A New Addition

Pairing: Nick and Sara

The team surprises Nick and Sara with a co-ed baby shower at Greg's place. Will Nick and Sara finally reveal the name they chose for their daughter?

A/N: Originally, I wanted to reveal Baby Girl Stokes' name when she was born. However, the idea came to me to do it in this chapter, so I ran with it. I would like to thank those who gave me some ideas for her name.

Disclaimer: I don't own Nick, Sara or any other CSI character. I do own Nick and Sara's families and any other non-CSI character.

Baby Shower and Girl's Names

"That is so cute," Sara said. "Nick, look at how small this dress is."

"She will be wearing it," Nick said putting his free hand on Sara's seven month pregnant stomach. "Abigail Melanie is going to look adorable wearing this dress."

"You finally settled on a real name for my goddaughter!" Warrick said feigning shock.

"Yeah, we agreed upon Abigail Melanie a week ago," Sara said.

"Abigail Melanie Stokes?" Grissom said. "I like that combination."

"She seems to like it," Sara said. "That girl is kicks me whenever I mention it."

"Sara, this comes from Marissa," Nick said. "She sent it all the way from Dallas."

She carefully removed the wrapping paper. It was a baby monitor so both she and Nick could keep tabs on Abigail from different rooms.

"It's supposed to give you peace of mind," Catherine said admiring the gift. "Also, if she's having problems, you can listen and react."

"That little girl will keep you on your toes," Greg said. "Sara, why don't you open mine now?"

It was a tiny box wrapped in pink wrapping paper. Sara opened it and couldn't believe her eyes.

"Wow, it looks too big to be a ring," Sara said.

"It's a bracelet for the baby," Nick said.

"Consider it her first piece of jewelry from her uncle Greggo," he smirked.

No way will Abigail Melanie refer to Greg as her 'uncle', Nick thought. A cousin or a big brother figure maybe, but he will never be her 'uncle'.

"I thought about getting her a small pair of earrings," Greg admitted. "I decided against it since I don't know how you would have felt about piercing a baby's ears."

"Abigail won't have her ears pierced until she is five years old," Nick said. "That bracelet is a better present than earrings at this point in time."

"This is from Grissom," Warrick said handing a medium sized box to Sara.

I hope he doesn't give Abigail her first bug collection, Nick and Sara thought at the same time.

"This is a perfect match for her room's motif," Sara said looking at the opened present.

"What is it?" Nick asked.

"It's a butterfly mobile, Nick" Grissom said. "When I saw it at the store, I knew it would go perfectly well with the room."

"I'll put it together and hang it when we get home," Nick smiled.

"Just make sure that it's not in anyone's way, Cowboy," Sara said. "Keep in mind that it should also be placed away from tiny fingers."

"I know," Nick said.

Before he could say anything else, there was a loud knock on the door. Greg sprung up from the sofa and answered it. Brass came in with what appeared to be a box from a bakery.

"I'm sorry I am late," Brass said. "I was stuck in traffic on my way to the bakery. When I got to the bakery, they nearly screwed up my order."

"Brass, the most important thing is that you are here for Nick, Sara and Abigail," Greg said.

"Who's Abigail?" Brass asked.

"They finally settled on a name for their daughter," Greg said. "Her full name will be Abigail Melanie Stokes."

"What a lovely name for a little girl," Brass said as he tried to bring the box to the kitchen.

"Don't worry about it," Greg said. "I'll bring it to the refrigerator. You just go sit down, relax and have fun. Wait! Where is your present for the baby?"

"It's in the back seat of the car," he replied. "I'll be right back."

"We will still be here," Greg smiled as Brass left to get the present.

Greg made his way to the kitchen and put the dessert in the refrigerator. He then opened the oven door to see how the pasta dish he made was keeping warm. He closed it as he heard a scream coming from Sara. He immediately left the kitchen to investigate.

"Sara, are you in labor?" Greg asked.

"No, it's the present from Brass," Sara said. "It's a car seat that can be adjusted for a baby or a small child. I think it's going to be a challenge to put it together and placing it in the car."

"Sara, what did Brenda tell us at our first parenting class?" Nick said. "If we need to have the car seat installed and we are totally clueless as to how to assemble it, she would do it for us. I'll call for an appointment when we get home."

"Who's Brenda?" Catherine asked.

"We have been taking prenatal and parenting classes at Desert Palm Hospital," Sara said. "Brenda is our parenting instructor."

"So, you've decided to take the courses, Mr. and Mrs. We'll-Wing-Childbirth-And-Parenthood," Warrick said. "Or should I say Mr. and Mrs. Let's-Rely-On-The-Book-And-Our-Support-System-Exclusively."

