A/N - Ok, sorry for the delay, Im a busy mama! Look for Nick's chapter monday!

Reviews are awesome :)

Greg walked down the hall, going over his lab results as he headed for the break room. He rounded a corner and smacked right into a tall blonde that looked incredibly lost.

"I'm sorry! Are you alright?" He asked as he held grabbed her to keep her from toppling over.

"Yeah, sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." She smiled. "I'm actually kind of lost."

"Well, I know this place like the back of my hand, where are you headed?" He asked in a suave voice.

"Dr. Grissom's office? The receptionist told me to go down the hall and I wouldn't miss it."

"Ahh, well I will have to have a talk with Miss Judy." Greg smiled. "Let me walk you to his office."

"Thanks." She smiled and followed as he led her down the hall.

"So, if you don't mind my asking, what brings you to see Grissom?"

"Mr.Ecklie wants me to train with the night sift, but I will be on swing swift eventually."

"Criminalist?" Greg asked tenitively.

"Yeah." She nodded as they stopped outside of Gil's office.

"Well I'm Greg Sanders, former lab rat, current CSI for the night shift."

"Well then I suppose I will see you around then." She smiled, pausing before knocking on the closed door. "Thank you for pointing me in the right direction."

"Any time." Greg nodded, and watched as she went into Grissom's office.

Once he was sure she couldn't see him, Greg turned and sped down the hallway, busting through the break room door. He was relieved to see Nick sitting there with a cup of coffee.

"What the hell Sanders? Fire drill?" Nick laughed.

"Dude! I just met the hottest girl!" Greg grinned as he sat.

"You can't date victims... or family members of victims." Nick reminded him.

"No, No. She's a new CSI, training with us until she goes to swing."

"Dude." Nick cocked his head. "Mr. Pen please stay away from Miss Company ink." Nick shook his head.

"Ok Mr. Kettle..." Greg stared at Nick.

"Mandy and I are married." Nick took a swig of coffee. "Not the same."

"Umm, try exactly the same." Greg leaned over the table. "You've only been married six months, before that you were dating. And you were co-workers."

"Yeah but we were friends for years Greggo, I'm telling you dating a co-worker doesn't always work out for the best."

Greg leaned back in his chair. "Ok, let's see..." He tapped his finger on his chin. "You and Mandy, Gris and Sara, Rick and Cath."

Nick began to feel like he was losing the battle. "Whatever man."

"All I'm saying is we have a good track record for office relationships in this building. AND, if it doesn't work out, she'll be on swing swift."

"What she look like?" Nick raised his eye brows.

"Tall, but not taller than me, blonde hair, green eyes, great legs, had closed toe shoes on though- so ya know - I couldn't see her toes, but she's gorgeous and obviously smart..."

"So way out of your league?" Nick asked with a grin.

"No!" Greg shot back. "Perfect for me." He smiled.

"Well, good luck with that." Nick nodded and laughed as he left the break room.

It was nearing the end of yet another double shift and Greg slammed his locker as he grabbed his bag to leave for the day.

"What's wrong Greg? You have the entire weekend off." Warrick asked as he tied his shoe laces. "Lucky bastard."

"Somebody is mad that he hasn't been able to work a case with Cadence yet." Nick teased.

"Aww, does someone have a little crush on Catie?" Warrick taunted.

"It is not a crush." Greg huffed. "I want to work a case with the hot blonde, is that too much to ask?"

"Want me to put in a good word with Gris?" Warrick asked, grabbing his bag.

"No." Greg shook his head. "No." He huffed as he pushed through the door.

He shook his head as he heard Nick and Warrick laugh behind him. He rushed through the halls and out into lobby, shielding his eyes from the bright Vegas sun as he walked into the parking lot. He tossed his bag into the back seat and was about to get in when he spotted Cadence a few cars over cussing softly as she kicked her car.

"Hey, you need some help?" He called out as he slipped his sunglasses on.

"No." She sighed. "But I need a ride." She smiled. "Car's dead, the shop is sending a tow truck."

"Well I'd be happy to give you a ride M'lady." He smiled. "Hop on into the chariot de Sanders."

