Author's Note: Okay, this chapter will be the doctor's appointment, and maybe a little bit of fluff or something, and then I'm going to skip ahead about two months in the next chapter. Thanks so much to everyone who's reading and reviewing.
To MollyMKS: I'm going on the assumption that it wasn't a bad decomp. I think they're really cute too. Thanks for reviewing!
To Allie: I'm glad you're not getting bored with the alternation between fluff and angst. It's mostly fluff from here on out, with a slight blip in the middle. Guys can be so oblivious. I find it so amusing that they don't seem to understand that you just don't talk about "girl stuff" unless they bring it up first. Thanks for the review.
To CSI-wanna-be23: Baby news doesn't come this chapter, but it does come next chapter. I'm doing something that I've never read before (it might exist, I just haven't read it). Canada rocks! Thank you for your review.
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Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Do you see my name in the credits anywhere? Anywhere at all? No. Sad but true.
Doctor's Office
"Sara Stokes?" the receptionist called. "Dr. Holmes will see you now."
Sara stood up and followed her into the examination room. Nick hadn't been able to get any time off work, so she was there alone today. Grissom had promised that they could both go next time.
Like last time, she handed her a gown and directed her to change into it while she waited for the doctor.
Sara quickly stripped and replaced her own clothes with the gown.
"Are you decent?" Dr. Holmes asked in a few minutes from the other side of the door.
"Yes," Sara called back, still not quite understanding why it mattered, and the friendly blonde entered.
Flipping through Sara's charts, she said, "I see that you've changed your name. Did you get married?"
Sara held up her hand, displaying the sparkling ring. Dr. Holmes smiled. "Congratulations."
"Thank you."
"So, you think you're pregnant again?"
"Yeah. Nick and I have been trying for the last two weeks, and I took a test and it was positive. Actually, I took four tests, and one of them was negative, but I have two more at home. It's just that I couldn't really pee anymore," Sara said sheepishly.
The doctor laughed. "Okay, well, just lie back and I'm going to examine you." Sara obeyed.
When she was finished, she removed her gloves and leaned back in her chair as she wrote something on the clipboard.
"You're pregnant," she said happily, confirming Sara's suspicions.
Sara was overjoyed, but at the same time, memories of her last pregnancy overwhelmed her. "What are my chances of miscarriage, now that I've already had one?" she asked.
"They're no different than before," she answered. "Most women who suffer miscarriages will only suffer one in their life."
"Okay," Sara said, still somewhat apprehensive.
"I'm just going to take a blood test so I can see that your hormone levels are normal, okay?"
"Sure," Sara said, as the doctor prepared a syringe.
When she was finished, she said, "As always, Sara, if you have any questions, feel free to call me at any time."
"Thank you," Sara replied, genuinely grateful.
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Sara came to the lab late. She'd promised to come work the last six hours of shift after her appointment.
During break, she hauled Nick off to a private corner of the lab, where he anxiously awaited the doctor's news.
"It's official," she said. "I'm pregnant."
The way his eyes lit up was so precious, and he kissed her on the cheek and wrapped his arms around her. When he opened his eyes, he saw Greg standing there with his jaw practically on the floor and his eyes so wide they looked like they were going to split.
"Again!" he squeaked.
Once again, Sara was disappointed to have someone else know sooner than she wanted, but better Greg than Ecklie. "Not a word, Greg," she warned, "or I will make you permanently female."
At home, Sara and Nick were eating dinner when the phone rang. Nick answered. "Hello?" He listened for a minute and held it out to Sara. "It's for you," he said.
She took the phone from him, wondering who would be calling her.
"Hello, Sara speaking."
"Sara? This is Dr. Holmes. I wanted to let you know something. I just got the blood work back that I took from you earlier, and there is an extremely high level of the pregnancy hormone, hCG. So, I have to ask you, do twins run in your or your husband's family?"
Sara almost dropped the phone. "Yes, they do."
"Well, I think you may be carrying more than one baby. The levels are so high I might even guess triplets."
Sara spat out the drink she had been taking. "Are you serious?"
"Yes, I am. I won't be able to know for sure until I can perform an ultrasound in a few months, but that's what I'm guessing."
Sara stuttered out, "Well, okay, thank you. When can I have an ultrasound?"
"Well, you've been pregnant for a week from what I can tell, so I'd recommend a scan in six weeks or so."
"Can I make an appointment now?" she asked.
"Certainly. I have an opening on May 31st at nine o'clock, if you can make it. That's the right time frame," she explained.
"Can you pencil me in? I have to check with my boss first."
"Sure, I'll do that. And by the way, congratulations," she said honestly.
"Thank you," Sara replied, and hung up the phone with a beep.
"What was that about?" Nick asked.
She stammered, "I-I think we might be having triplets," upon which Nick promptly fainted.
Author's Note: I told you I wasn't doing twins…I never said anything about triplets!