. "No complaints from me. I still can't believe I got her to marry me."
Catherine chuckled. "Valentine's Day is next week. Do you have anything planned yet?"
Nick glanced up and smiled. "You know, that's why I like working with you, you save my ass."
"Don't wait too long, Nicky, especially if you're planning on buying her flowers." Catherine chided him gently.
Nick turned his attention back to the carpet he was examining for trace material. "Actually, I have a plan. Sara loves lilacs, so I'm having some lilac bushes planted in the yard for her."
"Nick." Catherine began.
"In addition to the roses that I've already ordered for her." He flashed her a grin.
Catherine laughed. "Ok, you don't need to be reminded. Maybe I should be reminding Sara."
"I don't need anything for Valentine's Day, I have her." Nick picked up a piece of stray fabric on the carpet. "Hey, can you hand me a bindle?"
April 15th
"Damn, I hate filing taxes." Sara muttered under her breath as she poured over the tax form one last time before signing it.
"Hey, it's going to be easier from here on out, I'm sure that filing jointly the first time is always a little strange." Nick assured her, planting a kiss on her cheek.
After she signed the form, Nick followed suit and they stopped by the local copy shop to make a few copies before taking their tax return to the post office to mail. As they made their way back to the house, Nick glanced over at her. "Want to rent a movie?"
She grinned at him and nodded. "Yeah, something funny and romantic. I need to relax a little, otherwise our night off is kind of wasted."
He pulled into the parking lot of Blockbuster video and they walked the aisles holding hands and looking for a movie to watch. They finally settled on 'The Wedding Planner'.
They settled themselves on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a bottle of wine. As the movie progressed, they became less and less interested in it and more and more interested in each other as articles of clothing slowly made their way to the floor as they made love.
Tangled together on the couch completely naked, Sara ruffed Nick's hair as he lay on top of her. "We should rent movies more often."
He chuckled and planted a kiss on her neck. "I don't think we've watched an entire movie since we've been married."
She traced his jaw line with her finger. "Well, it's a good thing we don't go to the theater, I have a feeling we'd be arrested for indecent exposure."
Nick couldn't help but laugh. "My wife, the realist." He planted another kiss on her neck and began to nibble on her ear.
Sara pushed Nick away slightly, causing him to look down at her curiously. "Do you think we could move this encore into the bedroom, it's a little cold out here?"
Nick waggled his eyebrows at her and pulled himself off of her, drinking her appearance appreciatively and scooping her up in his arms.
Sara let out a squeal and then started to giggle as Nick carried her into the bedroom and deposited her on the bed, crawling onto it after her. They climbed under the covers and snuggled close together as they began to fan the flames of passion again.
Mid-June:
"Did you call your dad yet, Nick?" Sara queried him as she leaned back into the couch sipping a cup of herbal tea.
He glanced up at her and flashed her a grin from where he sat on the floor reading the sports page of the Sunday paper. "Oh, yeah, it's Father's Day."
Sara picked up the cordless phone and tossed it to him.
As Nick talked to his dad, Sara disappeared into the other room. She returned just as he was finishing up the call with a small bag in her hand and sat on the floor next to him, snaking her arms around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder.
Nick ended the call and set the phone on the floor, turning his attention to Sara. "Did you call your dad, babe?"
She chuckled and shook her head. "Frank doesn't really get off on holidays anymore than he likes me calling him dad. I told you my parents are weird, Nick."
He pulled her against him and grinned. "Then how did you turn out so normal?"
"Two negatives make a positive." She smiled and leaned in to kiss him.
"Always the scientist." Nick mumbled against her lips as he lay back, pulling her on top of him. They became lost in kissing each other for a while, eventually, Nick rolled them over so he rested on top of her, his hand began sliding up her shirt.
Sara stopped his hand, immediately getting his attention. He looked at her quizzically. She just grinned. "I've got a surprise for you."
Nick tilted his head slightly. "Really?"
She nodded. "Uh, huh."
He leaned down and kissed her again. As he pulled away he raised an eyebrow. "Am I going to like it?"
Sara giggled. "I think so." She gestured toward the bag she'd brought into the living room with her. "Open it."
Without letting her up, he reached over and grabbed the bag. "This?"
She nodded. "That's it."
Nick chuckled, wondering if she'd bought another piece of lingerie, as she had done several times since they'd been married. He reached his hand in and instead of feeling silky or lacy fabric, he felt terry cloth. His confident smile turned to a quizzical expression as he fished out the contents of the bag. He glanced at Sara who studied him while biting her lower lip nervously. He glanced back at what he now held in his hand and it took him a moment to absorb what it was.
His eyebrows shot up and a myriad of expression crossed his face as he turned back to Sara who was smiling with one eyebrow raised waiting for his response. Nick's voice faltered and he began to stutter. "Are you? Is that? We are? You? Me? Really?"
Sara giggled and nodded. "Happy Father's Day, Nick."
Nick grinned as he let go of the baby bib that read 'I love my daddy' and kissed Sara long and deep, touching her abdomen in wonder. Against all the doctor's predictions, Sara was pregnant with his child.