"This is rediculous. I am five months pregnant dammit. Nobody has even asked me about my weight. Not even Catherine!", Tara vented to Sara. Sara and Tara had become very close friends in the last two months. After Greg and Tara moved closer to the lab, and Sara's apartment, Sara came over often to check up on Tara.

"Maye they're just being polite? Or, maybe they never really get a good look at your belly, since you are always in the lab, usually behind a counter. They'll figure it out soon.", Sara inquired as Tara gave her a 'give-me-a-frickin-break' look. She shrugged and went into the kitchen to get Tara some more water. "When are you going to start taking off work more?", Sara asked as she poured Tara some water from the pitcher.

"I dunno. I guess when I start getting tired.", Tara winced a little as she said that. She had a cramp. I must be hungry..., thought Tara. "Hey Sar, you wanna grilled cheese sandwich?"

"No thanks. Not hungry. Shift starts in an hour anyway, and I gotta go change. I'll see ya at the lab, ok?"

"Okay.", Tara finished making and eating her lunch and grabbed her stuff for work.

She got to the lab, and Grissom was handing out assignment sheets. Greg winked at her and she smiled. She walked back into the lab and began to focus on her work.

She was looking at a website on motor oil that was found at a crime scene, when she felt something a little bit abnormal. She looked down at her lap to see something that definately shouldn't have been there.

This can't be happening to me, to Greg. This can't be happening!

She looked up and started to panic.

My water just broke. I am only five months pregnant!

She panicked more as she tried to think of someone who could help her get to the hospital safely. Only three people in this building knew, and she didn't want to tell someone who didn't, because they would want an explanation that she was not in the mood to give.

Ok, who knows? Greg, out on the feild, Sara, also out on the feild, and Doctor Robbins...

"Dr. Robbins, Can you please report to the DNA lab, Dr. Robbins please report to the DNA lab.", Tara paged over to the morgue, trying not to cry.

A few minutes later a calm Doctor Robbins walked into the lab. "Yes Tara, did you need me for something?"

"Y-yes Dr. Robbins. M-my water j-just broke.", Tara stutterd, unable to hold tears in any longer.

Dr. Robbins switched into doctor mode. "Okay Tara. You are five months pregnant right?", she nodded. "Alright. I will call you an ambulence, you go get the extra pair of clothes out of your locker. I will have David call Greg. It'll be ok, Tara. Just stay calm. Can you do that?", Tara nodded and went to get her clothes. SHe was crying, and had a large wet stain on the back of her skirt. Luckily for her, she didn't run into anyone on her way to and from the lockers. When she got back to the lab, Dr. Robbins was waitng for her and led her out the back door of the morgue to the ambulence, knowing she wouldn't want any kind of attention.

"Greg? Howdy to you too, um we kind of have a situation down here at the lab.", David said to Greg when he called his cell.

"What kind of a suituation?", Greg said as he stood next to Nick looking at their victim. "She's having the baby? Are you insane? She's only five months pregnant!" Greg flipped out. "Yeah, I'll be right there!"

Nick turned to Greg and said "Is Tara pregnant?"

"Well, not anymore, let's roll."

Greg was in to much of a frenzy to drive, so Nick turned on the siren he had hooked up to his car and sped down to the hospital.