Greg glanced up as he heard the door to his hospital room creak open. His eyes widened as he saw Nick and Sara walk in holding hands. He mumbled. "I didn't imagine it, did I?"

Nick shook his head, a bit sheepishly. "No, you didn't." He squeezed Sara's hand.

"We were going to tell you. We didn't mean for you to see that." Sara blushed at the memory of what they were doing when Greg walked into the locker room. Nick had indeed been changing his shirt when Sara had walked in, but by the time Greg walked in, things had heated up considerably; their hands were underneath articles of clothing while the two of them were engaged in a rather steamy kiss.

Greg looked at them for a long moment before trusting himself to speak. "So how long has this thing or fling between you been going on?" He looked a bit hurt that he hadn't known that anything was going on between his two friends, especially since he was still trying to figure out how to get Sara to go out with him.

Nick cleared his throat. "Uh, it's not really a thing exactly."

Greg furrowed his brow. "So it's a fling then?" He looked a bit shocked that Sara would consent to a steamy office romance, unless of course it was with him.

Nick shook his head. "It's not a fling either."

"But you were." Greg gestured. "And she was." A sly grin spread across Greg's face. "It looked a little kinky." He winced as he quickly arched his brows. "Pretty hot actually."

Sara's face was quickly turning red. The last thing she wanted to do was getting into a detailed discussion with Greg about what was going on in the locker room. "Uh, what Nick is trying to say is that things are more serious than that."

"Serious?" Greg looked a little worried. "How serious?" His voice cracked a little.

Nick glanced over at Sara and smiled as he squeezed her hand. He turned back towards Greg. "Very serious."

Sara rolled her eyes and whispered loudly. "Nick just tell him. It's not going to be any easier if you insist on torturing him.

"I'm not torturing him." Nick chuckled softly.

Panic registered on Greg's face. "What are you not telling me?"

Before Nick could draw things out any further, Sara cut to the chase. "Nick and I got married."

Greg's eyes went wide and the color drained out of his face for a moment. Nick and Sara glanced at each other wondering if Greg was going to pass out again. Greg just looked at them in disbelief. His mouth moved like a fish, opening and closing over and over again until finally, he managed to choke out a single word. "Married?"

Nick and Sara nodded in unison. Sara looked at Greg again. "We eloped."

Greg still was trying to process the information and was having a difficult time doing so. "Eloped?"

Nick nodded and grinned, looking pretty pleased with himself. "Two months ago." He puffed his chest out a little bit and couldn't resist putting his arm around Sara's waist, pulling her close and kissing her on the cheek.

That last little bit of information and the display of affection caused Greg to start hyperventilating. "Two." He was having a hard time getting his words out. "Months."

Sara's brow furrowed in concern as she nodded. "Yeah." She glanced at Nick and then back at Greg. "Greg?" Her tone was even and in control. "Listen to my voice."

Greg's eyes were wide and he looked like he was close to passing out.

"I want you to listen to my voice and don't let out a breath until I count to one, ok?" Sara wanted to try and get Greg to calm down. "When you can do that, we'll go to two."

Greg nodded furiously, trying to slow his breathing.

"Ok, count to one." Sara stepped over and took Greg's hand giving it a squeeze.

Greg seemed to be getting a better grip on his breathing.

"You got that?" Sara spoke softly, glancing at Nick who seemed to be impressed by her first aid skills, even in the middle of a hospital.

Greg nodded.

"Ok, now let's go to two." Sara kept her tone even until Greg's breathing had gotten back to normal. "You ok?"

Greg nodded, flashing her an apologetic grin. "Sorry about that. The marriage thing just sort of took me by surprise."

Sara glanced back at Nick who had an eyebrow raised at her and his arms crossed over his chest. "What?"

"They have doctors for that you know." He was trying hard not to laugh. "How did you know to do that anyway?"

"I had a roommate who had asthma." She smirked back.

Greg's color was a bit more normal now and he cleared his throat. "Can I ask you guys something?"

Sara and Nick both turned his direction and spoke simultaneously. "Sure."

"Why did you keep it a secret?" There was a bit of hurt in Greg's expression. "Everyone would have been supportive."

Sara glanced at the floor for a moment. "It was my idea." She glanced at Greg before looking at Nick. "And for the record it was a really stupid one."

Nick grinned. "I love you too, honey."

"So, why did you decide to go public anyway?" Greg looked at Sara intently for a moment. "You're not pregnant are you?"

Sara's eyes widened and she began to protest in earnest. "No, I am not pregnant, we're not planning on getting pregnant, not anytime soon anyway."

Nick chuckled and encircled Sara's waist from behind with his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder. "A priest asked us if we were married and we kind of figured if he could tell we probably weren't going to be fooling anyone for very much longer." He let out a sigh. "We should have told you. We should have told everyone."

Sara rested her head back on Nick's shoulder. "Baby, we should let Greg get some rest."

Greg smirked. "Don't leave on my account." He regarded them with a bit of amusement. "But don't let me stop you either, I'm not sure I could handle a repeat from earlier."

Nick laughed. "I really am sorry about that man. We'll try and keep it at home from now on."

"I hope your head feels better soon." Sara gave Greg a sincere smile as Nick let her out of his embrace and took her hand.

"Thanks." He smiled and closed his eyes as Nick and Sara headed out the door of his hospital room hand in hand.