Hawaii was glorious. The sunsets on the beach, surfing in the ocean, the candlelit dinners, the midnight strolls and the days they just didn't leave their hotel room. It really was wonderful; so wonderful that neither of them wanted to return to Vegas.

"I mean it's not that I don't miss the guys, or even work for that matter – 'cause you know I love my job, it's just I never want to leave this place!" She sighed into her husband's chest as they lay in bed together on the last night of their honeymoon.

"I know exactly what you mean." He said softly, lazily stroking her arm with his fingertips. "But what would we do here? How would we make a living?" He engaged her, he loved their pillow talk.

"We can live in a hut on the beach. You can fish and I'll teach tourists how to surf. We can raise our children by the ocean, it would be amazing. And I mean the guys could visit us!" She dreamily told him of their futures in Hawaii.

"And in 3 weeks when you get bored of the beach, fed up with the sand and you get that itching to put a bad guy in prison? Then what will we do?" He smirked at her. She was quiet for a moment as she considered what he said.

"I guess...you have a point. I do like putting those bad guys in prison. I mean I can't let Cath have all the fun. And I'd like to be there to see her and Warrick's baby being born and growing up and you know watch the general hilarity of those two raising a kid." She mused then raised her head to look him in the eye.

"Yes I think you're right!" She nodded. "We should go home! Besides we still have like a week's vacation left when we get back and I do find the sand irritating. Let's go home!" She smiled even though her momentary dream had just ended.

"Oh, the kids will be so disappointed." He laughed and she did too. Not much more conversation passed between them before they drifted off to sleep.

-

On their first day back the Grissoms went into the lab a little earlier than usual, even earlier than they usually did. They wanted to be there waiting for the rest of the team, it had been two and a half weeks since they left for their honeymoon and they were missing their friends.

"Hey look it's the Grissoms!" Greg cried excitedly from the doorway before running into to give tight hugs to both of them.

"Hey! Welcome back guys! How was the honeymoon?" Nick's familiar Texan accent was like music to their ears as he sat down at the table beside them.

"Amazing!" Smiled Grissom.

"Unbelievably amazing!" Elaborated Sara.

"Well it's nice to see that the honeymoon may be over but the honeymoon period still seems to be alive." Catherine chimed in as she entered the break room with Warrick following behind her.

"It's great to see you again Cath!" Sara smiled at her, disregarding the teasing reference to the fact the she and Gil had been holding hands when she entered the room.

"So how was it?" Asked Warrick.

"Amazing!" Nick teased.

"Unbelievably amazing!" Greg completed the double act and the pair fell about laughing, choosing to ignore the glare they were getting from the newlyweds.

"So what'd you bring me back?" Greg asked, sounding very much like a greedy impatient child. His inquiry earned him a slap across the head from Catherine's hand.

"That's so rude Greg!" She chastised him. "You know I get my presents first!" She smiled at the young CSI who was rubbing his head where she had slapped him. Sara rolled her eyes at them.

"Yes, yes we have presents for all!" She smiled, producing two bulging plastic bags and handing out individually wrapped presents to everyone.

"Hey how come Catherine gets two?" Greg cried in outrage before he had even looked at his own present.

"Uhh...because she counts as two people now!" Sara sighed and rolled her eyes at him. Catherine's pregnancy had been revealed to the team while Sara and Grissom were gone when she fainted at a crime scene and the doctor took it upon himself to notify everyone of her "condition" She had filled them in on the phone so they wouldn't feel left out.

Everyone opened their presents, a seashell necklace for Greg, t-shirts for Nick and Rick, a photo frame decorated with seashells for Catherine and a tiny t-shirt that says "Someone who loves me brought me this from Hawaii" for her unborn baby. After a lot of thank you's and hugs the time unfortunately arrived for them to get to work. A few long shifts into the week and Sara and Grissom felt like they'd never been away.

"My God Greg what the hell is that you are eating?" Sara gagged at the smell of Greg's lunch.

"It's a tuna fish sandwich!" Greg felt incredibly confused. "I eat them all the time!"

"Oh tuna give me some!" Catherine purred beside him snatching the other half of his sandwich.

"You don't like tuna Cath!" Warrick's brow furrowed as he looked at his partner.

"I do now!" Catherine said with her mouth full of tuna. "And it's all your fault." She narrowed her eyes at him and held her belly.

"Sorry Greg but your sandwich stinks!" Sara coughed getting up and moving to the seat furthest away from Greg.

"Jeez what's up with you? You never used to get so offended by my lunch." Greg felt slightly hurt by her moving.

"Are you ok Sara?" Catherine asked.

"Yeah I'm fine I just feel a bit nauseous that's all. That plane food really didn't agree with me." She shook her head.

"Uhh...honey, you didn't eat on the plane." Grissom looked at her in confusion.

"Well no, I didn't. But I smelt the food...that was bad enough." She gagged at the thought.

"Okay, but we've been home for almost 2 weeks now!" Grissom blinked trying to understand his wife's strange logic. He never got a reply from her though because half way through his sentence she had jumped up and ran out of the room. Everyone looked around at each other all of them wondering what the hell was going on with Sara.

-

"Sara?" Grissom called from the hallway of their home.

"Upstairs. In the bathroom." She shouted back at him. Hanging up his jacket and leaving his shoes by the door he made his way up to find her.

"What's going on honey?" He asked, his voice was full of concern, he hadn't seen her since the start of their shift when she ran out of the break room. When he enter the bathroom he saw her sitting on the lid of the toilet seat holding something in her hands.

"Are you alright?" He knelt down in front of her and brought his hand up to cup her face.

"Yeah I'm fine." She half smiled. "I'm not entirely sure how you are going to be by the end of this conversation though." She sighed. She knew she had nothing to worry about, he wasn't going to run away or get mad at her, she was just afraid of the shock giving him a heart attack or something.

"What?" His eyebrows drew together in confusion. "What is it Sara? What's going on?"

She took a deep breath and looked down at the white stick she held in her hands.

"Gil I'm pregnant!" She thought it would be better to just come out with it. Grissom's jaw dropped as his brain registered what she had just said.

"You're pregnant?" He repeated her words, clearly in shock. She nodded in reply. "Pregnant." He said again nodding with her as the word sunk in. "Are you sure?" He asked even though he wasn't sure why.

"I'm positive!" She said dryly rolling her eyes at him and holding up the pregnancy test for him to see. His shocked expression changed to an uncontrollable grin as he examined the results for himself.

"We're going to have a baby!" He said excitedly. "We're going to have a baby; I'm going to be a daddy!" He pulled her in to kiss her.

"You're really happy about this? Because I wasn't sure how you'd react, I mean we have never talked about having kids before, well not really. And it's so soon, we just got married and I didn't know how you'd feel." Sara began to babble but Gil quickly put a stop to it by planting another kiss on her lips.

"Sweetie, this is wonderful news! I couldn't be happier!" He reassured her. She smiled back at him, throwing the pregnancy test into the sink and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"We're going to have a baby!" She smiled at him.