Disclaimer: I don't own it.

This story was written by me and a friend of mine, Jacquie. We hope you enjoy our joint effort. This is going to be a long one. We would like to thank our wonderful Beta SidleChick. Good job, KC! And thanks again.


Chapter 1

Grissom closed the door behind him and turned off the lights. Sara joined him in the hallway outside his office. Sara said to Grissom, "Didn't think this night was ever going to end."

Grissom didn't respond at first. He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. Finally he said, "Night, Sara." He started walking away from her.

"Griss, the rest of the gang is going for breakfast. Want to come?" Sara asked shyly knowing that Grissom would probably decline, but she had to try. The gang had left it up to her to ask because Grissom had been more and more sullen since Nick's ordeal with being buried alive. Something was eating him, they all knew it. Little did they realize that Sara was eating at him.

Grissom tried to smile. "No thanks. I uh..I have to be somewhere."

"Ok. If you change your mind, we will be at the diner across the street." Sara looked at him as he walked away and just shook her head. Why couldn't he be open with her like he used to before the whole asking him out to dinner thing. She knew that he felt something. She just didn't know how to bring it up to him again. She couldn't stand to be turned down again, not by him, he meant to much to her.

As Grissom got closer to the door, he stopped, the doctor's words still echoing in his ears. You have to reach out, Grissom.

"Sara, wait up."

You can still be around her without being in love...she doesn't need you, she's just being nice. Grissom let his thoughts wonder.

She walked toward him. Maybe he changed his mind. "Griss, you want something?"

"I'll come."

"Let's go, the gang is all there." She pulled Grissom's arm slowly when he made no move to move toward the door. "Come on, I 'm starving." Grissom let her pull him toward the door even as a voice in his head screamed at her to let go of him. Hoping his voice sounded normal, he said "You can drive."

"Drive? I told you it was across the street. We've got legs, let's walk." Sara calmly looped her arm through Grissom's. She felt him tense then relax so she let her arm remain. "So, what changed your mind?"

Grissom carefully slid his arm out of hers and walked along, shrugging "Just felt like having breakfast, no big deal."

They walked into the diner and looked for the team. "I was about an hour late getting here. Thought they would still be here. Guess they left already. Still wanna eat, Grissom?"

Say yes. Please say yes. It's not like I am going to jump you here in public, she thought with a wry smile.

Grissom mentally sighed, even as he accepted her invitation. He half-expected her boyfriend of the moment to show up. He ushered her a table near the window.

There was an awkward silence at the table. Sara didn't know what to say to the man sitting with her. She took a gamble. "So Grissom, why didn't you tell us you were losing your hearing?"

She knew this wasn't the best way to start. Breakfast hadn't even been served and she was already risking making him mad. Now why did I go and say that? She looked a way disgusted with herself.

Grissom looked startled at the question. "Who told you?" he asked softly.

"No one. I was there with you the day you testified. Why else would that attorney have to repeat her question like she did? There are other instances too, but do we really need to play that game? I know it now for sure. You just admitted it. Griss, why didn't you tell us? We care about you. You are important to our team." You are important to me. Why can't you see that?

Grissom didn't know how to answer that. He stared at his coffee. The waitress brought them menus.

"Forget it. I'm tired. I'm no longer hungry. See you at shift tonight, Grissom." Sara got up and walked outside. She was headed home.

"Sara..." Grissom followed her out. "Sara, please wait."

"Why?" She demanded.

"I'd like to explain..

She just stared at him, waiting for him to explain. He didn't say anything, so she turned to walk away again.

"Sara... if you don't like my explanation you can walk away, but just hear me out." He took a breath as he took his hand off her arm.

"Ok, Griss. I'm listening. Are we going to do this here or should we go back in?" Sara asked hoping he would make another suggestion. She didn't want to sit in the diner or stand outside it for that matter. She wanted to walk. "Let's take a walk, the park is just up there. Let's walk, OK?"

Grissom's stomach was tying in knots, but he nodded his head in agreement. "I...when I first found out I was scared, Sara." He was looking at the ground, not at her.

"You could always talk to me about everything before I moved here. We talked on the phone every week. Why did all that change? Did you think we would see you as not whole?" Sara asked him as the walked to the park.

"I did," Grissom was surprised to hear himself admit it. "I wasn't sure how I was going to cope."

"Do you think what you did was right, Keeping me in the dark? I wouldn't care if you were deaf, dumb, or blind, Grissom, you still matter to me. " Sara told him and looked him straight in the eye. "Why do you think that I asked you out? Do you think that I just wanted a one time thing?"

"I'd never think that of you, Sara," Grissom told her honestly.

"Good. So why did you turn me down? I know you feel something. I can feel it when you look at me and when you think I am not paying attention to you. I can see you. Why do I make you scared?"

Grissom didn't know whether to laugh or kiss Sara for being so perceptive.

Sensing she wasn't going to get an answer, she turned back toward the crime lab and started to head back. I won't play his games anymore.

"I made a mistake, Sara. But I understand if you don't want to fool with me anymore."

Grissom walked off in the opposite direction.

Sara stopped in her tracks and walked toward Grissom. Ran after him is more like it. She caught him and pulled him around to her. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him hard. "Not fool with you anymore? You are joking, right? I love you."

Grissom didn't know what to say.

Not getting a response of any kind, Sara's shoulders slumped. "I give up." With that she walked away from him. The walk back to the lab was a blur. She made herself wait until she was in her car to cry. She started the engine and headed for home. After reaching home, she checked her messages. You have one new message.