Neither Nick nor Sara said a word as they drove back to the condo from the
doctor's office. They were both still in complete shock that Sara was
pregnant, and Nick wasn't sure if Sara was taking the news well.
He pulled the Denali into the driveway and glanced over at her. "We have to tell Grissom."
Sara nodded numbly. "Yeah." She didn't move from her seat until Nick came around the vehicle and opened the door.
"Sara." He put his hand on her thigh and caressed it with his thumb. "Let's get some sleep, ok?"
She nodded and took Nick's hand as she descended from the vehicle. They walked into the condo wordlessly and headed straight to the bedroom. She didn't bother to undress, she simply crawled on top of the comforter and hugged a pillow.
Nick looked at her with a worried expression and crawled onto the bed next to her, brushing a stray hair out of her face. "Honey, are you ok?"
Sara looked at him and as she registered his concern, the corners of her mouth twitched upward. "I'm sorry, I think I'm just still in shock."
"How are you feeling?" He was also concerned that she might throw up.
"I don't feel great, but I think now that I know why I don't feel good, I don't feel as bad." She smiled a bit wider.
"We made a baby." He smiled at her and leaned in and kissed her softly.
She smiled against his lips, searching his eyes as he pulled back. "I'm not sure I'm ready for this. I mean, I know that you'll be a great dad, but I'm not sure how to be a mom."
He flashed her a lopsided grin. "I don't know how to be a dad any more than you know how to be a mom. But I'm sure that any one of my sisters would be more than happy to give you more advice than you could possibly ever want."
Sara chuckled softly, reaching over and tracing his features with her fingertips. "I can't believe we're going to have a baby."
Nick placed his hand on her abdomen. "Boy or girl?"
She raised a curious eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Do you want a boy or a girl?" Nick couldn't keep his excitement out of his voice.
She smirked. "It doesn't matter what I want, the sex has already been determined."
"What do you think it is?" He leaned over and kissed her.
Sara chuckled softly against his lips, murmuring. "I don't know."
As Nick pulled away he glanced at the pillow Sara was still clutching. "I suppose I should try and get used to this."
Sara looked at him quizzically.
He smirked. "In a few months, this is going to be you." He reached over and patted the pillow.
Sara was not amused and smacked him with the pillow. "I don't want to be fat."
Nick looked apologetic. "Honey, there is a difference between fat and pregnant."
She smirked and hit him with the pillow again. "You tell that to my favorite pair of jeans."
Nick raised an eyebrow and grabbed the pillow tossing it off the bed. "Well, right now you're wearing my favorite pair of jeans."
"See, I'm already fat, I'm wearing your clothes." She feigned a pout.
"Oh, so now you're calling me fat?" Nick reacted in mock indignation.
Sara smirked. "You're not fat, you're built. Nicely I might add. I particularly like your ass."
Nick chuckled. "You know, there are a couple of advantages to you being pregnant."
She raised a single eyebrow. "What?"
Nick waggled his eyebrows as he inched closer to her. "Well, we don't need birth control for one." He leaned down and kissed her, softly at first and then more deeply as she opened her mouth to him.
When they broke apart a few minutes later, Sara was a bit breathless. "What's the other advantage?"
Nick chuckled. "Well, it's just an observation, one that I think I'm going to enjoy."
She raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"
He whispered in her ear. "I've noticed that your boobs are bigger."
Sara couldn't help herself, she started laughing.
Nick looked a little sheepish.
Sara pursed her lips together in an effort to stop laughing. She reached over and caressed his cheek. "You're cute. About as horny as a teenage boy, but cute."
He smirked. "What? I can't appreciate my wife's amazingly sexy body?"
Sara raised an eyebrow and leaned toward him, her lips a fraction of an inch from his. "You'd better appreciate my body, because it's only going to get fatter." There was an edge of warning in her tone.
Nick smiled. "Curvaceous." He leaned in and kissed her making his intention clear as he slid his hand up Sara's shirt.
Sara giggled against his mouth and pulled back smiling. "Have I told you today that I love you?"
He grinned at her. "I love you too." He leaned in and kissed her again, deepening the kiss between them. He slid his hand from under her shirt and began to unfasten the jeans she wore.
As they broke the kiss, Sara looked at him with amusement. "I thought you said you wanted to get some sleep."
He raised an eyebrow at her and smirked. "I thought I'd get my jeans back first."
Sara laughed. "Oh, and here I thought you found my being pregnant sexy."
He grinned. "I do. We made a baby together. How can that possibly not be sexy?"
She smiled. "I love you."
