Author's Note: Thanks again to everybody who reviewed! I love you all! So, this is a very good thing. There are horny plot bunnies on steroids running around in my head reproducing like mad! It's great!

To Heartagram LaLa: I'm finally going to use your line about Christmas and birthdays!

To all who wish they knew what was in the pancakes, I simply can't tell you…I'd be taken to slaughter if my parents found out! (Fifty reviews by the end of this chapter combined for the whole story, not just this chapter although 50 reviews on this chapter alone would be really nice :P and I might be enticed to tell you one ingredient per chapter… But definitely not the amounts. That's for you guys to figure out :P)

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: (Last time it was in Russian, which I can actually read. Can read, but can't understand. Don't even ask.) Jeg ikke eier, jeg ikke skapte, jeg vil ha George desperat. (A little tribute to Greg "funtain water" – haha)

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Driving into work together, Nick realized that there were still a few people who didn't know that they were engaged. Namely, his best friend Warrick. Nick could slap himself for not telling him (he actually did a few times), but honestly, he just forgot. The lovebirds had been so focussed on each other that they hadn't really told anyone who hadn't asked. Mentally running through everyone at the lab, he realized they still had to tell Sofia, Hodges, Doc Robbins, David, and…Ecklie, in addition to Warrick. He grimaced. He was not looking forward to getting another "for the good of the lab" speeches from Ecklie.

Sara, noticed the look on his face, said, "Penny for your thoughts."

Jolted out of his thoughts, he turned to her and said, "I was just thinking about all the people we haven't told yet."

"Like who?" she said, wanting to make sure he was talking about work and not his family.

"Like Sofia, Hodges, Doc, David…" he trailed off.

"Ecklie."

"Yeah." He sighed. "Ecklie."

"What about your family?" she asked.

"Well, here's the thing. I'm not exactly sure how to tell them that I got engaged without them even meeting you," he said with a look on his face that showed he was thinking hard. "I mean, the only time they've even seen you was last May, when I was kidnapped. I'm just not really sure what the best way is to go about telling them, that's all."

Giggling, Sara replied, "Well, it's a little late for asking them before proposing."

"You don't say?" he said sarcastically.

"So…do you want me to meet them?" she supplied.

"Would you?" he asked, as the words just barely left her mouth.

Smirking, she said, "Eager, are we?"

He gave her a look that plainly said Of course I'm eager.

"Tell me about your parents," she commanded.

"Well, my mom's a public defender. My dad used to be state DA, but he was appointed to the bench a few years ago. What else do you want to know?" he asked.

"Okay, that's what they do. What are they like?" she pressed.

He exhaled sharply, laughing dryly. "My dad's…" –he searched for the right word- "…strong-willed. He had a good idea of how children were supposed to be raised, and he made sure that's the way we turned out."

"How did he think kids should be raised?" she asked.

"He thought children should be seen and not heard. Speak only when spoken to. Obey your parents. Little boys don't cry, that type of thing." He swallowed hard.

"Oh," she said, voice barely above a whisper. Trying to change the subject, she said, "How about your mom?"

He smiled a bit, as though a pleasant memory had just passed through his mind. "My mom's great. She's the most amazing multi-tasker I've ever met."

"Well, you'd have to be with seven children," she responded.

"Mmmm, not necessarily. I think you'd be surprised. See, not only do I have a huge family, but my mom and dad both have huge families too. My mom's…" –he stopped to think for a second– "second sister, I think, is the worst multi-tasker in the world. If she tried to paint her toenails and talk on the phone at the same time, she'd probably end up with a pink phone. Of course, that would assume that she could even find time to talk on the phone. She has six kids."

"Just how many cousins do you have, Nick?" she asked, awaiting an insane answer.

He laughed. "I think about seventy-some, but I'm not entirely sure." Seeing her jaw drop, he added, "I have thirty-four nieces and nephews and another one on the way." Now Nick didn't think he'd ever seen anyone's eyes so wide, and it made him laugh. He couldn't resist one last jab. "Christmas and birthdays wreak havoc on the wallet."

"I bet!" she agreed. "How do you manage that on our pay?"

"I don't, actually. We all rotate families each year. So one year, Ethan, my brother, will buy for my sister, Michele's family. Michele buys for Stephanie, Stephanie buys for Flora, Flora buys for me, you know how it works. The next year we all switch."

"I don't know how it works, not really. How on earth do you figure out who buys for whom?" she asked.

"Actually, we draw straws. Shortest straw gets largest family. Longest straw gets, well…me."

This caused a laugh from Sara. "You'll definitely have to tell me more later," she said. "We're here."

"Duh. I'm driving. I know we're here," he answered, stating the obvious.

"Time to break the news," she said, even though they both knew that that was all that was on their minds.

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"Alright, kiddies, gather round," Nick said in a rather circus-like voice. Sara was standing beside him. Everybody, including Catherine, Grissom, Greg, and even Mia, was there. Warrick, Sofia, and Hodges were all there too. "We have something we need to tell you." Reaching for her left hand, intertwining her fingers with his, they raised their hands together to display the ring on Sara's finger.

The quiet whispers that had been going on quickly stopped, and eventually, Warrick squeaked out, "You didn't."

Nodding, Nick said, "I did."

"You did not."

"Uh, yeah, I did."

To Sara, he asked, "He didn't?"

Much to everyone's amusement, she answered, "He did."

Now to everyone's surprise, he finally said something different. "Well, it's about time someone got engaged around here!" Sara and Nick both noticed with amusement how that comment was directed more to Catherine than to them, and she noticed it too.

"After shift, we're all going out for drinks. That means you too, Grissom," Catherine said. "I'm buying!"

"Well, then, you can definitely count on us being there," Nick said, pulling Sara tighter to him by the hip.

Greg just watched in envy as they kissed.

Grissom cleared his throat. "Assignments, people."

Nick and Sara joined the others, who were already sitting.

This time, Grissom gave them different assignments.

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Author's Note: I actually have a mountain of cousins, but nowhere near the amount I gave Nick. I love huge families. I wish I had a bigger one. As if twenty-seven on one side alone isn't enough…

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