Nick tried unsuccessfully to suppress a chuckle. Sara just shot Warrick a glare

"My doctor told us we had to take them," Sara said. "Or we wouldn't have a clue as to what is going on. Oh, if you ask how long we have been taking them, we started the two weeks before Nick's birthday."

"We have been learning a great deal," Nick added. "Despite the fact Sara and I were nearly dragged in kicking and screaming, it's pretty fascinating."

"Has Sara been on her best behavior for the childbirth course?" Lindsey asked.

"Yes, she is a good woman," Nick smiled. "Lindsey, you should ask if I was a good boy. In that case, yes I was."

Sara, Catherine and Lindsey giggled at what Nick said and he blushed. They calmed down when they realized Greg disappeared from the living room again.

"Where's Greg?" Grissom asked.

"I'm in the kitchen preparing lunch!" Greg shouted from the other room. "I am preparing the salad! The main course is being kept warm in the oven! Come to the table!"

The gang went to the dining room table that was set for eight people. The last to get there were Nick and Sara. Sara had little difficulty getting up from the couch and Nick gave her some help. He also gave her lower back a massage using a thing that resembled more like a simple toy than a massage tool. Grissom gave Nick and Sara a glare for being a little late. Catherine gave Sara a sympathetic look.

"For Pete's sake, Gil," Catherine said. "Sara is seven months pregnant! I had been there myself. Have a little respect for her."

"Catherine, you don't have to vouch for me," Sara said as she slowly sat down on her chair. "I could have defended myself, pregnant or not."

Lunch was eaten with lots conversations and jokes. Nobody could imagine Greg being a good cook, since he looked more like a guy who could throw in a frozen entrée in the microwave or order a pizza. Yet, he managed to exceed his guests' expectations of his culinary skills. Compliments were given to him by everyone for his pasta dish. There were fresh mozzarella, sun dried tomatoes, chopped fresh basil and plenty of sautéed vegetables. Even Nick gave him a gentle pat on the back of the head in praise.

"You have to give us the recipe, Greggo," Warrick said.

"Just like my famous coffee's hiding place in the lab," Greg said. "It's a secret, but I can tell you that the salad dressing is store brought from a gourmet food store."

Sara was amazed that the new CSI Level I could afford to buy salad dressing from a gourmet shop. She had been a CSI Level III for a few years and until she started to live with Nick, she wouldn't dare set foot inside one of those places. Either somebody gave it to him as a present or he had help from a mystery colleague in buying it. She didn't care who was the giver, the dressing was delicious.

"I hope you saved room for cake," Greg said. "I know that Sara is very eager to have some cake."

"Greg, you don't have to ask us," Grissom said. "I am sure that we have some room left after eating that delicious lunch."

"I was stuck in traffic on my way to the bakery to pick it up," Brass said. "The cashier nearly botched up the order. I am trying not to make you feel guilty, but I just wanted to tell you about the hell I went to get it here."

"Don't worry, Brass," Nick smiled. "I am sure that it's worth all the trouble."

"Thanks, Nicky," Brass said.

Greg, with the help of Warrick, Catherine, Lindsey and Nick, cleared off the table of dirty plates, bowls and silverware. Sara wanted to help, but Nick didn't want her to get up from the chair unless it absolutely necessary. He and Warrick returned to bring the glasses to the sink. A few moments later, they made a few trips to bring the dessert plates, forks and coffee cups. It would be another few minutes before Greg finally brought out the cake. It was chocolate cake with a vanilla Bavarian filling and topped with mocha butter cream. It was decorated with pink rosettes and stars, but not writing. He cut it into eight even slices and started serving it. He left to get the pot of his famous coffee, cream and sugar.

"Brass, you have to tell me the name and address of this bakery," Sara said. "This cake is delicious."

"I'll write it down for you and Nick," Brass smiled. "It's a different one than the one you go to, but I am sure it's just as good."

"You're right, Brass," Warrick said. "It was worth all the trouble you had to go through to bring it here."

As they took more bites and sips, they were engaged with conversations and jokes. Brass smiled whenever he was told that the cake he brought in was delicious. He thought about going back the bakery in the near future to thank them for the tasty dessert, but not today. When everyone was done with the dessert and coffee, they helped Nick and Sara put all the presents in the back of Nick's Tahoe. For Abigail's clothes, they carefully put them in a bag to protect them from creasing and getting crushed by the other items. Everyone, except for Greg, made there separate ways only to see each other again when their shift starts at the lab.

TBC