AN Well I must start by thanking moirariordan for her quick review to the last two chapters. Aidrianna, dork like what? I needed friction...lol remoob1513 after I actually do some of my school work I'll get right on writing that birth...for now you can just re-read these bits... :)

Enjoy!

Greg POV

April was an amazing distraction, kind of like a drug I shouldn't be taking, but I couldn't help myself it made it easier to deal with the pain of rejection. Because let's face it, Sara had rejected me. For all intents and purposes I'd been a convenient fuck.

So then why is it that I'm telling April I'll talk to her later and jumping in my car to chase after Sara? She stopped in front of Catherine's house and sat in her car for a few moments. I could see her wipe her face then get out of the car and go to the front door. I should have followed her. I should have at least called out her name. But why? She'd made it pretty damn clear that she didn't want a thing to do with me. Hell we'd hardly been friends in the last while!

I dialled April's number as I put the car in drive and tried not to look back. It's difficult but eventually I need to stop caring.

For real this time.

You know I didn't do too badly for awhile. I actually managed to get myself into somewhat of a relationship with April. It wasn't really all that deep; we just hung out and kept each other company. I wish I could say it meant something, but really, it didn't.

After a couple of months I was getting kind of bored with her and asking Nick for advice.

"So you think I should just break up with her?"

"Yeah, cause frankly I don't see the point for you anymore."

I nodded, "She's driving me insane, but I hate breaking up with people it always makes me feel bad."

"Why, because you know how they feel?"

I flipped him off, "Funny Stokes."

It's interesting I didn't recall waking up that morning and realizing that day was going to change my life forever.

It started when I walked by Grissom's office later that shift.

"Have you decided when you're going to start your leave?"

"Well I want to work as long as possible, but I do realize there is going to be a point where going out in the field isn't an option." Holy shit that's Sara's voice.

"There is also the problem of chemicals in the lab."

"I've been very careful over the last couple of months. I know my limits Grissom."

"I know you do Sara, I trust you, I just want to make sure you're taking care of yourself."

"I am thank you."

"Have you told the guys yet?"

"No, I haven't gotten around to it."

"You might want to think about soon, because pretty soon it'll be noticeable."

I'm sure there was more to that conversation but I had to stumble my way down the hall and into an empty conference room. My head was swimming; I think I actually saw spots. Could it be possible? They hadn't actually used the term, but for all intents and purposes they'd said it.

Sara is pregnant?

I saw her walk by the window and decided I needed to know something and I needed to know right now. I opened the door and gently pulled her into the room by her arm.

"Shit Greg." She put a hand to her heart, "You scared me, what are you doing?"

"I just walked by Grissom's office." I said then searched her face to see if she would catch on.

Her eyes looked confused then they widened, she backed up against the wall and just stared at me, "What did you hear?"

I gulped, "Enough."

She looked around the room for a bit not looking me in the eye, "I guess you want to know why I didn't tell you."

I think my heart stopped. I mean the thought did cross the back of my mind that the baby could be mine, but to be honest I just figured she'd moved on. Found her own kind of April to wallow in. "What is it exactly you need to tell me?" I finally managed to say.

I saw her inhale and exhale a number of times then she finally said it, "I'm pregnant and the baby's yours."

Blindly I grasped for the first available chair then sunk my body into it, "A-are you sure?"

She nodded, "Positive, it….the baby, can only be yours."

I looked up at her and felt this huge wave of guilt, "I-I'm sorry I should have…"

"You have nothing to be sorry about." She was across the room and squatting in front of me in a few seconds, "I'm the one who left remember."

"Yeah," I sighed, "I remember."

"I'm the one who should be sorry." She whispered.

Suddenly something dawned on me and I stood up, "Yeah and you should also be the one sitting." I pulled her up and placed her on the chair I had been occupying. I leaned on the table beside her.

She smiled at me, "I'm not fragile you know."

"And I'm not a gentleman but let's just pretend here kay?" I smiled back at her.

Her face got serious and she took my hand, "That's just the thing, you are a gentleman and I didn't want you to think you had to take care of me."

"I can't just pretend you aren't having my baby Sara."

She furrowed her brow, "That doesn't sound weird." She finally said.

Okay she wasn't making a lick of sense, "What the hell do you mean?"

"You just said I was having your baby and it didn't sound weird." She explained, "I've been trying to come up with a way to say it for months now and it's always sounded funny. But when you say it, it doesn't sound like that."

"So it's a good thing then?" I asked.

"Yeah," She stood up still holding my hand, "It is."

I pulled her into a hug; it seemed like the appropriate thing to do. She stiffened at first then actually seemed to relax into it. It might just be possible that I could hold her like that forever. Yeah I know I'm a full fledged sap when it comes to Sara Sidle. I can't help it; she sends my entire insides into overdrive.