She laughed as she walked over. "I really appreciate this."

"No problem." Greg said, hurrying to open the passenger door for her.

"And they say Chivalry is dead." cadence grinned as she slid into the seat.

"Naw, just a lost art form." Greg grinned and walked around the car.

They pulled out of the parking lot and Cadence put her hands over her stomach as it rumbled loudly. She blushed. "Sorry..."

"Hungry?" Greg laughed.

"Yeah, well, Dr. Grissom said I have to learn to eat on the fly, but I have a hard time eating a burger after examining an arm that's been through a meat grinder." She grinned.

"I was the same way when I started." Greg nodded. "Soon you'll be washing your hands to eat your pizza after examining stomach contents for an hour, just like a pro."

"Nasty." She shook her head laughing.

"There is this great diner we all go to sometimes after shift, has great breakfast, you wanna stop?" Greg offered.

"That actually sounds pretty good." Cadence nodded.

There was a bit of silence as they made their way onto the highway, trying to avoid the stop and go traffic of the strip.

"Oh! Put some Rage on!" Cadence said leaning back in her seat.

"Huh?" Greg asked looking over at her.

"Your cds..." She pointed to his visor. "Rage against the machine..."

"Oh!" Greg slid the cd out of the organizer and put it into the cd player. "You like Rage?"

"I love Rage!" She grinned. "Ever see them in concert?"

"Yeah, back in college, it was a great show."

They smiled at each other and sang along as they made their way down the highway.

Greg plopped his keys on the table as they entered his apartment. Cadence stepped him behind him, putting the pet taxi on the floor. Greg smiled as she bent down and opened the door to the carrier, pulling out two little fluffs of fur.

"God Greg, they are so cute!" She gushed as she put the kittens down to explore their new surroundings.

They had spent the day together at a local park, and on a whim decided to stop at a local animal rescue they passed on the way to lunch. Greg watched as Cadence melted, watching two tiny kittens playing in a small cage. He would never forget the look on her face when he told her he was going to adopt them.

"They are super cute!" He grinned as the two little puffs made their way into the kitchen.

"What are you going to name them?" Cadence asked, pulling out the supplies they had bought for the new additions.

"I don't know... what do you think?"

"I think you should call the orange one Conan." She smiled. "You know for his hair..."

"Conan it is then." Greg smiled.

"And what about the other one?" She asked as she eyed up the tiny grey tabby.

Greg thought for a minute. "I think I'll call him Cadium."

"Cadium?" She raised her eye brows.

"Yup. Cadium."

"I'm not even gonna ask." Cadence shook her head as she stood up.

"Probably smart." Greg grinned as he reached over and pulled her into him.

"I'm gonna hate leaving them..." Cadence pouted as she watched he kittens pounce at a string hanging from a towel on the stove.

"So don't." Greg smiled.

"Well, I won't be leaving them tonight." She reached up for a quick kiss. "But my apartment will seem so empty with no little ones."

"So, live here." Greg said.

"What?" Cadence pulled back and looked at him.

"C'mon, you hate your apartment, you're always over here with your butt hanging out of the fridge, and I've already forfeited half my closet to your stuff... Just move the rest in here."

Cadence thought for a moment, he had a point, over the last nine months they'd bonded quickly, spending any moment they could together.

"Ok... yeah... let's do it." She nodded.

"Oooh, someone is gonna be shacking up with her boyfriend..." Greg said in a taunting voice.

"Well we could cure that with a quick trip to see Elvis..." She teased back.

Greg stopped and looked at her like she had two heads.

"I was kidding Greg." She shook her head. "I wasn't serious about getting married."

A sly smile came over Greg's face. "That's too bad." He grinned. "I know this great little chapel with a hell of an Elvis impersonator."

"I wouldn't want to actually get married by Elvis." She shook her head.

"Ok, then there is a cute little chapel near downtown, looks normal and all..."

Cadence studied Greg's face. "Wait... You're serious!" She gasped.

Greg reached over and grabbed her hand. "Let's do it."

Her head was spinning. This was crazy. Getting married on a whim was something she never saw herself doing, that was reserved for tourists and teenagers trying to piss of their parents.

