I Do Not Own CSI

"What's up with you, Bruno," Marie wondered as the dog quickly ran to the front door, and from what Marie could see he was barking,

"Bruno, enough," she ordered as the front door opened and Gil and Sara stepped through.

"What are you two doing home so soon? Is everything alright, the babies?"

"They're fine, Marie," Sara said as she dropped her purse and walking back to their bedroom.

"Then why are you two not tangled in between the sheets at the cabin?"

"Work." Was all Gil said as he followed Sara back to their room.

"I would have told them to shove it," Marie mumbled as she went back into the kitchen to finish making breakfast, adding more eggs to the stove.

"Sara," Gil said, coming into the room to see Sara somewhat angrily throwing some more clothes into a bag.

"Honey, relax," he said, coming up behind her and taking the shirt out of her hand.

"We're supposed to be on our honeymoon, Gil!"

"Trust me, I know, we're just going to have to have some fun somewhere else. We have had some fun in Boston before."

"Yeah, but when I envisioned our honeymoon I didn't plan on having the team with us."

"Well, how about we only see them at the conference, we don't have to do anything with them if we don't want too. We can hole ourselves in our room the rest of the time, or go play tourist," Gil said, hoping to bring Sara's spirit back up.

"How long do we have to stay in Boston," Sara asked, turning around in Gil's arms so she could lay her head on his chest.

"Three days, but we could arrange to stay longer if you want. Or we could come back and spend the rest of our time here."

"Let's arrange to stay the rest of the time there, so we have four more extra days to us. Maybe the lab will stay away if we're in Boston," Sara mumbled.

"When we get to the airport I'll change the tickets and the hotel arrangements."

"We could go to a baseball game. I think the Red Sox are playing the Cubs."

"See, maybe the whole going to Boston won't be such a bad thing after all," Gil said as he rubbed her back, trailing his hand over to the front of her stomach and rubbing there, not expecting to feel the tiniest flutter.

"Did you feel that," Sara asked with wide eyes.

"Was that," Gil said as he bent down so his eye level was with her stomach, pulling her shirt up and placing his whole hand on her stomach.

"I think so. The doctor said I could feel movement as early as ten weeks with twins," Sara said as the butterfly flutters appeared again.

"Wow," was all Gil said as he placed two feather light kisses on her stomach.

"Gil, Sara, you hungry," Marie asked as she came into the bedroom.

"Oh god, I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt, carry on. I'll just be out here, just please shut the door," she stuttered backing out.

"Mom," Gil said, getting up and signing to her.

"You were not interrupting anything."

"Gil, really, you two are on your honeymoon, I get it, I do," she said as Gil pulled her in the room, not realizing Sara had her hands on her stomach.

"Can you still feel it?"

"Yeah," Sara replied as she took Marie's hand and placed it on her belly.

"We felt the babies move," she signed as Marie looked up to Sara with a smile.

"I didn't feel this until I was in my fourth month."

"Twins are a little different," Sara replied back as the fluttering stopped.

"Guess they're done for today."

"So, why do you have to go to work," Marie asked, the large smile evident on her face

"For a conference, actually; sheriff's orders. I would have told him to shove it except he put Sara's job on the line," Gil signed as they walked into the kitchen.

"He can't do that."

"It looks like he can, but we're going to make the most of Boston. Gil and I are going to play tourist a bit, maybe see a baseball game, and then lock ourselves in our room."

"Just put the sign on the door, you two don't need any more interruptions," she joked.

"The flight leaves in a half hour, where are they," Jim said somewhat irritated.

"They'll be here, Jim, calm down, it's their honeymoon," Catherine chided as she saw the two newlyweds walking towards baggage.

"See, they're right there."

"Thank God"

"So how's the honeymoon," Warrick asked as Sara and Gil came towards the group.

"I'll put our bags through and change the tickets," Gil said, giving her a quick peck and leaving Sara standing with the team who all had smiles plastered to their faces.

"Sooo," Greg said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Sooo, we were having a great time until someone called us here," Sara said, looking at Jim.

"Blame the sheriff, not me."

"Oh trust me, we both do. Gil's planning on giving him an earful when we get back."

"He better not do anything stupid."

"He won't, don't worry, Jim."

"You're changing your tickets," Nick asked.

"Yeah, we figured that we would stay in Boston a few more days. This way the Sheriff is going to have a hard time getting us back if he wants us."

"Smart thinking," Catherine commented.

"Well, you put their two brains together you're bound to get a few brilliant ideas," Jim said as they all left to go through security.

"You ok Sara? You look a little funny," Nick asked as they sat in their seats, forty minutes into the flight.

"I think I'm going to be sick, excuse me," she said, getting up.

"I'll be back," Gil said as the group nodded at him as he followed Sara back to the bathroom.

"Sara, honey, you ok," Gil said, knocking on the door.

"Can I come in?"

"It's open," Sara said from her perch on the bathroom sink with a smile.

"Wanna join the mile high club?"

"Excuse me, that woman that was with you, was she all right," the stewardess asked the group.

"A little sick, morning sickness, her husband is helping her," Jim said reassuring the stewardess

i bet grissom is helping her, lol

what can you do, ya gotta make the most out of a twist in the honeymoon!

Thank you for all the reviews, i am way past 200 and counting, so thank you!

Kaite

PS i thought everyone could use some fluff after last nights eppy. i was pretty much in tears at some points, it was soo sad