I about knocked him over.
Sorry Nick, but…
Change that. I'm not sorry.
I have to get to the break room.
Stopping at the door, breathless.
There she is.
In jeans and a snug tank top.
Her luscious brown hair tumbling down her shoulders.
Slowly she makes her way to me.
And stops.
She touches my face.
I can't take it.
My turn for a smoldering kiss in the middle of the hall.
Everyone's watching my composure crack and break right in front of them.
For once, I don't care.
My Sara is in my arms.
My Sara is home.
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The break room hasn't changed much.
It smells like Greg's coffee.
I began to wonder who stole it,
Because it used to be me.
When Grissom stood in the doorway
In a black polo shirt
Black pants
Black shoes
And those blue eyes
I smile.
Slowly making my way to him
I reach up to touch his face
Then I'm pulled into those strong arms
His lips pressed to mine
His composure cracking in front of the entire team
Apparently he didn't care.
For once I know what true happiness feels like
Because I'm home
In Gil's arms