"You know what?" She smiled. "Yeah. Let's do it."

Before she had time to have second thoughts Greg had set up the supplies for the kittens and they had showered and changed, and now they were giggling as they headed for a tiny chapel tucked away beneath neon lights. She smoothed the marriage license in her lap, still not quite believing what she was doing, it was impulsive, it was insane... it was just so... them.

She smiled to herself as they pulled into the parking lot.

Cadence leaned against the silver slab, trying to listen to Hodges tell them about the stomach contents of a homicide victim. Hodges held up a beaker for everyone to see and she felt her dinner rumble in her stomach.

Catherine gave her a strange from across the table and nudged Warrick. He looked up at Cadence's pale face and made a move to join her on the other side of the table.

"You all right Catie?" He asked as he rubbed her back sympathetically.

"Yeah..." She lied. "I'm sorry Hodges, what were you saying?"

"I said, it appears our victim was also a cannibal." He held up the beaker. "That's part of a human liver."

Cadence stepped back as she felt her stomach lurch. She felt herself get dizzy and she bent over, spilling her dinner onto the floor of the lab.

Hodges bent over to look over the table and raised his eyebrows. "Sesame chicken and friend rice?"

"Shut it Dave." Catherine hissed as she helped her upright. "C'mon, let's go get some cold water on your face."

Catherine steadied Catherine as they walked into the bathroom. Cadence ran the water cold and splashed her face.

"You ok?" Catherine asked.

"Yeah, I think I might be coming down with something, I've had bouts of nausea all week."

Catherine raised her eye brows. "Well Mrs. Sanders, are you pregnant?"

Cadence looked up. "No way... I mean...well...maybe..."

"Well..." Catherine was counting on her fingers. "That would make it a honeymoon baby."

"Oh god." Cadence shook her head. "Maybe it isn't though... maybe I'm just sick."

"Yeah, I was convinced I was sick, even after the doc told me I was pregnant with Lindsay."

"Shit." Cadence shook her head.

"Hey, we're off in half an hour, let's run to the drug store and you come to my house for breakfast and a pregnancy test." Catherine smiled. "Then if it's negative, you don't have to say anything to Greg..."

"Sounds like a plan." Cadence smiled and steadied herself as they walked out the door.

Catherine placed the plate of eggs in front of Cadence and smiled. "You need to eat; you're eating for two now you know..."

Cadence gave a small smile and bit into a piece of bacon.

"Don't worry about telling Greg, he'll be fine with it... I can actually see him being excited about this." Catherine smiled softly.

"I know... he'll be very excited." Cadence nodded. "I'm not exactly sure how I feel about all this yet."

"Understandable." Catherine nodded.

"I mean I just graduated college two years ago, this is like my first real job. Greg and I both have crazy hours..."

"You'll find a way." Catherine assured her. "Maybe swing shift will be stealing you back from us..."

Cadence smiled and nodded as she started in on her eggs.

Cadence pulled into the parking lot and sighed as she grabbed the bag beside her. It had been Greg's night off, but she knew he would be up waiting for her, so they could go to bed together.

She made her way into the building and found herself getting butterflies as the elevator doors opened to her floor. She sighed as she unlocked door and walked in to find Greg sleeping haphazardly on the couch in his boxers. She grinned as she grabbed the digital camera from her purse and snapped a picture.

Greg stirred at the flash and smiled. "That's not nice."

"Yeah well, I never know when I will need to blackmail you."

Greg got up and greeted his wife with a kiss. "What's in the bag?"

"It's a present for you."

"Ohh! I love presents." Greg laughed as he took the bag. He pulled out the card and read it out loud.

"See you in eight months." He looked confused as he pulled the pregnancy test from the bag.

Cadence bit her lip, trying to get some sort of read on what was going through Greg's head.

"Greg?"

"You're pregnant?" He asked, she nodded. "We're pregnant!!" She shouted as he ran around the room, his hands in the air. He stopped and pulled her in for a kiss.

"Oh, and we're not naming the baby Olaf if it's a boy." Cadence grinned as Greg pouted.