"Hey." Nick caught up with Sara in the hall. "I didn't think you'd be back for a few hours."

"Well when you throw up a crime scene, it's probably best to leave."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, and I probably will be if I stay away from Luminol."

"Luminol?"

"Corpses and blood are fine but apparently luminol makes me nauseous." Sara explained. "And Catherine knows."

"How?"

"She can put two and two together and get four." Sara replied. "Women know these things."

"Right." Nick just agreed with her logic.

"I have to start processing the evidence I brought back, so I'll see you later."

"Just take it easy okay?"

"Stop being overprotective." Sara told him patting his hand. "I'm fine. Go back to work."

CSI CSI

A couple days later Sara was sat the break room table doing some paperwork. She had a bag of potato chips and a pot of strawberry yoghurt and was dipping the chips in the yoghurt before she ate it.

"Are you eating chips and yoghurt?" Greg asked from the doorway.

"Huh?" Sara looked up.

"Chips and yoghurt?"

"They are no salt chips and you make dips with yoghurt."

"Strawberry yoghurt?" Greg questioned.

"They didn't have any other." Sara shrugged. "Try it."

"Sure why not." Greg grabbed a chip and dipped it in the yoghurt before taking a bite. "You know it's not bad."

"I told you." Sara smiled.

"So is your stomach feeling better?"

"From the other day? I'm fine." Sara replied.

"So you're over the morning sickness?" Greg took another chip.

"What?" Sara looked at him.

"You're knocked up right?"

"What makes you say that?" Sara inquired.

"The chips and yoghurt, throwing up at a crime scene, looking slightly green, Grissom taking an extra second before deciding which cases to put you on, and the fact that you haven't asked me to make you a single cup of coffee despite the only coffee in the pot being the sludge dayshift has left."

"I guess that means I have to tell Warrick now." Sara sighed.

"What?" Greg looked at him.

"Since everyone else seems to know I should tell him." She leant back against her chair.

"Congratulations."

"Thanks. One suggestion though, avoid phrases that include knocked up, bun in the oven or any other colloquialism."

"Okay." Greg agreed.

"And stop eating my chips."

"Sorry. This actually addictive."

"Salt and vinegar ones work better." Sara stated. "But I can't have too much salt."

"So no salt chips and yoghurt."

"Works for me." Sara shrugged.

"I should get back." Greg said. "If you need anything, or anything carrying let me know."

"I will. Just avoid spraying luminol near me; it makes me nauseous at the moment."

"Okay." Greg got up.

"Hey Greg."

"Yes?"

"Can you not tell anyone? We were planning on wait a few weeks until it was past the whole first trimester thing before we told people."

"Sure." Greg agreed. "I'll leave you to your paperwork and chips."

"Thanks Greg."

"What are friends for?" He winked at her.

Sara rolled her eyes before taking another chip and dunking it in the yoghurt.

TBC