Disclaimers: Not mine.

Spoilers: Nope.



"But I..."

"Don't talk to me, Grissom. Just. Don't. Talk." Catherine held up her hand to stop Grissom from continuing.

"Catherine, you're being unreasonable."

That was definitely the wrong thing to say. Catherine whipped her head around and glared at him, "Excuse me? What did you just say?"

Nick shook his head and turned around so that his back was to Catherine. He leaned over a little and whispered to Grissom, "Oh boy. You've really done it this time, haven't you?"

"You have no idea." Grissom whispered back.

"I heard that!" Catherine huffed as she went back to reading her book.

Unable to hold back his laughter any longer, Nick chuckled in complete amusement, garnering him glares from both Grissom and Catherine. He held up both his hands in a defensive stance, "Sorry. I'm outta here." He gave Grissom a look that said 'good luck' before exiting the break room.

Alone with Catherine now, Grissom sighed in defeat and walked over to her side, "Cath?" When she didn't respond, he squatted down so that he could look at her, "Catherine?"

She peered up at him and though her frustration had leveled off, she was definitely not 'ok' with him yet, "What?"

"Would it make you feel better if I said sorry?"

"No, cuz you wouldn't even know what you were apologizing for."

"Well then what *can* I do to make you feel better?"

"It's a little late for that now, isn't it, Gil?" She placed her hand over her enlarged stomach, "I mean, we can't exactly go back and *undo* it."

"Would you?" Grissom asked rather seriously, "I mean, if you could."

Seeing the fear in his eyes immediately softened Catherine's heart. She smiled, taking his hand and placing it on her stomach, "And not have this little one here? No way. Hormones and mood swings be damned. I wouldn't change a thing."