Section 10

[Ok, sorry about the wait G/S fans, I've had another bout of writers block. I should really go to bed before 6am, lol. That might help the thought processes. Anyway. Here's the last chapter. Tell me what you think and thank you for your patience.]

Curtis placed Sara's bag on the floor as they stopped in front of the departure gate. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

"I mean, it's only been a few days." He wasn't sure about her going back to Vegas so soon.

Sara still had her doubts and wasn't looking forward to confronting her friends with why she left. Curtis was worried and Sara knew that, but she couldn't stay, not now, not after all that has happened. It was too good to be true, but it was what was happening.

Grissom returned with their tickets and offered his hand to Curtis. "Thank you." He told the young man.

Taking his hand, Curtis nodded. "Take care of her."

"I will." Grissom turned to Sara and smiled. "Ready?"

She looked between the two men and nodded, only to wrap her arms around Curtis one last time. "I'll call when we land, ok?"

"You do that." He whispered, squeezing her tightly.


Twenty minutes into the flight, Sara turned her head away from the window and looked into the blue eyes that were watching her. She smiled a little and leaned into his side as he wrapped his arm around her. "I'm not sure what to say." She told him softly, confusion coating her voice.

Grissom sighed. "About Catherine?" He felt her nod her head against his shoulder. "I said a lot of things I shouldn't have, but if I didn't say it, she would have kept butting in."

"She must have said something bad to get a reaction from you." Sara said lightly, but frowned. What could Catherine have said to get him to lash out verbally?

"I don't want to repeat it, but she's gotten away with enough already and thinks she knows what's good for me."

"Does she?" Sara asked quietly, moving her head to rest against his chest as he pulled her closer.

He sighed and kissed her hair. "No." He paused. "Maybe, sometimes, but not anymore."

"What changed?"

Grissom chuckled. "I did. You changed me."

Sara smiled at the feel of him laughing and his chest huffing slightly, but she didn't like what he had said. "I don't want to change you." She said seriously. "I-"

"You made me see what I was missing and in doing so, I found my... footing, I suppose."

"When we get back, we are going to be bombarded with questions and possibly called into see Cavallo." Sara informed him, although she knew he understood and had already thought about it.

"Let's take things so." He whispered in her ear. "I promised I'm not going to think about running or anything, and that's exactly what I'm going to do."

The rest of the flight was spent in comfortable silence with the odd kiss or cuddle as the other passengers exchanged conversation.


Sara stood with her cell phone pressed to her ear as they walked from the airport to the taxi rank. Grissom had called for a taxi a few minutes ago when Sara remembered she had to call Curtis. Seeing as they both didn't have their cars and Grissom took a cab from his house the other day, they had no transport.

"It's ok. I forgot I left it there. You can send it later. Say hi to Jaco... bye Curt." She hung up and placed her bag on the bench next to Grissom's.

He looked from his watch to her. "Who is Jaco?"

Sara grinned. "An old friend of Curtis'. They used to work together for a small computer compnay a few years back. Well," She laughed lightly, thinking back to the sound of Curtis' excited voice. "When Curt was leaving the airport, they ran into each other and ended up at a coffee shop."

"Ah." Grissom nodded, understanding. He spotted a taxi approaching and picked up both their bags. "What did you forget?"

"My field kit." She sighed, rubbing her tired eyes.

After packing the bags in the back, they climbed into the warm cab and Grissom gave the driver directions to his townhouse.

"You don't mine, do you?" He asked, worried she would want to go straight to her apartment.

She shook her head and leaned it on his shoulder. "No." She yawned.

Grissom looked down at her and saw her eyes close. "You still tired?" He asked, perplexed.



Sara collapsed onto his couch and groaned tiredly. "I think I could sleep again."

Grissom placed their bags in his room before heading into the bathroom to run a bath. "Well, I need you awake." He told her softly, moving back into the living room to extract her from the couch. "Come on, honey." He pulled her up and felt her lean heavily against him. "Oh no you don't." He chuckled.

"Aww." She grumbled, feeling relaxed and comfortable being lazy and silly around him. "I wanna sleep, where we going?"

"Bathroom." He helped guide her down the hall and into the steaming room.

She giggled. "At least it's not a cold bath. Ok." She breathed in the steam deeply and began unbuttoning her shirt. "Where are we going after I take a bath?"

Grissom stood in front of her and pulled the button of her pants free. "We have work tonight and I wanted to take you out."

