An indepth look at the GSR scene during "Bite Me". In the end, it's really all about what isn't said. In the end, it's all about the subtext.

Problem was... she knew exactly what she was doing. It was everyone else who seemed to be confused on that point. Post Bloodlines.

Fortyeight hours previous she had been single and alone in her Las Vegas apartment, cleaning her oven. Post 'Grave Danger'

Who is Grissom to each of them? Each member of the night shift is examined... and the real Grissom, well he's revealed. COMPLETE

But she deserved to be happy, she did. She was happy, she was. Really, really she was...

It was sad, Sara was very good friends with very many ghosts.

Forget, forget that's what I need to do. So in order to start forgetting, I have to stop speculating on all the skin, the blood, the heat and love that is you. That's what needs to start happening... right now.

Maybe you're gone but you're never really gone.

Response to a challenge. Lame Halloween party cliche. Sara is a hottie. Grissom notices. Greg acts like...Greg.

Another case of Grissom thinking... could have, would have, should have.

Motor oil on her father's hands as they tinkered with the engine, as they slammed across her face, as they stole down her body. Sara angst.

Such a muddied line between the things you want and the things you have to do...

She was lyrical poetry... GSR

They loved, they lost... two years down the road in California, can they find it again? GSR

After a case Vartann buys Nick a few drinks.

It been her intent to steal his heart...

He grabbed her hand in his and even as the tears coursed down her cheeks, he kissed her ring finger, where her engagement ring should have laid.

Sara never got to meet her, but she knew she would have loved Grissom's mother.

A David fic... post 'Iced'... this is for anyone who thought of a certain other 'cult-ish' show. You know what I'm talking about.

The added, though slightly skewed, is true... Straight up GSR fluff.

It was then and there that Sara placed the single most erotic moment of her life: Grissom, with a droplet of merlot clinging to his lips, asking her to open her present.

Post-Grave Danger; "The pads of her fingers were soft and warm on his cheeks and he worked quickly to catalogue the single emotions and sensations that she was serving to arise within him." GSR

He didn't tend to see Sara in color; he saw color in Sara.

Greg likes Sara... Greg might LIKE Sara... but no, Greg can't HAVE Sara...

Don't be caught off guard when the rapture comes... COMPLETE