Disclaimer - I don't own CSI, I am merely borrowing the television phenomenon for selfish purposes' only. Hope no one minds.

You Okay Kiddo?

Desert Palm Hospital:

"Wake up, sleepy head," Catherine smiled as I began to move around in my sleep.

"How long have you been sat there?" I yawned as I sat up.

"Not long," she said. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired, and bored," I smiled.

"But you just woke up," Catherine smiled back. "You've had tests done too?"

"Unfortunately. I don't get why we can't just go and get on with our lives," I scuffed.

"That may be hard for Ava," she sighed.

I nodded.

Before Catherine could say something else there was a knock at the door.

"Mrs Stokes?" a doctor asked as he walked into my hospital room.

"Yep, that's me," I replied.

"My name is Dr Kelly," he said. "I've got the results back on the precautionary tests we did."

"I'll leave you to it," Catherine smiled before passing the doctor stood by the door.

I nodded to Catherine as she left.

"Sorry Doctor, you were saying," I said.

"Yeah, so we got the results back," he started.

"And…," I nodded.

"And congratulations, you're pregnant," Dr Kelly smiled.

"I'm what?" I asked in disbelief.

"You're approximately 7 weeks along," he smiled.

"Right," I nodded slowly, trying to process what he'd just told me. "Anything else?"

"No, other than that you're test results are normal. You'll be free to go in a few hours," he said before turning to walk out the room.

"Thank you," I sighed.

"Would you like to see your husband now? He's been pacing since you arrived," Dr Kelly asked.

"Please, I've got some big news to tell him."

Doctor Kelly nodded and left. I still couldn't believe I was pregnant again. It did made sense, Nick and I had been 'intimate' the day before I threw him out. My periods had been late too. Why didn't I see it coming? Nick would obviously be overjoyed at the thought of being a dad again, but it wouldn't change our current situation.

"Knock, knock," Nick smiled as he walked into my hospital room. "You okay Sar?"

"Aha," I sighed. "Everyone okay?"

Nick nodded. "The twins are with Warrick and Greg in the kids playroom."

"That's the best place for Greg," I smiled.

"Ava's gone for a walk and, well you've just seen Cath," Nick stated as he sat down on the end of my bed.

I nodded. "Where's Grissom?"

"At work still, probably," Nick smiled, a sad smile.

"He couldn't even put himself out, just this once, for the closest thing he's got to family?" I asked rhetorically. "I give up."

"I know. Catherine is furious with him," he sighed.

"What about Maddie?" I asked.

"Brass is trying to talk her into making a statement," he explained.

"By the way, thanks for telling me in the ambulance that her teacher tried to rape her," I smirked.

"I did try to call," he insisted.

I sighed. "Nicky, I've got something important to tell you."

"Shoot," he smiled.

"I'm pregnant," I smiled back. "7 weeks, to be exact."

"It's mine right?" he asked.

"Of course, I wasn't the one cheating," I smirked.

Outside in the hallway:

"You stay here a second," Brass said to Maddie as he went to see why Greg was lingering at the doorway.

"She saying much?" Greg asked.

"No, but she wants her mum and dad," Brass sighed.

Greg nodded. "Nick's in seeing Sara now, he'll probably be down in a minute."

"I hope so. God, have these guys been through hell over the past few days, as if their parents splitting up wasn't bad enough," Brass sighed.

"Well, that might change soon. Nick saved her life, Sara's gonna get back with him," Greg smiled.

"You think?" Brass raised his eyebrows.

"10 bucks says I'm right," Greg smirked.

"Make it 20," Brass smiled as he shook the youngest CSI's hand.

"Have you seen Ava recently?" Greg asked.

"No, not recently. But I did see her leave this ward a little while ago," Brass shrugged his shoulders.

"I'll find her. She can't have gone far, right?" Greg asked as he turned and walked away.

After a good few minutes of hard searching, Greg eventually found Ava sat outside the waiting room, nibbling her nails

"There you are, I've been looking all over for you," Greg smiled.

"I went for a walk," Ava said bluntly.

"You okay kiddo?" Greg asked.

"What do you think?" Ava replied sarcastically.

Greg raised his eyebrows at his unofficial niece.

"Sorry," she sighed.

"No, that was a stupid question for me to ask," Greg smiled. "I should really think more sometimes."

There was a short silence. It wasn't awkward, if anything to Ava it was comforting. Just having her favourite Uncle, who she knew she could always go to, there beside her was good enough.

"Uncle Greg, have you ever killed someone?" Ava asked.

"Once," Greg sighed.

"What happened?"

"I was on my way to a crime scene, when I witnessed a gang beating up another tourist, that was the third that night. I tried to break it up, honked the horn on my car, revved the engine, shouted, anything to get them to stop. One named Demetrius James, just wouldn't. He came at me with a rock, thought I was going to be next. I drove forward and hit him. The rest of the gang came back and gave me a beating too. I saved the tourists life but Demetrius James died in hospital a few hours later," Greg explained.

"Wow, bet that was tough," Ava said, a bit in shock.

"It was. But everyone grieves differently," Greg smiled. "That's why you don't know how to feel. Trust me, we've all been there, your mum and dad more than most."

"How did you get through it?" Ava asked.

"With a lot of help from my friends and I did have a couple of counselling sessions. But I grew up a hell of a lot. Would you believe me if I said I used to be twice as funny?" Greg smiled.

"Seriously?" Ava questioned.

"Yeah, it happened right back when I was still kinda a rookie CSI. That was the first bad experience I had and freaked me out," Greg explained.

Ava nodded. "Is it good that Sam's dead?"

"Honestly, I think it is. Overall he wasn't that bad a person, but to stalk all of us for 8 years is extreme. And what he tried to do to Maddie was just inexcusable," Greg nodded.

"Yeah. I did what I had to do," Ava sniffled.

"Come on now, don't get upset," Greg insisted as he wrapped an arm round Ava's shoulder. "Sam is gone thanks to you, we probably all owe you our lives."

"You're just saying that to make me feel better," Ava wiped at her eyes.

"Is it working?" Greg smiled.

"Yeah, it is," Ava smiled back, through her tears.

"My work here is done."

Ava leaned in and gave her Uncle Greg one of her famous hugs, she hadn't grown out of that ability yet.

"Thank you," she whispered into his ear.

Greg opened his mouth to speak but before he could I came storming out my hospital room, with Nick just behind me.

"Sara, let's not do this again?" Nick said. "Talk to me."

"I'm pregnant, what else is there to say?" I asked sarcastically.

"Let's go back in the room alone and talk this over," Nick shouted as I started to walk away.

"No, I'm going home," I protested.

"But you can't, you haven't been discharged yet," Nick argued.

"Oh can't I?"

Thank you for reading. I hope you liked it. This is probably going to be the last update until the New Year, 'cause I have another story planned and 2 Christmas one shots that will probably need to have my full attention. Review please.