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"Hey, you with me over there?" Catherine and Sara had been sitting in the layout room for over an hour now, going through the evidence from Catherine's 419 from the previous night's shift. The dead body of young man had been found in the dumpster outside of a convenience store. He'd been shot twice; once in the abdomen, and once in the leg. Neither shot were fatal. Catherine was still waiting on word from Doctor Robbins on cause of death. The only thing they found with the body was the clothes on his back. No wallet. No ID. Nothing.

Sara had been staring out into the hallway, watching lab techs walk by. She slowly turned to face Catherine, who had a worried expression on her face. "Sorry," she whispered, before going back to work on more pieces of garbage. They had brought in all of the garbage from the dumpster and were picking through one bag at a time. Sara was surprised that she hadn't gotten sick yet.

Catherine placed her tweezers on the table and stood up. "Let's go get some coffee."

"Cath, we can't leave the evidence out here un-attended. And besides, I can't have caffeine."

"I'll lock the door and you can have some juice or something," Catherine countered.

Sara sighed and stood up. "Fine, but I want to be back here in less than ten minutes."

"No problem," Catherine agreed as she locked the door and followed Sara down to the break room.

Sara grabbed a bottle of orange juice out of the refrigerator in the break room, while Catherine poured herself a cup of coffee. They both sat down at the table in the middle of the room and reached for the newspapers that were laid out before them.

"Sara," Catherine started. "Do you wanna talk about what happened earlier?"

Sara placed her newspaper back on the table and looked up. "I don't know what to say."

"You could start with explaining why you are not the future Mrs. Nicholas Stokes right now," Catherine suggested with a hint of a smile on her lips.

Sara glanced back down at her bottle of juice. "I don't know, Catherine."

The smile quickly faded from Catherine's face. "Can I tell you a secret?"

Sara nodded without looking up.

"When I finally said 'yes' to Eddie, it was after he'd asked me to marry him three times. The first time... It just wasn't right. We were in the middle of a crowded bar. It was loud. I mean I had to have him repeat himself, because I didn't hear him the first time." Catherine paused to make sure Sara was listening to her. When she looked up, Catherine continued. "The second time was a few months before Lindsey was conceived. It was right after a fight. I was too mad at him to say 'yes', even though I was so in love with him."

When Catherine paused again, Sara decided to speak up. "And what about the third time? The time when you finally said 'yes'?"

Catherine smiled. "It was just after Lindsey was born. We were still in the hospital. He came into my room with a dozen roses from the gift shop, and proposed right then and there. What can I say? The third time was a charm."

"Wow," Sara breathed. "I didn't know you had Lindsey before you got married."

"Not many people do, Sara."

After a few moments of silence, Sara looked down at her abdomen and smiled. "I never expected this."

"How could you?"

"I never really wanted kids. I always thought I'd be a horrible mother."

Catherine placed her hand over Sara's. "You're doing an excellent job so far, though."

Sara smiled. "Not really. I shouldn't even be working."

"You're fine, Sara. Relax."

Sara massaged her temples with her palms and took a deep breath. "I'm scared."

"Of what?"

"I'm scared that Nick's going leave. I'm scared that the only reason he's with me is because I'm pregnant. I'm scared that whenever he's with me he's wishing he was with someone else. I don't want to be his ball and chain." By the time Sara was done speaking, there were tears streaming down her face. She quickly wiped them away with the backs of her hands.

"Sara," Catherine began. "Nick loves you. He loves your baby. You have to trust him, and believe him. This is Nick we're talking about."

"I know. He always wants to do the right thing," Sara said. "Even if he's not happy."

"Can't you see that he IS happy, Sara? He's happier than he has been in a long time."

Sara leaned back in her chair and took another deep breath. "We should get back to work."

"Okay." Catherine drank the last of her coffee and placed her cup in the sink. "Let's go."

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"Why'd she say 'no'?" Nick asked as he and Warrick ate their dinner at the diner down the street from the lab.

"First of all," Warrick began. "She didn't say 'no'. She said 'I can't'. That doesn't mean no. Maybe it was just bad timing."

Nick slammed his fork down. "None of this was good timing, Warrick! Do you think I planned on this? Do you think I planned on becoming a father? Do you think I planned on falling in love with Sara? Because I didn't!"

"Nick, man, calm down," Warrick said gently. "We all know that neither of you planned on this, but it happened, okay? Sara's scared. She's going to have a baby in a little less than two months. I really believe she was just scared. You caught her off guard. And you know Sara's a private person. Maybe she just choked up, because everyone was watching."

"She said she'd talk to me when she got home from work. You know, I don't even want her working. After the accident last year… I wish she'd just stop."

Warrick chuckled. "Nick, today is her last day."

Nick sighed. "I know."

"You guys are going to be fine."

"Are we?" Nick asked.

Warrick nodded.

"How do you know?"

"Trust me, okay? I just have a feeling about things. And I know now that this was meant to happen. You two were meant to be together. And you're going to be together, happily ever after."

"I don't know," Nick whispered, pushing his plate of half eaten pork chops away from him.

"Come on, let's get out of here. You need some sleep. By the time you wake up in the morning, Sara will be home from work." Warrick waved over the waiter to get the check.

"Yeah, I do need sleep."

Warrick laughed as they paid the check, and got up to leave.

"Thanks, Warrick," Nick said when they got outside to their Tahoe's.

"No prob, man. Go home and sleep. I'll see you tomorrow night."

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