Disclaimer: I do not own CSI.

AN: Okay I hope the AN will not be longer than the Epilogue itself. When I started to write fan fiction years ago I promised to myself that I would never write a story when I would not enjoy writing it. With this fic I broke this promise. I don't know why I do not enjoy writing it, because I actually LOVE the fact that it's CANON that Grissom and Sara were having a secret relationship.

Writing the first chapter was still fun to me but I had to torture myself through the following three, I made the decision to not do that anymore. So I only tortured myself one more time, since I cannot leave you without a conclusion.

When you like reading my works then I suggest you to read The Petals of a Wild Rose. Never before I enjoyed writing anything as much as I enjoy writing this fic. And since I love writing The Petals of a Wild Rose so much I can promise you that it is not going to end soon, there will be at least 28 chapters :)

Epilogue

So they had had to cover it up, had to be in a secret relationship without letting anyone in on it. They managed to do that quite well although sometimes Sara had wished that she could tell her friends about it. Sometimes Sara had wished even more to tell Sofia about it, especially when she witnessed how Sofia got too close to Grissom from time to time. One night at home Sara had told Grissom that she doubted that she could bear down the urge to strangle her next time. Grissom had only chuckled and had told her that she didn't have to worry about Sofia. Sara knew that she didn't have to worry, but nevertheless it drove her insane that the woman did not give up hitting on Grissom.

Even though they hadn't told anyone about it Sara knew that at least Catherine sensed what was going on. Catherine and Grissom had been friends for many years and Grissom had changed a lot since they were in a relationship. Changes that couldn't be invisible to Cath.

At some point their daily ritual of leaving the lab separately and then meet at either her or his place had started to become unpractical. Usually something important had been forgotten at the other's place and instead of having breakfast before work one of them usually had ended up grabbing some coffee for take out at a diner and hurrying to his or her apartment to get said forgotten thing. One night Grissom had suggested her to move into his place. At first he had been kidding because she had been so pissed off about the fact that she had to pick up something at her place before work the next day, but then he had thought about it and had really wanted it to happen.

So she had moved in a couple of weeks ago and he had allowed her to adjust the whole place so that she really felt comfortable there. Sometimes he missed the sterility of his house but then the new furnishing always reminded him of the fact that this was their home now and this always filled him with warmth.

One day, they both knew, they had to let their friends in on it, but revealing the truth would mean that one of them would have to leave the lab or Grissom would at least be demoted. But it wasn't Grissom who cared about that, it was Sara. She didn't want him to sacrifice his job or position, not yet. It wasn't that she wasn't sure if this thing between them would last, she was pretty sure that it would last forever, but she knew how much his job meant to him, even if he told her that it didn't mean anything to him anymore.

So they continued their relationship behind closed doors, building up a life outside the lab, away from work, a life that they both had been longing for without being aware of it until they had achieved it.

You never know what you have until you find it.

THE END

okay I know that this epiologue sucked, but what can I do :sigh: sorry ; )