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Three Months Pregnant

Sara slumped down onto the couch in the break room, and propped her feet up on a chair. In a half hour shift would begin. Even though she couldn't go out into the field – Doctor's orders – she was still allowed to come to work as long as she stayed calm and stayed away from all the chemicals that could harm her or the baby.

She leaned back and placed a hand on her stomach. She could finally tell a different in her body weight, but no one else could, except for maybe Nick and Catherine, but they were the only ones who even knew she was pregnant. She was still debating on when to tell the rest of the team, and how. She'd have to do it soon, or else they'd notice on their own.

"I have a new respect for Catherine now, thanks to you, little one." She began rubbing her belly soothingly as she talked to her unborn child. Sara pulled a folded piece of paper out of her pocket. For the past month or so she had been thinking of some names, and she had written them down. "So kiddo, what do you think? Isabella? Alyssa? Alicia? Or how about Catherine? What's that? What if you're a boy? Well, don't worry. I have some boys' names, too." Sara flipped the piece of paper over to where the boys' names were listed. "Hmm… Brady? Parker? I got those two from soap operas. I had nothing better to do when I had to stay in bed. Or we have Robert, Michael, and Caleb? Anything sound good to you?"

Sara took a deep breath, and patted her belly. "I could always name you after your daddy. Would you like that? Nicholas Sidle. Nicholas Andrew? Nicholas Christopher? I don't know." She folded the piece of paper up and shoved it back in her pocket. "What do you think kiddo?"

"I think it sounds pretty good." Sara's head snapped up and she realized she was no longer alone.

"Nick! H-how long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough." He walked further into the break room and sat down next to her on the couch.

"Oh. Well, I figured since I can never make up my mind on anything, and I have nothing better to do that I should start thinking of some names." She reached for her bottle of water, and took a long sip of it.

"I think it's cute," Nick whispered.

"What did you say?" Sara asked turning to look at him.

"Nothing." He sighed. "Sara, would you please move in with me?"

"Nick-"

"No, Sara. I want you to. I don't care. I want you living with me so I can take care of you." Nick reached for her hand, and she reluctantly let him hold it.

"I can take care of myself, Nick."

"Whether you can take of yourself is not the question here, Sara. Can you take care of a baby? I mean have you ever even held one?" The volume of Nick's voice had raised a few notches, and now people out in the hall were looking in on them with concerned looks on their faces.

"Nick, I am not going to discuss this with you right now. It's not the time or the place." Sara's voice remained surprisingly calm. She stood up and walked over to the door, but before she could leave, Catherine and Warrick walked in. Shift was starting now, so she was stuck.

"Hey, what's goin' on, Sara? Grissom's on his way with assignments." Warrick said as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

"I just need… I need to get out of here. I need air." Without another word, Sara pushed past her co-workers and headed for the door leading to the parking lot.

Catherine put her hand on Warrick's shoulder stopping him from going after her. "Let her go. She'll be fine."

Warrick looked over at Nick who was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. "Nick, what is going on?"

"She'll tell you when she's ready," Nick said without looking up.

Grissom walked into the break room finally with a few assignment sheets in his hands. "Warrick, Cath, double homicide over at the Stratosphere Casino and Hotel."

Warrick took the assignment slip that was handed to him, and he and Catherine headed out to their crime scene.

Grissom turned to Nick as soon as the other two were gone. "Nicky, you have a 532."

"A 532? What's that?" Nick asked walking over to where Grissom was standing.

"Thirty-two year old female, Caucasian, brunette, about 5'8". She was last spotted out in the parking lot, leaning against a dark blue Chevy Tahoe. She's supposed to be working right now, but it seems she refuses to come into the building." Grissom smirked.

"Grissom, I-"

"Nick, I'm not going to argue with you right now. I've got a pile of paperwork on my desk. I'll be in my office if you need me." With that Grissom was gone, and Nick was left alone in the break room.

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I close my eyes
And feel the morning rain
Covering my face
I think of you again
About the the time
When you were here
The city it felt so bright
The city felt so clear

Sara was leaning up against the back of her Tahoe, hoping no one would see her. She took a few long deep breaths to calm her nerves. She knew this stress with Nick was not good for the baby, but she didn't know what to do about it. She could just give in and let him help her, but that would be going against the stubborn independent woman she was. "I hate this!" She yelled as she hit the back door to her Tahoe with her hands. "Damn!" She cursed. She rubbed her knuckles and immediately regretted punching the SUV. There was pain shooting through both of her hands and up her arms.

Nick saw her beating up the Tahoe and jogged the rest of the way to where the SUV was parked, and Sara was standing rubbing her knuckles. He put a hand on her shoulder and she spun around almost knocking him over in the process. "What the hell are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?"

"I'm sorry."

Suddenly Sara was starting to feel dizzy. She grabbed her head with her hands and cried out in pain. The pain from her hands, her back, and the beginning of a headache, on top of being pregnant wasn't mixing to well for her. When she started to sway, Nick caught her, and gently lowered their bodies down to the cool pavement of the parking lot.

Oh, we could of made the angels sing
Now I can do anything
I can do anything
Oh, we could of made the angels sing
Now I can do anything
I can do anything

Nick held Sara in his arms, not saying a word, as sobs wracked her body. He ran a head through her hair and down her back, trying to calm her down. "Sara, honey, what's wrong?" He kissed the top of her head, and held her tighter as she continued crying.

Some several minutes later, Sara's sobs diminished into slight whimpers and sniffles. Nick continued rocking her back and forth, until she pulled away slightly and sat up, leaning against the Tahoe. She looked down at her now bruising knuckles, and rubbed them gently. She let out a small chuckle, and wiped her tear stained cheeks.

Nick pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "Wanna talk about it?"

"There's nothing to say…"

"Okay, do you wanna tell me why you're beating the shit out of this nice looking Tahoe right here?" He tapped the bumper of the Tahoe as he spoke with his finger.

"I'm just so frustrated."

The time for us
We were always high
I would move beneath your wings
You could make me feel alive
And what we had
It felt so strong
But now I'm here all alone
Tell me, what did I do wrong?

Nick took a deep breath and spoke as calmly as he could; hoping what he had to say wouldn't upset her further. "Sara, will you please let me take care of you? I know you can take care of yourself. Trust me, I know that. But I want to help you. I want to be there for you and for this baby. Our baby. Sara, you have our child growing inside of you. I love you, Sara. Please let me show you that."

Sara looked over and him, and a weak smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Nick-"

"You don't have to say anything. In fact, I don't want you to say anything. Will you let me take you home? Or at least come back inside. Then I can take you home after shift or something. I'll buy you breakfast. We can talk about it later. I just want you to be okay." Nick stood up and held out his hand to Sara. "I'll get you some ice for those iron knuckles of yours, too."

Sara smiled, and took his outstretched hand, pulling herself off the ground, and dusting off her pants. Nick turned to walk back into the building, but he was stopped when Sara grabbed onto his arm. "Nick, wait."

Oh, we could of made the angels sing
Now I can do anything
I can do anything
Oh, we could of made the angels sing
Now I can do anything
I can do anything

"Yeah?"

She slowly walked closer to him, and wrapped her arms around his waist. Nick wrapped his arms around her back. "Thank you," she whispered.

"Don't thank me, Sara. I have done anything to deserve your thanks." Nick pulled away, and dropped his hand down to the small of her back and led her back inside the CSI building.

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TBC

So? What did you think? Nick finally admitted he loves Sara! Yay! Aren't you all SO happy?! Hehe! Sorry It's taking me so long to update this story, but it's not one I want to rush through. Thanks for being patient with me! You guys rock!