"Can't we stay in?" She sighed, but smiled as he abandoned her pants and started pulled off his own clothes. "Ok, we can go out, but we get to bath together." She compromised as he turned to the shower.

He looked at the bath uncomfortably. "I've never shared my bath with anyone." Seeing her frown, he grinned. "But, you're not anyone." He unbuckled his belt and leaned in to press a kiss to her exposed neck and shoulder on his way passed her. "Need some more towels." He explained, leaving the room.


Sitting in the diner across from the lab an hour before shift, Sara narrowed her eyes at the man across from her. "I'm suprisingly impressed."

He looked up and squinted in confusion. "You wanted to go some place else?"

Sara shook her head. "No, I like this diner. It's got to be the best one I've eaten in." She squeezed his knee where her hand rested. "You have something to do before shift?"

Grissom nodded. "Cavallo wants to see me about some kind of confusion with overtime and paypackets." He shrugged uninterestedly. "I hate politics and I talking about irrellevant things when I could be solving a case, or." He paused and covered her hand on his knee, lacing their fingers together. "Spending time with you."

"One flaw." She pointed out, raising her coffee to her lips before continuing. "Paypackets are important or flights to and from Frisco would not be possible, let alone money to by you're precious bugs their food."

"Point taken, but what about overtime?" He licked his lips after taking a bite from his pastry. "That's not something I take lightly, as you know."

Sara grinned. "I know, but overtime can crack or close a case, as you well know." She threw back, laughing when he smirked and chuckled.

"Fine fine. Anyway, I've got paper to push for my first hour of shift, cuz I know I'm going to be there a while. So..." He added, taking another bite of his sugary food. "You, are going to give out assignments for me while Catherine stews."

Looking surprised and unsure, Sara shook her head and pulled her hand from his. "Griss-"

Sighing, he dropped his food back to the plate and wiped his mouth with his napkin. "Listen," He said softly, leaning against the table. "I can't give this responcibility to Warrick. Cavallo wouldn't accept that, not after the scrapes he's gotten into the past year or so. Nicky is not up to it, not yet anyway. And, Catherine, no. She needs to understand that I'm in charge and I will run nightshift my way not hers."


Grissom laughed at the animated look on her face as she wrinked her nose. "You're adorable when you're flustered."

Sara smiled widely and rolled her eyes.

"Come on, I want to walk this food off before we go in." He placed some bills on the table and stood.

She took his hand and pulled herself up. "We should talk about what you're going to say to Catherine."

Grissom nodded. "You too. I should apologise for the things I said about Eddie, but I'm not sure it'll make any difference. Just thinking about what she put you through and the others for the past few months is, well, it angers me."

"How about we talk to her together? It's not what I'd do normally, but I think that part of this whole problem is us. We haven't exactly made life easy for the others." Sara said thoughtfully. She loved her friends, but there was still a strain that had settled on them in the past year and she knew it was partly because of her and Grissom's attitude towards each other.


Grissom was still in his meeting with the director when the beginning of shift began and Sara was growing more uncertain with the trust he had given her. Oh, she could hand out assignments, but the reaction from the others was not what she was looking for.

"Hey Sara." Nick smiled and poured an extra coffee. "How was you're holiday?"

Warrick closed his sports mag and took one coffee from Nick. "Yeah, where'd you go girl? Somewhere hot?"

Sara smiled. "Could say that." She was deffinitly hot when it involved Grissom. Shaking her head slightly to rid herself of the images that popped into her head, she sat down at the table where Nick had placed her coffee. "Thanks."

"Where's Griss?" Nick asked, looking across the room at Catherine.

"Meeting." Sara answered when Catherine shrugged and stood to move to the table.

Nick nodded and sipped his coffee. "So, what we got Cath?"

Catherine opened her mouth to speak, but was politely cut off by Sara.

"Because Griss is busy, he gave me assignments, sorry Catherine."

"No probs." The blonde replied resonabally calmly.

"What we got boss?" Warrick teased.

Sara smiled warmly at them and pull two assignments from her pocket. "Well, young ones," She teased back. "You two kiddies get a robbery gone wrong. A woman was shot. Rumours that it was inhouse, so watch your backs." She hand Warrick the slip. "Cath, you me and Griss, got three DB's at the Luxor. Stabbing from what the police tell me. Brass is waiting on us, but Griss said to get started."

Everyone got to their feet and headed towards the door. "Report to Griss when you see him guys." Sara called to Nick and Warrick as they walked away.

"Sure thing Sara." Warrick called back.

