I Do Not Own CSI

"You all ready to go," Sara asked as Catherine opened her front door.

"All set. Lindsay, zip up your jacket, honey."

"Time to bear the malls. Did I ever tell you that Christmas shopping is shopping that I actually don't like," Catherine stated as she buckled Lindsay into the back seat.

"That makes two of us, but hopefully we can get a bunch done today. That way we only have to come out one or two times more."

"I want a new Barbie for Christmas. I put it on my letter to Santa," Lindsay said from the back seat.

"You did? Well, you've been a very good girl this year so I'm sure you'll get your new Barbie," Sara said as Catherine moved uncomfortably in her seat.

"You ok?"

"Braxton Hicks."

"Ah, don't you just love those?"

"They're freaking Warrick out. I think he thinks I'm just going to have the baby like you did with no time to get to the hospital."

"Can you blame him?"

"No, I just need him to relax a bit."

"It's just the first time father jitters, Gil was the same way. Hopefully he'll get over it quickly after the baby is born. Hey, did you find out if it's a girl or a boy?"

"We were going to but every time the doctor has checked, the baby is mooning the camera. I'm not sure if that's a sign of things to come," Catherine said as Sara parked the car.

"It could turn out to be a jokester, attention grabber, that's not always a bad thing."

"True. So, where to first?"

"The toy store," Lindsay said.

"Might as well, you can start picking out some things you like so Santa and Mommy know what to get you for Christmas."

By the time Sara, Catherine and Lindsay had made the rounds in the mall, they were all a little grumpy and very tired.

"Want something to eat," Sara asked.

"I could go for a drink. Lindsay, you want something to eat?"

"Can I have ice cream?"

"Sure honey. Sara, would you mind getting it for Lindsay, my back is killing me and so are my feet."

"I guess, as long as you watch my bags."

"Deal," Catherine agreed as Sara took Lindsay's hand as they went to stand in line for ice cream.

"What kind do you want, Lindsay?"

"Crunchy, Chocolate Chip, that's my favourite."

"Mine, too. Should we get a double scoop?"

"Really?"

"Why not, I think we deserve it, don't you? We did a lot of work today."

"Two double scoops of Crunchy, Chocolate Chip, please," Sara asked.

"Oh god," Catherine moaned out, clutching her stomach.

"I don't think that was a Braxton Hicks contraction," Catherine said, searching for Sara and Lindsay in the crowd and not finding them.

"Owww, owww, oh god, contraction," Catherine said a few minutes later, finally spotting Sara and Lindsay in the crowd.

"Mother of -!"

"Catherine, are you ok?"

"We have to get to the hospital, not Braxton Hicks. It's too soon! I'm not due for another seven weeks."

"Can you walk?"

"Yeah. Ok, Lindsay, honey, I need you to help me carry some bags. You're mommy is going to need some help walking to the car."

"Are you ok, Mommy?"

"The baby is just acting up, honey. We just have to see the doctor to make Mommy all better," Catherine said as Sara helped her stand. Sara had her left hand full of bags, holding onto Lindsay's hand through the holes in them as Catherine leaned on Sara.

"Thankfully we parked close."

"Ok Cath, take it easy. Lindsay, can you get into the back, honey," Sara asked softly.

"Oh no!"

"What?"

"My water, it broke. Sara, it's too soon!"

"Only seven weeks, Cath, the baby will be ok."

"Mommy?"

"I'm ok, honey," Catherine said as Sara helped buckle her in.

"Lindsay, here's my cell phone. Can you do me a favour and call Warrick for me," Sara asked as she got into the driver's seat.

"Hold on, Cath, I'll get you to the hospital."

"Hurry, please hurry."

"Warrick," Lindsay said.

"Mommy needs help. I don't know what's wrong. Aunt Sara's taking us to the hospital to get Mommy medicine.

"Aunt Sara, Warrick wants to talk to you," Lindsay said, holding the phone out for Sara to take.

"Sara, what's going on," Warrick asked panicked.

"Catherine's water broke. We're on our way to the ER. We're almost there, meet us. I have to go, Warrick. I have to focus on driving."

"Hand me over to Catherine."

"Cath, here's Rick."

"Warrick?"

"Catherine, what happened?"

"Turns out it wasn't Braxton Hicks. It's too soon. Oh shit!"

"Cath?"

"Contraction. Sara, drive faster."

"Almost there, Cath, just around the corner."

"Get here fast, Warrick. You're going to be a dad soon."

One minute later Sara was squealing into the ER.

"Help, I need help," Sara shouted.

"Are you ok, ma'am," the doctor asked.

"I'm fine, my friend's in labour. She's seven weeks early and her water broke," Sara replied as another doctor came out with a wheelchair both helping Catherine out of the car.

"Mommy!"

"Stay with Aunt Sara, honey. I'll be ok."

"I'll be right in Cath, ok, right behind you. I just have to park the car."

"Mmmmmhmmmm"

"Is Mommy really ok?"

"She's ok, honey. You're going to be a big sister really, really soon. Your mommy is going to have the baby."

TBC

One baby is coming!

Thanks for all those reviews, there all wonderful! I double posting today so everyone can get there reading done before they have there own Christmas's so please leave a review for each chapter!

Also, i can post tommrrow, let me know if your going to be able to read the story, becuase i can just post more on the 26th

Merry Christmas

Katie