COLLIDE

A Sandle-Fic… I shall say no more… Characters are NOT mine and never will be…. Again, sorry for the lack of updating. And I'm outta lyrics to use So I'm just gonan use the same verse over and over til this si finished, which wont be for a few more chapters.

You finally find

You and I collide

"Greg," Sara whispered, gently shaking him awake. He was asleep on the couch; Dakota curled up on his chest. "Wake up, sleepyhead."

He blinked, yawning as he set the puppy on the floor. Dakota looked rather insulted as he walked off toward his dog bed. "What's up?" he asked, sitting up.

She smiled. "Warrick called. He said we can go back now. They have a slam dunk case against Hank." She explained.

A week had passed since Valentine's Day. When Warrick had called saying they'd caught Hank.

"How much do you think the guys'll flip out when they find out you're pregnant?" he asked.

She smiled. "Nick and Warrick will probably attempt to kill you."

He flinched. "I was afraid of that…"

Dakota had wandered back over, sitting beside Sara now. "When are we leaving?" Greg asked.

"Tomorrow night. The flights at five p.m." she said.

"Well then," he replied. "We should probably get packing."

The next day came all too soon for them. They had packed up their stuff, gotten a carrier for Dakota for the plane ride, and stopped at the high school and the day-care explaining that they'd be leaving today.

It was four thirty and they were sitting at the airport waiting for their flight to start boarding. "I'm gonna miss this place." Greg said, breaking the silence.

"Me too." She replied, leaning against him. "I was thinking. Maybe we should wait until after the baby's born to get married."

"Oh?" he asked.

She nodded. "You know Catherine's gonna drag me all over town until we pick out every little detail, which will take months to organize. And by then, I'm gonna look like a blimp." She reminded him.

He smiled, resting a hand on her stomach which was just slightly poking out. "You'll be a very cute blimp." He replied.

She grinned, sticking her tongue out at him before leaning against his shoulder again. "When we get back to Vegas. We're getting our bags. Getting Romeo and Juliet from Warrick. Going back to your place and going to sleep. I despise jet lag…" she said. The announcement that the plane was now boarding was made and they headed toward the terminal.

Several hours later Greg and Sara were back in Vegas, sitting in the back of Warrick's SUV with Dakota sitting on Greg's lap. "So, how was your vacation?" he asked, looking at them in the rear view mirror.

"Cold. I think it snowed like every three days." Sara replied, "Other than that it was fun."

Warrick laughed. "When's the wedding?" he asked grinning.

They were silent for a moment, having come to an agreement on the plane that they were going to hold off on that. "Oh… not for a few months…"

"Why the wait?" he asked.

Greg wasn't expecting the game of twenty questions so soon. "Ugh… no reason, really. How did Romeo and Juliet make out? I know the Feds kinda dumped them on you." He asked, changing the subject.

"I'd say they made out okay… Though I have the scratch marks t prove otherwise…" he replied, noting Greg's abrupt change of subject. "You guys mind if we stop at the lab first? I told the others I'd bring you by before I let you go home and sleep off your jet lag."

After a brief groan of protest they agreed and Warrick skipped the turn that led to Greg's apartment building.

A few moments later they arrived at the lab, Greg and Sara climbing out of the backseat, Dakota in Sara's arms.

Warrick grinned to himself, knowing what awaited them in the break room.

A chorus of 'Surprise!' echoed through the lab as they stepped into the break room, the entire night shift, techs and detectives included stood in the room.

Both Sara and Greg had known this would greet their arrival. Dakota yipped excitedly, squirming in Sara's arms. "Didn't see that coming…" Greg said sarcastically.

They were immediately tackled with hugs and 'Welcome back!' 's from everyone and pulled away from each other, Sara, with Dakota still squirming, with the girls, and Greg with the guys.

After explaining in vast detail how Greg proposed to her- apparently the entire lab knew about it now- and recapping the past few months events –for the most part- Greg and Sara finally managed to find Warrick so they could go back home and sleep for the rest of the day.

"Alright, alright." Warrick finally gave in after a bit of begging. "One minute." He spotted Catherine a few feet away and informed her of this.

Not two minutes later did everyone find a drink in their hands as Catherine rambled on about how good it was to have them back at the lab; apparently the lab had become rather backlogged with two C.S.I.'s on a three month long vacation.

Catherine's speech lasted a few moments before a toast was proposed and the clinking of glasses was heard. Sara glared as she set her glass down, still untouched. "Stupid champagne…" she mumbled.

"Sara?" Warrick asked noticing this.

Okay… another evil place to stop. Will they find out? Won't they? Well… I'm not sure yet… so review and you'll find out!