"I hate you."
Greg Sanders laughed as his wife lay in the hammock, struggling to get out like a turtle on its back; she was five months along, but she was having twins. Even the doctor was surprised with how big she was. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Want some help?" she nodded, and Greg helped pull Erzsébet out. They'd been married for a year, and Erzsébet had decided to give up on being a lab technician once she got pregnant.
"I suggest you stop molesting my sister," Sara said as she walked into the backyard, "she has one powerful kick." Sara kissed her sister on the cheek, and put something down on the picnic table nearby them. Grissom was already here, and Catherine was just getting out of the car with Lindsey. Nick and Warrick were picking up dates.
"Hey, she didn't have to say yes," Greg reminded her, "but she did, and I couldn't be happier about it."
"Good, because you're stuck with me." Erzsébet kissed his cheek, and smiled when she saw Catherine coming through the gate. "I'm going to say hello." And as she went off, she said something that made both Sara and Greg roar with laughter. "And if I fall down and get stuck on my back, you better not laugh and compare me to a turtle!"
Watching Erzsébet with Catherine and Lindsey, Sara looked at Greg; he was happy, and she knew that no one in the world could have made him happier than her sister. "Happy?" she asked him. "Because it would be difficult to get out of it now."
"I waited five years for an answer, and I got it Sara." Greg looked at his partner. "I wouldn't try to get out of it even if I was paid all the money in the world."
