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Smashed car and some ketchup

Nick showed up to work the next day with a huge smile on his face, making Warrick and Greg curios. They asked him what he was so happy about and his grin widened as he began boasting about the great breakfast he had that morning.

Warrick looked over at Greg "you found out didn't you?" Warrick asked.

"Yep, and you should see what they did to their house." The guys began asking questions but Nick held up his hand "sorry, you know the drill. Gonna have to find out for yourselves."

Just then Cath came in and greeted them all "hey guys, oh Nick, Sara just wanted me to remind you about next month." Nick nodded his head and then waved at the guys before heading to the break room. Warrick and Greg both narrowed their eyes at the red head.

"Yes guys I know, and no I am not going to tell you. You are just going to have to find out for yourselves." She smiled widely at them, then turned and left the locker room. Greg quickly put his shoes on and jetted for the door Warrick right behind him. The two of them determined to be the first to find out.

Grissom, Sara, Catherine, and Nick were all sitting at the break room table when Warrick and Greg came rushing in. When the two saw the occupants they quickly acted like nothing was going on and sat down at the table.

Grissom chuckled and Sara outright laughed at their antics. Cath and Nick just sat there with knowing looks on their faces. After a minute Grissom began handing out assignments "Warrick, you and Cath get a jumper, Nick you get a smash and grab and Greg, you and Sara have that case to finish. The car was dropped off an hour ago." Grissom said the last with a barely contained smirk.

Warrick groaned as Greg grinned, he could already taste the omelet. They all disbanded and Greg enthusiastically followed Sara to the garage to process the car. When they got there they were surprised at what they encountered. Sitting in front of them was a 3ft by 3ft cube of crushed steel.

"Oh man what happened?" Greg moaned out loud. Sara picked up the file and read through it. "Apparently they accidentally crushed the wrong car, by the time they figured it out it was too late." Sara shrugged her shoulders and grabbed a nearby crowbar. The chances of getting any kind of evidence were slim, but it was better than no chance at all.

Five hours later and they had managed to get most of the cube torn apart. Grissom came in and gave them both a raised eyebrow, seeing them sitting in the middle of the floor surrounded by crushed car parts. He looked over at Sara and narrowed his eyes, she looked down at the floor guiltily. "Nothing?" he asked her.

She shook her head in response, just now noticing how hungry she was. "I guess it's a good thing I thought to order something then isn't it." He said smiling down at her, Sara's face instantly brightened and Greg gave the both of them a quizzical look. He hated it when they spoke without actually saying anything.

"What's the deal?" he finally asked.

"The deal" Grissom said, turning to Greg "is that the two of you have been working for five hours straight on this without a break." He reached down and helped Sara to her feet, holding her steady for a moment before placing a hand at the small of her back.

Sara had been wearing coveralls all night and Greg had yet to notice her growing stomach, but she was already starting to have some difficulty bending and getting off the floor by herself, the bulge of her baby tummy getting in the way.

Grissom and Sara began to exit the garage when Grissom turned around, "are you coming? I did order enough for everyone." Greg finally caught on to the conversation and rubbed his hands together in anticipation of filling his stomach.

When they got to the break room the rest of the crew were already there sifting through the take out boxes. Sara sauntered over to the table and took in a deep breath, the smell of the food making her salivate. She took the nearest seat she could find and grabbed the closest container.

Grissom handed her a set of chop sticks and she began digging into the Chinese food. Her appetite for the food was becoming greater and greater and Grissom caught on quick that if he wanted to get any he was going to have to order more that he used to.

Greg and Warrick looked on in surprise as Sara began piling her plate higher and higher with food while Cath, Nick and Grissom just took their seats. The two finally managed to pick their jaws off the floor and take a seat just as Sara was halfway through her plate of food.

Sara paused mid way through her meal and looked around the table, "Gil did you…" Grissom was really hoping she wouldn't ask for it, but the evidence was too strong against it.

Grissom got up out of his chair and went to the fridge to retrieve the ketchup. He cringed as he handed it over to her, knowing what she was about to do. Sara looked on in delight and the rest of them looked on in horror as she proceeded to smother the rest of the food on her plate with the ketchup.

Grissom handed over a fork and Sara dug right into the nasty combination. Warrick and Greg exchanged a look and then Warrick nodded his head, "Oh…my…God, Sara. Your pregnant!" Greg yelled out to the room. Sara just shrugged her shoulders and continued to eat her food.

Grissom looked over at Greg and Warrick "took you guys long enough, she's been showing for weeks now. I really thought I trained you better than that." He said right before taking a bite of his own food.

"She's not showing, I would have noticed at some point today." Greg said indignantly.

Sara stopped eating, stood up, and unzipped her coveralls to show the outfit that lay beneath. She placed one hand at the top of her stomach and one at the bottom to mould the shirt around her rounded stomach. Greg and Warrick both stood there, mouths gaping at the sight in front of them.

Sara laughed at the two before sitting back down to finish her meal. Greg swallowed his disgust towards the violation of the food she was eating and concentrated on his own for a moment. When they were all sitting around enjoying the after effects of a good meal Greg suddenly asked Grissom, "So Grissom, I was wondering…how well do you make pancakes?"