Title: Snowed In

Chapter: 7

Author: Evidence

Rating: PG-13

Author's Notes: Well, this is it. I hope you have enjoyed it. Thanks again for all the great reviews! 

The bags were packed. Their winter attire was on. They looked around the honeymoon suite one last time. Grissom felt a lump in his throat. It had been the best time of this life. He took Sara's bag and they proceeded down the inn stairs.

Dottie was waiting for them down at the landing. "Hi, you two," she said with a tinge of sadness.

Sara smiled. "Thanks for everything Dottie."

"Oh, it was my pleasure, dear. Your cab is waiting for you."

Grissom moved closer to Sara. "Why don't you get in the cab and I'll meet you in a minute."

"Okay," she said eyeing him curiously.

When Sara was out of earshot Grissom turned to Dottie with a grin, "I have a favor to ask of you."

The plane trip was uneventful and both lovers felt a little blue. They had tasted paradise but now were returning to their normal lives. They were no longer just friends. They would have the Sheriff and Eckley to contend with. Relationships were hard enough without all the bumps in the road in their way.

They left the plane hand in hand and had to drop their lovingness when they noticed a striking male approaching.

"Oh, if it isn't Cupid." Grissom whispered into Sara's ear.

"Hey, watch yourself. Remember we are going to pretend nothing's happened." Sara watched as Nick took a detour to talk to a lovely flight attendant and then finally reach them.

"Hey, guys!" Nick smiled a big Texan grin.

"Hi, Nick what did we miss?" Grissom began walking away from both Sara and Nick.

A confused Nick looked at Sara. "What's his problem?"

Sara shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know but he's been like that all trip. What an awful time I had."

"Awful?" Nick frowned. "But I thought…"

"Let's get going, Nicky! Move it Sara!" Grissom called way ahead of them.

"What a bastard." Sara grimaced and walked away leaving an utterly confounded Nick Stokes shaking his head.

Back at the lab Catherine was staring out the window, waiting for Nick and the two lovebirds to show up. She saw Nick's Tahoe park and the three of them exit the vehicle. Grissom led with Sara and Nick trailing behind. Something wasn't right.

"Hey, guys, how was the seminar?" Catherine asked, meeting them out at the front desk.

"The seminar was only one day due to snowy conditions but it was alright." Grissom strode off to this office, bags in hand.

Catherine looked at Nick and took in his confused expression. "So Sara, did you have fun?"

Sara sighed. "Well, I got to solve a case while I was there."

"Really! What happened?" Catherine folded her arms.

"Oh, a…ranger was missing." Sara had to bite her lip to keep the laughter inside.

"A ranger? Like a park ranger? Did you find him?" Nick asked.

"Yeah, we did."

"So Grissom helped you on the case?" Catherine smiled slightly.

"Yeah, but he was a real pain in the ass." Sara shook her head.

Nick rubbed his eyes. "Wait a minute. Are you saying that nothing happened between you and Griss while you were snowbound in the honeymoon suite!"

"How did you know we stayed in the honeymoon suite?"

Nick fumbled for words. "Well…um…I…"

"Well, to be honest I was hoping something would happen but…he was such a jerk. God, I can't stand that man." Sara threw her bag over her shoulder. "I'm going to see if the king has any cases for me. Bye, guys." She strode off down the hall.

"What the hell was that?" Catherine put her hands on her hips.

"Dottie said everything was going like our plan." Nick rubbed his neck. "What happened?"

"I guess we failed Nick." Catherine looked defeated. "Come on let's see if Grissom has anything for us."

They walked to Grissom's office side by side. Laughter filled their ears. Catherine scrunched her eyebrows. They turned to enter and saw Sara and Grissom. They were laughing. Sara was on Grissom's desk and Griss was behind it.

"What…" Catherine never got to finish he statement.

"Sorry, but we had to play a trick on you." Sara smiled brightly and took Grissom's hand in her own. "Thanks guys, you gave us the push we needed."

"Oh, man!" Nick let out a hoot. "That was low."

"Gil, I'm so happy for you." Catherine hugged him as he tried to pull away.

"Catherine…"

"Sorry, I guess only Sara can do that, huh?" She let out a mischievous grin.

Nick hugged Sara and slapped Grissom's back. "Finally you two smartened up. You know for two brilliant people it took you long enough for you to figure out you were perfect for each other."

A few days later Grissom invited Sara over for dinner. They had recently been spending all of their time at Sara's. Grissom picked her up and drove her to his apartment. She smiled as she entered his residence for the first time.

"Nice place you've got here, kind of sparse…"

"Well, I just added something new." He couldn't help but smile.

"What?"

"Oh, why don't you look in the bedroom."

"I don't get dinner first?" Sara grinned.

"Sara…"

"Alright, alright but if it's something freaky I'm leaving, I'm telling you that right now." She pointed a finger at him.

"Just go look."

Sara moved forward to the bedroom and pushed open the door. It was a medium sized grayish room with a large television set and a collection of bugs hanging on a shelf on the wall. In the middle of the room stood the honeymoon suite bed, the bed from the inn.

"Grissom, you…"

"I asked Dottie if I could buy the bed from her." He was behind her, his breath of her neck.

Tears swan at Sara's eyes. "I think that might be the most romantic thing any man has ever done for me. Thank you." She turned to look in his eyes.

"It was special to me, too. Not only do I have you, I have a new life now."

"We need to get snowed in more often." She put her arms around him and kissed him.

"Actually I was thinking of going somewhere a little warmer. Do you feel up to a vacation to Bermuda?"

"Us, go on vacation?"

"Sara, that's not a sentence."

Sara laughed and pushed her body against his. "You want us to go on vacation?"

"Yeah, we both have a lot of time coming to us." He kissed her cheek. "We need time for each other."

"I'd love to go. Just tell me when." Sara traced his neck with her lips.

"Two weeks from now- does that sound good?"

"That's perfect." She pulled away. "Are you going to buy the bed we stay in down in Bermuda?"

"If you want me to." He smiled and took her hand. "Come on, let's eat."

"Oh, okay."

Grissom smirked. "Don't worry we'll revisit the bed later. First let's eat and then maybe we can watch the weather channel."

Sara raised one eyebrow. "The weather channel?"

"Yes, there is suppose to be a report on all the major storms of the last century." He winked at her, the woman he loved. "I thought we could…um…discus them later."

Sara shook her head and took a seat at his kitchen inland. He poured two glasses of wine. "I'd like to make a toast," she said.

"For…"

"To Nick and Catherine and great snowstorms." Sara smiled.

"I would like to make a toast as well," Grissom held up his wine glass. "To Sara Sidle for bringing light into my darkened life."

The wine glasses clinked and the night belonged to two CSI's that finally solved the biggest mystery, what life we be like with each other.

The end.