Catherine's eyes flitted open. She felt a bit disoriented. The last thing she remembered was making a beeline for the restroom to throw up and then feeling very dizzy. She glanced around the room, noting how sterile and impersonal it looked and surmised that she must be in the hospital. It took her a long moment to recognize that someone was sitting or rather slumping in the chair next to the bed.

Warrick heard her stirring and his eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly, taking in a deep breath as he slowly leaned forward and reached for her hand. "Hey." He smiled at her with concern.

Catherine smiled weakly at him, studying his expression.

"How are you feeling?" Warrick was worried. He knew that the past few weeks for her had been difficult and just when she'd accepted the fact that she was going to have another child, her world was turned upside down again.

Catherine winced as she tried to roll onto her side. "I feel like hell."

"They had to do emergency surgery." He informed her, knowing that she wouldn't want to wait until the doctor had come to fill her in.

She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh. "I lost the baby, didn't I?"

"Yeah." He squeezed her hand and let out a sigh of his own. "You're lucky to be here."

His meaning wasn't lost on her as she felt him tighten his grip on her hand for a moment. She sniffled. "It was pretty bad then."

He nodded. "Do you want me to get the doctor?"

She shook her head and looked into his eyes. "I want you to tell me."

He brushed the back of her hand with his thumb. "They had to do a hysterectomy, Cath. You were hemorrhaging pretty badly."

Catherine bit her lower lip to curb the emotion welling up in her, knowing that even though this baby had been far from planned, that she'd never get the chance to be a mom again. Suddenly her thoughts went to Lindsey and she furrowed her brow in concern. "Where's Linds?"

"She's with your sister. They left about an hour ago." Warrick smiled. "She was pretty worried about you. She was blaming herself for upsetting you."

Catherine shook her head in disbelief at her daughter's reaction. "It's not her fault." She wiped back the tears.

"I know. I told her." Warrick tried to reassure her. "She and I had a chat. I think she's just still having a hard time with Eddie's death and she's taking it out on you."

Worry flickered across Catherine's face. "Does she know everything? We got in an argument before I went to work."

Warrick shook his head. "Your sister and I didn't think it was a good idea. If you want to tell her about the baby, you can, but that's your business." He smiled at her. "I'm here for you, I hope you know that."

Catherine nodded appreciatively. "I know, Rick. You're a good friend." She closed her eyes and winced a little at the stitches pulling at her abdomen.

Warrick leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Get some rest. I'll be here when you wake up."

Catherine smiled at the pressure of his hand around hers and allowed herself to drift back to sleep.

Sara woke with a start and she felt panic welling up inside of her as she felt a strong arm tightening around her waist. It wasn't until she heard a familiar voice that she began to relax and get her bearings.

"I'm here, Sara." Nick's drawl was thick when he was sleepy. He had felt Sara begin to thrash a bit in her sleep and whimper, so he'd pulled her close to try and reassure her. "It's ok, I've got you." He whispered into her hair as she rested against him.

"I forgot you were here." There was a hint of embarrassment in her voice as she allowed herself to close her eyes again. "I'm just not used to waking up with someone in my bed."

Nick chuckled softly. "I'm sorry I scared you." He loosened his hold on her and began rubbing her back, smoothing out her shirt which had inched upwards while they were sleeping.

"You just startled me." Sara defended, her smirk evident in her tone.

Nick furrowed his brow in concern. "Are you ok? It seemed like you were having a nightmare."

Sara lifted her head from where it had been resting against his chest and looked at him with a slightly bewildered expression on her face. "I don't remember what I was dreaming about."

Nick couldn't resist and he reached up and touched her face, trailing his fingers down her cheek. "You just seemed disturbed. I hope me being here didn't contribute to that."

"No, you being here is fine." She looked into his eyes. "I'm glad you're here."

There was something about her expression that made Nick want to kiss her and before he could stop himself, he shifted his weight to roll onto his side, his fingers caressing her cheek again as he leaned towards her.

Sara swallowed hard and turned her face away, making Nick's lips land on her cheek. "No." Her voice was just a whisper.

Nick pulled away with an apologetic expression on his face. "I'm sorry." He furrowed his brow knowing that he really hadn't thought through his actions.

Sara looked into his eyes and her own brow furrowed as she reached out and touched his face. "Don't be." She let out a frustrated sigh. "I know something is happening here, but I'm really scared and I'm not sure I'm ready to cross that line yet."

Her acknowledgement that something was changing between them bolstered Nick's spirits. She might not be ready to let him kiss her, but she wasn't denying that she felt something. He couldn't help but smile. "I can wait." He searched her face as he caressed her cheek again.

Sara let out a soft laugh. "I hope you're a patient man then."