The two previous chapters have been rewritten!!!!

Laughter and Bonding Through Trauma

"And you'll be 'ere with mommy all day, too?" Kyle asked his before he left for school.

Aimee was released from the hospital after ten days. She had to stay on bedrest for three weeks. After that her doctor would re-evaluate whether she could do more but she definitely couldn't return to work.

"I will, partner," Horatio assured the boy. "Remember, the doctor said needs lots of hugs? That's why daddy's gonna be home."

Trey and Lacy were going to spend the majority of the next few days over at the Caines, helping out with housework, doing the grocery shopping and of course playing with their grandson. They bought along Bailey as well. Kyle absolutely loved that, it was a distraction from worrying about his mommy. He got to play with the Labrador in the backyard. There wasn't any concern of possible duck homicide; Bailey was trained to ignore other animals, including ducks so the ducks in the backyard were safe. Everyone knew Aimee wasn't at all ready to talk about what happened to her just yet. The temporary loss of oxygen and the injury to her head combined with the emotional trauma was bound to cause some memory loss of the incident for her. Everyone, including Aimee herself, were hoping that she wouldn't remember of what happened, permanently.

"Did you feel that?" Horatio asked, excitedly.

He and Aimee were lazing on the bed, his palm firmly situated on her growing belly.

"I did," Aimee giggled.

Aimee had begun to feel the baby kick in the last few days but it was the first time that Horatio had the chance to feel it.

"Wow!" He said, kissing his wife's belly. "Daddy loves you, sweetheart. You certainly growing."

"Speaking of that," Aimee seizing the opportunity. "Since the doctor says I can get out of bed, as long as I don't do any heavy lifting and I don't plan on running a maratron. I desperately need to go shopping soon. I'm growing out of everything and don't think I haven't noticed the extra peeks you've been sneaking at my rack lately, pal."

Horatio grinned.

He was caught. Aimee had gone up at least one bra size, maybe two in the last few weeks. Whether or not she was, Horatio was liking that.

Along with new maternity clothes, Aimee need bras and underwear. She was already talking to Calleigh and Natalia and the two were going to accompany her and her best friend on the shopping trip the next day which was Saturday. Call it her own secret service unit.

Horatio was staring again and this time he didn't realize it till Aimee hit him in the head with the pillow.

"Will you stop oogling at my boobs!"

But she could not help but laugh.

"I can't help it!" Horatio said, sounding like a little kid.

"Try carryin' them around for a while, mister!"

Normally Horatio would have been worried for his wife to go out shopping. But with two armed, off-duty CSIs with her, he knew Aimee couldn't be more safe. He could enjoy Saturday with Kyle and most likely Bailey and Aimee could enjoy her day with the girls.

The one thing that was in real danger on Saturday was his bank account, Horatio thought.