A/N: It's funny how a major Uni deadline can make me write fanfiction! oh well, CSI is much more important than a degree isn't it?

Thank you so much to all the lovely people who reviewed chapter one, and I'm sorry if I didn't reply personally to you all. Also sorry this took so long to continue!!

backstagespotlight's continuation of this story has inspired me to 'try' and continue it myself. Though undoubtedly this is the inferior story! But please read and review anyway!

Chapter Two

A now six months pregnant Sara Sidle-Grissom sat in the break-room nursing a mug of decaf coffee, completely lost in thought. It had been two months since Sara and her supervisor/husband had joked about no one else on the team noticing their 'situation'. At first they'd found it amusing, but now Sara just found the whole thing so sad. Were the team so out of touch with each other's lives that things as big as marriage and pregnancy went unnoticed?

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Penny Greg? What country do we live in again?" Sara responded in mock sarcasm.

"It's an English expression and deserves accuracy." Greg replied, feigning hurt in an attempt to lighten Sara's obviously less-than-happy mood.

He headed to the coffee pot for a much-needed pick-me-up then settled himself next to Sara on the break-room couch.

"I was just thinking how none of us hang out outside of work anymore." Sara said with a sigh, more to herself than Greg. "None of us know what's going on in each others lives."

Greg set his coffee down on the table and turned to Sara, a mischievous look in his eyes.

"Right Miss Sidle, you and me, truth or truth, right now."

Sara had to hide a smirk at the use of her maiden name, "Truth or truth Greg?"

"Yep. We both have another fifteen minutes break left and I would suggest truth or dare, but I think we may get into trouble with that around here. So, you first, truth or truth?"

"Hmm, let me see…" Sara mimed thinking hard, "Truth please."

"Are you currently dating anyone?" Greg asked, the mischievous look once again evident on his face.

"Dating? Technically, no I'm not." Came Sara's cryptic reply. "Same question to you Greggo."

"Hmm, don't think I won't follow up on that answer Sidle. But yes, I am 'dating someone' at the moment."

Greg leaned forward to grab his cup from the table at the same time Sara reached for hers. Unfortunately the cups were rather close together and the synchronized move resulted in the two criminalists spilling coffee over each other.

The hot coffee landing on her wrist caused Sara to jump up, giving Greg a pretty good view of her larger-than-usual belly under her loose fitting top, and the hand that had instinctively moved to protect it.

Without stopping to clean up the mess, Greg proceeded to ask his next truth, "Sara, are you pregnant?"

TBC…

A/N: I hope that was worth the very long wait! Please let me know what you think! I actually have an idea for the next chapter already, which I'll get right onto writing, provided I don't get distracted with work… yeh, like that's going to happen!

Thanks again to backstagespotlight for the inspiration to continue with this!