Part 3

Lindsey lay on the bed, watching her mother get dressed. Mattie sat beside her, amusing himself with one of his toys.

"Did you see them originally? In the olden days?"

Catherine narrowed her eyes. "No, I didn't see the Bangles when I was younger. And it wasn't that long ago."

"What about you, Uncle Gil?" Lindsey asked.

"No. This is another concert that your mother is taking me to," Gil answered.

"You took me to Pink Floyd."

"That was different."

Gil walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Do you have any idea how sexy you look tonight?"

She turned around in his arms and smiled. "You don't look to bad yourself," she replied, kissing him gently.

Lindsey sighed. "Let's go get our stuff ready, Mattie. This is one thing you don't need to see yet."

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Sara wrinkled her nose as Nick put a sandwich in front of her. "What is that?"

"A sandwich," he replied.

"I can see that. Why are you giving it to me?"

"Because the concert is going to be a while and then we won't be having dinner till afterward. I don't want you get hungry." He watched her lower lip tremble. "Oh, no, Sara honey, don't cry…"

She pulled his face close to her and kissed him. "I love you. You take such good care of me." She pulled out a concealer. "Let me work on your bump."

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"Okay, so we'll see you tomorrow morning," Catherine said, kissing her kids goodbye.

"Here's the cell number and the number of the hotel," Gil said, handing the piece of paper to Catherine's sister. He kissed Lindsey and then Mattie. "Be good guys."

"Have fun!" Lindsey waved.

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"Merchandise AFTER the concert," Nick said, steering her away from the crowd. "I don't want anyone bumping into you."

"Meanie," Sara replied. "Not even a glow in the dark necklace?"

Nick looked at her. "Especially not a glow in the dark necklace."

"Hey guys," Warrick said, walking over. "How are you?"

"Without a glow in the dark necklace," Sara replied, sending daggers at her husband.

"Ookay," Warrick said. He felt someone steal up behind him and whirled around, almost knocking over Greg. "Geez man, what did you do that for?"

"I'm hiding from her," Greg said, pointing a finger at Sara. "Can't you keep her under control?" he asked Nick.

Catherine stole up behind Greg and tweaked his ear.

"Ah Geez! Grissom, keep your wife on a leash!"

Gil looked at his wife and smiled. "Nah, I prefer her wild."

Cath grinned and kissed him. "Good answer. Particularly since we rented a hotel room for the evening."

"Are we going in?" Greg asked, still standing behind Warrick.

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As the slow strains of "Eternal Flame" echoed throughout the concert hall, Gil held his wife close to him, his hand protectively resting over her belly.

"You like the music?" she asked him.

Gil nodded. "It's beautiful." He felt a slight kick and chuckled. "I think the baby likes it too."

Catherine motioned her head towards Greg and Warrick, who were busy chatting to two young women behind them. "Greg and Warrick are enjoying themselves."

Gil looked up and smiled. "They're like a couple of high school kids."

"I heard that," Warrick said, turning around and glaring at him.

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"Should we be dancing?" Gil asked Catherine, as "Walk Like an Egyptian" was played.

Catherine glanced around, to where Greg was making a fool of himself and Warrick was edging closer and closer into Nick's seat.

"No, honey, I don't think that's a good idea," she smiled, patting his arm. "You just sit here and keep your pregnant wife company."

Gil smiled slightly and pulled her closer. "As long as you're sure."

"Trust me, I'm sure," Catherine replied, smiling.

Nick glanced at Sara after overhearing the conversation. "Do you want me to dance?"

"Not when Warrick is almost on your lap," Sara said, pointing at Warrick, who was still trying to stay away from Greg.

"Oh geez…Warrick, man!" Nick said, moving over.

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After dinner was over, Catherine and Grissom caught a cab to their hotel and finally got settled.

"Did you enjoy the concert?" Catherine asked, changing into a nightgown.

He nodded. "Much more than I thought I would."

She narrowed her eyes. "Really?"

Gil caught the look and smiled. "I knew your taste would be impeccable," he replied.

"You're getting very good at sweettalking me, Gil. Should I be worried?"

"Not at all," he assured her, sliding into bed beside her.

Catherine snuggled up to him. "Do you know how long it's been since you and I have been completely alone, without having to worry about kids or locking the door or work?"

"Too long," he replied, pressing small kisses to her neck. His hand ran down her body, listening as her breathing became slightly shallower. It finally rested on her stomach. "You don't think the baby will mind?"

Catherine pulled his head up to hers and their lips met in a soft kiss. "Let me put it this way. At the moment, the baby is in me. And I will mind if we don't do this."

He nodded. "I won't argue with that logic."
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Nick lay on his back on the sofa. Sara had kicked him out of the bedroom, since he had mentioned that he heard Grissom saying that protein was good for the baby. It could also be because he had, thinking he was helping, brought home some Vitamin E cream. He winced. That bottle had hurt.

He had seen Warrick and Greg leave with two girls from the concert. After dinner, Gil had whisked away Catherine, whispering into her ear and her giggling. Nick was positive that the entire world was getting some…except him.

"Nick?" came a small voice, as Sara looked down on him.

He sat up quickly and took her hand. "Hey, are you okay?"

She nodded and sat beside him. "Is your head okay?"

Nick smiled. "I think it's going to become immune to anything you throw at me soon. But please, don't start picking other body parts to toss things at."

"I don't know what's wrong with me! My entire hormonal system has gone haywire, I throw up every morning, and I hate fighting with you."

Nick thought for a moment. "You're right."

Sara narrowed her eyes. "Huh?"

"Grissom said that the best thing for a guy to do when his wife is pregnant is agree with everything."

Hands on hips, Sara gave him a scathing look. "Oh really?"

Next thing he knew, Nick had been dropkicked onto the floor.

"Well agree with this! You're staying down here tonight!" Sara told him, and disappeared upstairs.

Nick groaned.

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Part 4