Chelsea glanced over at Sara and noticed a grimace flicker across her face. "Everything ok?"

Sara glanced up and forced a smile. "Yeah, I just think maybe I've been overdoing it a bit." She had taken the last several days off to get the house unpacked while she had Chelsea's help and they'd been burning the candle at both ends.

Chelsea smiled, but she was skeptical. She made a mental note to keep an eye on Sara while they finished hanging pictures on the wall. "Why don't you sit down for a few minutes."

Sara smirked. "It takes twice as long to stand back up as it does to sit down."

Chelsea chuckled. "I remember those days."

Sara sucked her breath in again.

Chelsea furrowed her brow. "Are you sure you're ok?"

Sara didn't immediately answer. She took a couple of deep breaths as she leaned against the wall and then pasted another smile on her face. "Yeah, just tired."

Chelsea wasn't buying it. "Sara, are you sure? You know, twins don't go full term a lot of the time."

Sara registered a hint of panic on her face. "Uh, what are you saying?"

Chelsea smiled. "Are you sure you're not going into labor?"

Sara looked scared. "I've never been in labor before."

Chelsea put down the hammer she'd been using and walked over to Sara, putting her hand on her arm. "C'mon, I think maybe you need to have your doctor check you out."

Sara bit her lip and sucked her breath in again. She spoke through gritted teeth. "Are you going to call Nick?"

Chelsea chuckled. "You better believe I am."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Nick and Warrick were processing the scene of a double homicide when Nick's cell phone rang. "Stokes."

"Nicky." Chelsea tried to keep her voice even.

Nick could hear the sound of an engine in the background. "Chels, what's up? I'm at a scene."

"Well, you'd better get your little ass to Desert Palm because I think Sara's in labor." Chelsea told him very matter of factly.

Nick's jaw dropped. "She what?"

Chelsea had a hint of amusement in her voice. "Your wife seems to be in labor. If I'm right, you're going to be a daddy very soon."

Nick heard something in the background that sounded like Sara moaning. "Is she ok?"

Chelsea could hear panic building in Nick's voice, she kept hers calm but firm. "Nick, drive to Desert Palm right now, I'm taking Sara there. Everything is going to be fine."

"Ok." Nick ended the call and glanced over at Warrick looking a bit shell shocked.

Warrick studied him for a moment. "What's going on?"

Nick didn't immediately answer.

"Nick." Warrick's voice was a bit more insistent.

Nick looked at him. "Sara's in labor. Chelsea's taking her to the hospital."

Warrick tried to restrain a smile. "Get your ass out of here then. I think you have a hospital to get to . I'll tell Grissom."

Nick just nodded and started to collect his things.

Warrick waved him off. "Nick, man, I'll get your kit. Just go."

A hint of a smile began to flicker across Nick's face. "I'm gonna be a daddy."

Warrick chuckled. "Well you'd better get your ass to the hospital."

Nick didn't waste another second. He left the crime scene and headed straight to his Denali, putting the siren and the lights on as he drove to Desert Palm. When he arrive, he sprinted to the emergency room in search of Sara. "I'm Nick Stokes, I'm looking for my wife. She's in labor."

The nurse behind the desk smiled at him. "She's probably up in labor and delivery, but hold on a second and I'll see if she's been admitted."

The few seconds that it took for her to look up the information seemed like an eternity to Nick and when she finally let him know where Sara was, he barely nodded his thanks before sprinting for the elevator.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"It's gonna be ok, Sara. Once they give you the epidural, you won't feel much of anything." Chelsea drawled comfortingly.

"Where the hell is Nick?" Sara gritted her teeth as another contraction hit. She had indeed been in labor for several hours, but had not recognized the symptoms until they had gotten much stronger and closer together.

"He'll be here. Don't you worry." Chelsea held Sara's hand and tried to reassure her.

Sara's face screwed up as she tried to fend off the pain. "No one ever said it would hurt this much."

Chelsea tried not to laugh. "Well, there's a reason that sex feels so damn good. If it didn't none of us would ever get pregnant."

Sara chuckled in spite of herself as the contraction faded. "Ain't that the truth."

"You ok for a minute? I think I'm going to go find your nurse and see what's taking Nick so long." Chelsea looked at her expectantly.

Sara nodded. "Just tell him that he'd better get his sorry ass here because I sure as hell am not going through this alone."

Chelsea smirked and then turned toward the doorway where she almost collided with Nick.

"Is she ok?" Nick looked utterly panicked.

Chelsea just gestured toward the bed. "She's going to be fine, but you might want to be careful what you say until she gets an epidural."

Nick looked confused at what she said, but just brushed passed her toward Sara. "I got here as soon as I could."

Sara glanced up and her lower lip quivered slightly. "It hurts."

Nick grabbed her hand, worry flickering across his face. "What can I do, honey?"

Another contraction hit Sara and she put a death grip on Nick's hand gritting through her teeth. "What the hell is taking the damn nurse so long?"

"Do you want me to check? Do you want me to stay here?" Nick wasn't sure what to do.

Sara glanced over at him and glared. "Shut up, Nick."

He was taken slightly aback. "Ok."

As the contraction passed, Sara looked over at him apologetically. "I'm sorry, baby."

Nick leaned over and kissed her forehead. "It's gonna be ok, honey."

Chelsea came back in the room. "The nurse should be here in a minute, she's just getting your IV ready and she said they paged your doctor."

"Thanks, Chelsea." Sara managed.

She smiled broadly. "No problem. Anyone else you want me to call?"

Nick's mind went blank. "Huh?"

Chelsea smirked. "You know, to tell them that you're having a couple of babies?"

"Mom." Nick managed.

Chelsea chuckled. "Right, I already called."

Another contraction hit Sara and she squeezed Nick's hand hard enough to make him yelp. Chelsea raised an eyebrow in warning at him that he'd better not say anything. "I'm going to go get you some ice chips."

Sara just nodded through her gritted teeth. "Shit! This hurts."

Nick felt helpless, and as the nurse walked into the room with the IV, she looked at him with amusement. She carefully hooked up the IV and then glanced at Sara. "The epidural should start to lessen the pain in about five or ten minutes."

Sara just nodded as she continued to grit her teeth.

"I just spoke with your doctor and she should be here shortly." The nurse headed toward the doorway, glancing back with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, you won't remember any of this once you see their faces."