She's tempting fate. Playing with fire. They were doomed from the beginning, and they still are. As long as the world turns, they can never be.

What makes it worse is that she knows this. That every time he smiles at her, her fantasy is shattered, because she knows this. It's silly, really, anyway. A schoolgirl crush. He's much older than her. Of course, after Grissom, many would say she has a taste for older men. But the point is it's silly, and it shouldn't be eating at her like this.

It is, though, which is why she's sitting by his bed now, clutching at his hand, and spilling out everything. Her family, her troubles with Grissom and how she thinks they happened too late, how it's him she loves. Leaving out how she hopes to God that he's unconscious and can't hear a word she's saying.

And then she's gone, off to dinner with Grissom, the one she's supposed to love, but not the one she dreams about and thinks about when they kiss.

She's tempting fate. Playing with fire. They were doomed from the beginning, and they still are. As long as the world turns, they can never be.