Sara shook her head and looked back towards the door Grissom had just left again. She looked up to see Grissom's head poked back around the corner again, a huge grin plastered onto his face. He came into the room slightly and started advancing on her, his hands outstretched to tickle her. Sara smiled jokily and ran to the other side of the room. Grissom continued to walk towards her as Sara began throwing pillows at him, also with a grin plastered onto her face.

As Grissom reached her she made to throw her last cushion and as she let go of it she felt Grissoms hand close about her wrist and spin her around and into his arms. Moving his hand from her wrist to her hand as he moved his other hand to the back of her head and kissed her strongly. As he finally realised her he kept hold of her hand as after gaining her breath back she giggled softly and allowed him to lead her into the kitchen.

"How do you fancy pancakes this morning?" Sara smiled and nodded her approval, she lightly kissed him and then went about the kitchen getting all the things she needed. Then sorting out plates and drinks as Grissom started making the actual pancakes, both going about their jobs in comfortable silence. Both happy to be in the company of the other and not yet feeling the need to speak.

They chatted idly about general things as they ate the pancakes together. And stayed there talking after they had finished eating. Grissom noting that Sara was looking worried and was adding comments less and less often. Eventually he reached across the table and laid his hand on hers.

"Sara honey. What's wrong?"

"Nothings wrong." She replied quickly, her voice pitched slightly higher than usual.

"Sara."

Sara sighed and glanced away before looking at him. "We have to face the team today."

"Sara, what do you mean, they already know about us now?" Sara stared at him. Before realising that he truly didn't know what she meant. Seeing that he was still concerned she explained what she meant to him.

"I know they know about us, but they haven't spoken to us about it yet. We still don't know how they'll react. And I really want them to be happy for us. I don't want to have to lose them to keep you." She watched as realisation dawned in his eyes. He looked at her gently, pulled the hand he was holding up to his lips and kissed it before placing both their hands together back on the table.

"It'll be fine. They all know us, and they all know we wouldn't do something like this and tell them unless we were serious. They'll have had time to get over the shock now. They'll all just be happy that we finally got our act together. And we don't even have to tell them that the baby is also mine. They already know that and so that will have already sunk in as well. Besides if they do have any problems, Catherine can help, she already knew and she was happy. Sweetie, it'll all be fine."

A tear leaked down Sara's cheek as she noted the softness in Grissom's words. Knowing that he was probably right. She nodded at him.

She smiled but also looked guilty as he continued, "Besides, look how close we are again and I only found out yesterday. They'll get over it quick enough. I'm sure."

"OK. Can we head in a bit early though, so that we don't have to deal with them as a group, and so that they don't say anything about watching us arrive together?" He smiled back at her, "Of course we can dear."

He stood up and pulled her up into a hug. He chuckled as a thought occurred to him. At Sara's questioning look he explained what he had just realised.

"You know how you told me I really needed to work on my threats? Well, we can see how this one went when we see Greg this morning." Sara giggled as well as she realised. Grissom leaned back slightly but still holding her.

"I love making you laugh."

"And I love you making me laugh." Grissom chuckled and pulled her back into the hug.

Grissom felt Sara reach for his hand and grasp it tightly as they headed towards the entrance at work. He squeezed it reassuringly and moved so that he was walking closer to her. Both had seen that though they were there extra early, the team had had the same thought as everyone's cars were already there as Sara and Grissom had pulled up in Grissom's car together. Happy that they could arrive together, but also noticing how unusual it felt to be able to do that and so noticing how much things had changed recently. Both between them since he had found out, and knowing that even though they would try not to, it would still invade work even it was just the odd comment from their co-workers.

She tried to alleviate the tension she was feeling, "Well, I guess that blows the chance of breaking it to them one at a time." She said, while laughing nervously. Grissom saw through her lightheartedness and saw how nervous she really was. He stopped walking but kept hold of her hand, pulling her around to face him and took hold of her other hand.

He looked into her face, his expression serious and honest, "Sara. If you want you can wait here and I'll go see them. I don't mind if you want me to speak to them first." Sara stared at him speechless, she could tell that he was just as nervous if not more nervous than her, but he was still willing to go in alone so that she didn't have to. Id she hadn't already loved him she would have fallen in love with him them.

"No, we said we'd talk to them together, so we'll talk to them together." She looked into his face for another moment. She then laid her hand on his cheek, "I love you."

He placed his hand on top of hers. "I love you too." They looked at each other for another moment before hands held they walked the last few steps to the corner before the people in the break room would see them.

Sara subconsciously moved closer to Grissom as they rounded the corner. So much so that she was almost leaning against him, and her arm was firmly pressed up against his. He knew that they had agreed to not show too much affection and their obvious couple-hood at work so that it was less awkward for the others, but he didn't move away.

He needed her support and touch as much as she needed his and both drew confidence from the connection. Sara also placed a splayed hand onto her abdomen, almost protectively and defiantly, as they drew closer to the break room. Grissom glanced down, somehow it always shocked him to see a small lump there, it was always bigger than he remembered it being.

They both stared at the sight of what was awaiting them as they continued down the corridor. All the team were in there. Greg sat towards the back, looking sheepish. Nick sat in the chair staring back at them. Warrick on the arm of the sofa, next to Catherine, watching the couple approaching. Catherine sat her head slightly down, a slightly smug but sympathetic smile on her face. All of them however were watching the two people silently with a grim expression shared on all of their faces.

An intimidating sight to anyone, but especially when it was from your closest friends, who were closer to family anyway. All the smiling and laughing gone, to be replaced with grim-faced determination. The playful banter between them all gone, and replaced with a stony silence. Their totally different personalities and natures all combined into a joint impenetrable wall, unrecognisable to anyone who knew them.

Grissom and Sara drew more apprehensive as they approached. They had expected upset at not telling them and even maybe anger feeling that they had been betrayed by being lied to. They had also assumed that they would relax and hopefully be happy for them, or even if not happy then at least accept it albeit reluctantly. They hadn't considered the possibility of them not accepting them. They had known things would change, that was unstoppable, and it would be foolish to try and stop things altering. They hadn't expected things to change.

Instead of seeing the faces of upset or angry friends, they saw a wall of strangers, who hardly seemed to recognise them.

Both Grissom and Sara quailed inside, but outside tried to keep on a neutral expression and managed not to show too much how much seeing there friends like that had affected them.

They both knew that once they opened the door, things would be changed, and that nothing could change them back. They also knew that there was no way that things would be the same even if they didn't open the door. Grissom drew in a deep breath and turned the handle as he approached it.

He slowly and quietly walked into the room, holding the door open for Sara and then shutting it behind her, before going to sit next to her at the table. Their hands clasped under the table top.

Silence was the only response from both sides of them room. Both sides realising that they were indeed sat opposite each other, and both knowing something would have to give and someone had to say something soon. But not even uniting in the fact that none of it wanted to be them.

Eventually Sara broke the silence, muttering quietly, and barely audibly. "Guys, we're both really sorry."

Silence was the only reply for a full 3 minutes, until sound burst from the opposite sound of the room as virtually everyone began answering at once. All except Catherine.

Who sat there, her eyes darting between the newly discovered couple and the group of people she was sat among. Hoping that it could be solved and that it wouldn't end the only way she could see possible right now. Still unsure as to what the outcome of that would be.

Grissom and Sara having to choose between their love for each other, or their love for the rest of the team.