Despite my regards that the pictures sent to us wasn't something to be all that concerned about, Greg went ahead and told Brass. Honestly it could have just been Nick trying to get back at Greg for all the pranks he had done to the older man over the years. Though there was that voice in the back of my head that kept telling me to be worrying. I knew Greg was, especially since I was still on maternity leave taking care of Marilyn while Greg was constantly back and forth at work. I'd admit I was a little jealous of my husband, because he got to go out there and investigate while I stayed at home with our baby. I loved having Marilyn, and she was a quiet and good baby, I was just anxious to go back to work.

I sat at the kitchen table nursing a cup of coffee, and running a hand over my tired face. Greg was due home any minute and Marilyn kept on waking up every fifteen minutes. I had done everything to get her back to sleep, but nothing was working. I feed her, changed her, and sung to her and anything that I could think of. Although I got her to sleep, she kept on waking back up and I was at my wit's end trying to get her to stay asleep. I knew it was going to be another long night and I really wish that Greg would get home in the next few minutes. As on cue, the front door opened and I heard Greg's footsteps rush up the steps at Marilyn waking up yet again. I took another sip of my coffee and then dragged myself to my feet and drugged up the steps. The sound of silence was music to my ears, and I smile painted across my face at seeing Greg putting his daughter to sleep.

I watched him tiptoe out of the room and close the door as quietly as possible. He jumped at the sight of me standing a few feet in front of him, but then smiled. He advanced to me and wrapped his arms around me. I giggled at the sensation of his lips on my neck, and he silence me with an innocent kiss on the lips. "Are you alright?"

I nodded, and pulled his arm along with me to our bedroom. "I'm as well as to be expected, but your daughter would not stay asleep tonight."

A grin spread across his face. "I think she was just waiting for Daddy to come home, and make sure his two girls were safe."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Okay Sanders"

He kissed my cheek and began to undress for bed. I had already changed into sleeping clothes and sat on the bed. "Did you have an alright night at work?"

He nodded, and then slid into bed next to me. "I had a B&E that should be easy, just waiting on fingerprints to come back, I'll check that tomorrow but the DNA from a blood drop by the kitchen window got a hit from CODIS."

"That's good. I miss work, I really just wanna go back."

He kissed my cheek, "I know baby, and you'll get back to it soon."

"Yeah, I hope so."

Stepping into the familiar grey room, a smile spread across my face at the locker that I had not seen in longer than I could remember. Greg didn't know I was here, but he'd find out soon even though I knew Grissom wasn't going to give me a case right now. It might have been too soon to leave Marilyn in the care of another, and I dreaded to do so but I left her in good hands. At five months she was already starting to develop unique characteristics that her father and I both shared. It was such a relief to open my locker and see my vest in there just waiting for me. I was so thrilled that I was back at work that I hadn't heard the footsteps walk into the locker room.

"Siv, what are you doing here?" Greg's annoyed voice sounded.

I smiled at him. "I needed to get back to work."

"What about Marilyn? Did you leave her with a last minute babysitter, don't you know what happened to Nick—"

"Greg, calm down, I took her to Papa Olaf."

He breathed a sigh of relief. "You went all the way to Papa's?"

I nodded. "No one else is gonna take care of my baby while I'm working. So what I'm doing today?"

"Processing Documents with Catharine. It's good to have you back sweetheart."

I smiled. "It's great to be back."