Catherine gathered her coat and moved to stand in front of Sara as she held out the slip. "You primary?" She asked.

Sara shook her head to the blondes surprised. "You out rank me. Griss will take lead when he gets back. You're primary till then."

"Ok. Oh, hey Sara." Catherine said softly.


"Can we talk later, maybe on break or after shift?"

Sara nodded. "Sure."


Grissom parked his car beside Sara's and climbed out, grabbed his field case as his feet touched the ground. "Sara!" He called out as he looked around for her. There were police controlling a crowd at the entrance to the Luxor. Two bodies were lying on the ground.

"Up here!" She shouted from above.

He looked up into the darkness of the night, but squinted at the slight glare of the Luxors lights. "Where?"

"Above you're head!"

"She's on the first floor." Catherine told him. "The third body is up there."

Grissom nodded. "What happened?"


Both Catherine and Grissom turned their heads back to the voice.


"Need you!"

Raising a curious brow at the darkness. "Care to elborate!?"

Silence met him.

"Found a knife!" Sara finally called out.

"Ok, I'll be there in five minutes!" He turned to Catherine. "What happened?" He asked again.

Catherine pointed to the bodies as David started shifting the bodies. "Three stabbing victims. All ID'd and all were seen entering that room up there by a maid about 4 hours ago."

Grissom nodded. "How'd they end up out here?"

"Scuffle. One fell through the window and took the other with him. Both died on impact, too much blood loss." She explained, moving with him as he started walking to the elevators. As they stood in the elevator and Grissom pushed the button, Catherine glanced at him. "Gil?"

He looked at her and nodded. "We can talk later."

She nodded and sighed.

The case was relatively rapped up by the end of shift. All vics worked together and were involved in insurance fraud. Greed killed them all, leaving worthless money behind for their families.


Sara stood in reception waiting for Grissom to get off the phone with the DA. He was called to talk about some court hearings next week. She spotted Catherine and offed the older woman a friendly smile. "Hey."

"Hey. You ready?" Catherine ask, pulled the door open.

"Just waiting for Griss-" Grissom appeared before she could finsh.

He smiled at Sara. "Let's go."

Catherine nodded and led the way out to the diner. Once they were sat down, they order some breakfast and coffee.

"Cath, I'm sorry." Grissom blurted out after the waitress left their coffee.

"No, it's me who should be apologising."

Sara smiled weakly. "We all need to apologise, huh?"

Grissom chuckled, letting the tension affect him as funny. He sipped his coffee and bumped his shoulder with Sara, still looking across the table at Catherine. "We all learn the hard way." He announced.

They all agreed.

"Perhaps we should stop what we're doing and start over." Catherine suggested. "I shouldn't have taken my problems out on you lot, or the rest of the lab. I should have talked to someone ages ago."

Sara shrugged. "Not to mention the explosive environment Griss and I errected over the lab."

Grissom sighed. "Yeah, that too. We've all done something over the past year or so to get on each others nerves and make other's edgy." Turning to look at Sara, he smiled weakly. "Not to mention, unhappy."

They fell into a strange silence as the waitress came back with their food. Appetite was slowly returning as Sara and Grissom ate off eat other's plate like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Catherine found this funny. Even though she had been bitter towards the idea of them getting together, she could see how comfortable they were now. 'Guess they sorted things out.' She smiled. "Tell me." She began. "Where did you go Griss? You didn't say you were upping and leaving for a few days."

"It was two days and no, I didn't tell anybody." He looked at her briefly. "I-I was living my life." He said softly, pushing his food around his plate.

Sara watching his curiously. "Living your life?" She asked.

He nodded and turned to looked at her with a frown. "You didn't see it like that?"

After a few quiet contemplating moments, she nodded and shrugged. "Yeah, I did, just never heard you say it."

"Oh." He smirked and turned back to his food. "Living in order to love." He said thoughtfully, picking up some pancake with his fork.

Sara snickered as he missed his mouth. "Yup, deffinitly living it, all the way down your shirt."

Catherine laughed and passed a napkin to Sara. "Here."

"Thanks." Sara grinned. "Come here." She said as though she were talking to a child.

"I'm not a baby." He sighed, watching her wipe the sugar and sticky syrup from his shirt and chin. "Sara." He sighed again.

She giggled. "I know, but you'll be doing the same in a few months anyway."

Grissom slowly looked up and stared at her as she raised her eyes to his and shrugged her shoulders.

Catherine choked on her coffee and patted her chest as she covered her mouth with her napkin.

THE END, perhaps, I'll think about it.