A/N- This is it. The last chapter. I wanted to wrap any loose ends with this chapter and then some. :D I hope you all enjoyed it.

A few weeks had gone by and Eve was home from the hospital, waiting for Greg to come home from work. She had another migraine brewing, which was something her doctor told her would probably be a frequent thing for her now due to the injuries she had suffered. Her doctor told her she was actually lucky she had not had worse affects from the head injuries.

Once the doctor had said it was okay for Greg to tell her what really happened, he did. When he told her, nothing had triggered her memory of it.

She had been shocked that Aaron James had been stalking Greg. She was a bit mad at Greg though, for not telling her at the time about his suspicions of Aaron following them. She let him know that maybe if she had known about him, she might have noticed him at some point too. She knew she lay a bit of a guilt trip on Greg, but she wanted a truthful relationship, especially when it concerned their well beings.

Greg had promised to tell her about anything that would concern her or their relationship in the future. He knew she had a point when she said she would have been more cautious of her surroundings had she known about Aaron James.

She wasn't able to stay mad at him for long, though, once she found out how his arm ended up in the sling. She had heard from Greg's friend, Nick, how much he had been affected by her being in a coma too. Nick even had advised her to take it easy on him.

Her brother had gone back home after he knew that she was feeling better. He still called her daily to make sure she was truly okay.

She planned on going back to work on a limited basis soon. She, like Greg, was growing bored with being at home all the time. Greg had gone back to work a couple days after she had recovered from the coma. She told him to go back because she could see he needed to be back there. Anytime he spoke with one of his co-workers on the phone she could see he missed it.

Eve popped one of her migraine pills into her mouth to thwart the oncoming one. She went to the sofa and lied down until Greg came. Greg was taking her out someplace when he got home. He had been doing little things for her ever since she had been home again. Yesterday he had brought home flowers for her. The day before he took her out for a nice meal. She was almost becoming embarrassed by all the attention he was giving to her.

She ended up falling asleep on the sofa while she waited for him. When she woke up he was still not home. She figured he got caught up at work. She turned on the TV and caught the local news channel. They were on the crime beat report and they were showing the investigators on the scene of a murder in Henderson. She always found herself trying to see if Greg was there. A few times she had spotted him, this time she did not. She did see Sara and his boss, Grissom, working this particular scene.

The next thing they showed caught her attention. They mentioned that the preliminary hearing for Aaron James case was coming up the next week. They showed his photo and then were showing photos of the car used to hit her. She had seen the photos before but nothing triggered her memory. However this time it was different; she remembered.

She was leaving late that evening from a night out with some friends at one of the hotel clubs. She left them early, saying she was tired and headed out to the parking garage. It played back in her head. She was walking to her car. She heard a car engine revving. She heard the car headed in her direction. She turned to look and barely had time to register the black car coming at her, when it hit her. Then she remembered nothing except waking up in the hospital.

She shivered at the memory. She wrapped her arms around herself. The coldness of the act now that she could remember it really bothered her. So much so, she did not even hear Greg come in.

Greg saw her face pale and her arms wrapped around herself. "Eve, what's wrong," his voice sounding concerned.

She turned her head and saw him. "I remember what happened, " she said in a haunted voice.

Greg came over and sat down next to her. "Can you tell me what you remember?"

She nodded her head and told him exactly what she remembered.

"I really did not think about how cold and calculated the act had been until I remembered seeing that car come directly at me," she said after she told him her memories.

"I'm so sorry, Eve. It should have never happened. I should have put a restraining order against him or something."

Eve could see the guilt in Greg's soulful eyes. "We've been over this several times. Stop blaming yourself already before I make you regret it." She gave him a little mischievous smile, not wanting to dwell on the incident again.

He noticed her grin and matched it. "You know threats like that turn me on."

She rolled her eyes at him. "Please, anything turns you on." She giggled.

He chuckled but turned a bit more serious again. "I have to ask, did you see his face at all? Can you picture him at all?"

She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to picture the driver, but all she remembered was seeing the car. She opened her eyes and shook her head. "No, nothing, but you have enough evidence against him without me identifying him, right?"

"Yeah we do. It just would have been a final nail in his coffin, you know what I mean."

"Yes, I do. So, um, changing the subject, how was your day at work?"

"It was good. I found a key piece of evidence at a murder scene. It linked the suspect to the murder. The detective brought him in for questioning and the guy slipped up and ended admitting to the murder."

"That's great. Glad to hear things are going well at work for you. Now, where are you taking me today?"

"You had a nap, didn't you," he grinned at her, knowing she usually was more chipper lately after having one.

