"Hey how was the honeymoon?" Catherine said when she saw them the next evening giving Sara and then Nick a hug.

"It was great." Sara told her.

"You've got a decent tan."

"Actually most of that was in Texas." Sara replied. "Just topped it up in Italy."

"I love the shoes." Catherine told her. "They are so comfortable."

"See." Sara glanced at Nick.

"I'll stick to trying to understand evidence at least that makes sense most of the time." Nick headed off towards the break room.

"What?" Catherine asked.

"He was giving me a hard time for buying you shoes." Sarah explained.

"I see. What's your brother like?" Catherine inquired.

…

They all caught up while they waited for Grissom to arrive with assignments.

The guys thanked Nick for their gifts while Sara showed Catherine the photographs they had taken and printed off when they got home.

"Sara, Nick welcome back." Grissom said. "Thank you for the book. And I hope that all of you are well rested as we have a busy night ahead of us."

"Sounds like things are back to normal." Nick joked.

"Sara, Greg, jumper at the Sands. Catherine, Warrick, drowning at the Treasure Island, you might need wet suits. Nicky you're with me; we have a body in the desert."

"Ain't no place like home." Sara said. "I'm driving." She informed Greg.

"When don't you?" Greg followed her out.

CSI CSI

Nick and Sara fell back into their work patterns very easily. Cases came and went like they had never been gone.

Sara talked to her brother twice a week on the phone and they e-mail back and forth getting to know one another.

CSI CSI

"Hey Doc." Sara walked into the morgue about three weeks after they had gotten back. Robbins was sat at the desk eating a sandwich.

"Sara, I only have the preliminary results I'll open him up when I'm done eating."

"Exsanguination?" Sara guessed at the cause of death.

"That's what it looks like. I'll have more for you in a few hours."

"That's fine." Sara hesitated.

"Was there something else?" He inquired.

"Can I ask you a question off the record? Just between us."

"Of course."

"I probably already know the answer but I need someone else to tell me."

"What do want to know?" Robbins asked.

"How accurate are home pregnancy tests?"

"The box says 99. There are occasionally false negatives when it's too early and the occasional false positive but for the most part they are pretty accurate."

"That's what I thought. So three different brands with the same result is pretty much conclusive."

"I'd make an appointment with your doctor to have him run a blood test but yes. I take it congratulations are in order."

"It looks that way. I guess moving nine time zones screws up when you're supposed to take your birth control pills."

"Just out of curiosity how late are you?"

"A week and a half." Sara admitted.

"If three tests turned up positive I'd say you're pregnant."

"Can we keep this between us for now until I can see my doctor and tell Nick?"

"Of course." Robbins agreed.

"Thank you." Sara replied.

"You do know you'll have to be careful around some of the chemicals in the lab."

"I know." Sara sighed. "I should get back; you'll let me know when you have the results of the full autopsy?"

"I'll page you."

"Thank you."

Sara left and Robbins went back to his sandwich.

TBC