"I love you too." He leaned down and kissed her again, slowly sliding his hand back up her shirt.
He pulled the Denali into the driveway and glanced over at her. "We have to tell Grissom."
Sara nodded numbly. "Yeah." She didn't move from her seat until Nick came around the vehicle and opened the door.
"Sara." He put his hand on her thigh and caressed it with his thumb. "Let's get some sleep, ok?"
She nodded and took Nick's hand as she descended from the vehicle. They walked into the condo wordlessly and headed straight to the bedroom. She didn't bother to undress, she simply crawled on top of the comforter and hugged a pillow.
Nick looked at her with a worried expression and crawled onto the bed next to her, brushing a stray hair out of her face. "Honey, are you ok?"
Sara looked at him and as she registered his concern, the corners of her mouth twitched upward. "I'm sorry, I think I'm just still in shock."
"How are you feeling?" He was also concerned that she might throw up.
"I don't feel great, but I think now that I know why I don't feel good, I don't feel as bad." She smiled a bit wider.
"We made a baby." He smiled at her and leaned in and kissed her softly.
She smiled against his lips, searching his eyes as he pulled back. "I'm not sure I'm ready for this. I mean, I know that you'll be a great dad, but I'm not sure how to be a mom."
He flashed her a lopsided grin. "I don't know how to be a dad any more than you know how to be a mom. But I'm sure that any one of my sisters would be more than happy to give you more advice than you could possibly ever want."
Sara chuckled softly, reaching over and tracing his features with her fingertips. "I can't believe we're going to have a baby."
Nick placed his hand on her abdomen. "Boy or girl?"
She raised a curious eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Do you want a boy or a girl?" Nick couldn't keep his excitement out of his voice.
She smirked. "It doesn't matter what I want, the sex has already been determined."
"What do you think it is?" He leaned over and kissed her.
Sara chuckled softly against his lips, murmuring. "I don't know."
As Nick pulled away he glanced at the pillow Sara was still clutching. "I suppose I should try and get used to this."
Sara looked at him quizzically.
He smirked. "In a few months, this is going to be you." He reached over and patted the pillow.
Sara was not amused and smacked him with the pillow. "I don't want to be fat."
Nick looked apologetic. "Honey, there is a difference between fat and pregnant."
She smirked and hit him with the pillow again. "You tell that to my favorite pair of jeans."
Nick raised an eyebrow and grabbed the pillow tossing it off the bed. "Well, right now you're wearing my favorite pair of jeans."
"See, I'm already fat, I'm wearing your clothes." She feigned a pout.
"Oh, so now you're calling me fat?" Nick reacted in mock indignation.
Sara smirked. "You're not fat, you're built. Nicely I might add. I particularly like your ass."
Nick chuckled. "You know, there are a couple of advantages to you being pregnant."
She raised a single eyebrow. "What?"
Nick waggled his eyebrows as he inched closer to her. "Well, we don't need birth control for one." He leaned down and kissed her, softly at first and then more deeply as she opened her mouth to him.
When they broke apart a few minutes later, Sara was a bit breathless. "What's the other advantage?"
Nick chuckled. "Well, it's just an observation, one that I think I'm going to enjoy."
She raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"
He whispered in her ear. "I've noticed that your boobs are bigger."
Sara couldn't help herself, she started laughing.
Nick looked a little sheepish.
Sara pursed her lips together in an effort to stop laughing. She reached over and caressed his cheek. "You're cute. About as horny as a teenage boy, but cute."
He smirked. "What? I can't appreciate my wife's amazingly sexy body?"
Sara raised an eyebrow and leaned toward him, her lips a fraction of an inch from his. "You'd better appreciate my body, because it's only going to get fatter." There was an edge of warning in her tone.
Nick smiled. "Curvaceous." He leaned in and kissed her making his intention clear as he slid his hand up Sara's shirt.
Sara giggled against his mouth and pulled back smiling. "Have I told you today that I love you?"
He grinned at her. "I love you too." He leaned in and kissed her again, deepening the kiss between them. He slid his hand from under her shirt and began to unfasten the jeans she wore.
As they broke the kiss, Sara looked at him with amusement. "I thought you said you wanted to get some sleep."
He raised an eyebrow at her and smirked. "I thought I'd get my jeans back first."
Sara laughed. "Oh, and here I thought you found my being pregnant sexy."
He grinned. "I do. We made a baby together. How can that possibly not be sexy?"
She smiled. "I love you."
"I love you too." He leaned down and kissed her again, slowly sliding his hand back up her shirt.