She frowned at him. "I have become that predictable, huh?"

He rubbed her shoulder in comfort. "No, you just seem rested. No migraine today?"

"Well I had one starting and I took my meds and napped." She shrugged.

"Oh I see, but it is gone now, right?" He asked, as he was worried about her.

"Yep, I am fine now."

"Okay then, I am going to take a quick shower and we'll go."

As he started to get up, she yanked him back down. "Where are we going," she demanded.

He just grinned. "It is a surprise."

She frowned at him. "Do I need to dress up for this surprise?"

He looked at what she was wearing; a turquoise blue blouse with some beading on it and a black pair of cropped pants. "You look fine, as always." He gave her one of his 1000-kilowatt smiles.

"Fine, whatever. Just go take your shower. I will be waiting." She shooed him off.

Greg was so glad she was back home. He had missed her spunky attitude. She was easy to kid around with and he liked that. Even after all she had been through, she still remained positive.

After Greg had taken his shower and put on a pair of black slacks and a burnt orange colored, button down shirt, he told Eve he was ready.

Greg was unusually quiet while he drove to the mystery location. Eve wondered what he was up to this time around. They were heading southeast out of the city. Eve started to make guesses as to where they were going.

"Uh, we wouldn't happen to be going on our missed trip to Lake Mead, would we?"

Greg glanced over at her. "Getting warmer."

She pursed her lips together. "You know I do not like surprises much."

"I'm sure you will like this one, though," Greg grinned.

"Fine, fine! I'll play along for now." She folded her arms and pouted playfully at him.

After about another 20 minutes, she started to recognize where they were. "Wait? You aren't taking me to…no way!" She looked in awe as they pulled into the Green Valley Ranch Resort. "I've always wanted to go here."

He looked over at her with a devilish grin. "I know!"

She eyed him suspiciously. "How do you know? I never told you."

"I'm an investigator. It's my job to know things."

"Yeah crime scene stuff. Who did you talk to? Wait, let me guess, Jessica."

Greg shook his head as he parked the car. "I do not reveal my sources."

"You know, we could leave if you do not want to have a day at the spa. I just thought you might like it but…"

Eve cut him off before he could finish. "Oh no!! We are going!"

Greg laughed and opened the door to get out. He thought it would be odd for him to go to a spa, after Jessica had suggested it to him when he asked her about something special Eve would like. He spoke to Chad and he had said that he had taken his girlfriend a few times on a spa day. He told Greg it was wonderful and lots of guys did it with their girlfriends.

They had Swedish massages and spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing in the sauna and by the pool. Greg had secretly packed a bag for both of them with their swimwear. Greg had also made dinner reservations for the evening. He picked this day since he was off of work for two days. He told his co-workers his plan and they said they would not bother him.

He stared at Eve, who looked very refreshed and radiant in the mint green sundress she purchased earlier at the resort's boutique. She just kept raving about how much she enjoyed the day so far.

Greg started feeling nervous towards the end of the meal. Eve did not notice. She was feeling too relaxed and enjoying her glass of wine.

Eve finished the last bit of her Carmel Crème Brule. She sighed happily. "Greg, this has been the most amazing day. Thank you so much. No wonder why I love you so much, even if Jessica did give you the idea," she winked.

Greg bowed his head a bit, feeling embarrassed and anxious. "I just wanted to make a really special day for us."

"Well you have succeeded," she smiled broadly at him.

"Good. I just hope the next thing goes as well." Greg's hands felt clammy as he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out the small, black velvet box.

He took a steadying breath and took Eve's hand across the table. He gazed into her dark green eyes. He was so nervous. He had never done anything like this before.

"Eve, after all that has happened over the last month, I realized I need you in my life. And I was kind of hoping to make it permanent."

Eve now knew why Greg had been quieter during the meal. She felt butterflies in her stomach as he pulled the small box and opened it up to reveal an emerald shaped diamond ring.

"Eve, will you marry me?" Greg's eyes were hopeful as he watched her stare at the ring.

She lifted her moist eyes to him. "Yes, of course I will." She leaned over the table and kissed him.

He slipped the ring on her finger after the kiss. She looked at it on her hand for a moment, hardly believing what had just happened. She really did not think he was thinking about marriage at all, but he surprised her for sure and this one she loved.

"So you like it," Greg laughed as she continued to stare at it.

Her eyes met his. "I love it, but not as much as I love you."

Greg eyes sparked with playfulness. "You think you can prove it to me back in our room?"

Her own mischievous smile emerged. "I can prove it and then some." She got up and started heading to the room, with Greg right behind her.