Can't make up my mind where I want THEIR NEW LIFE to go so I am putting it on the back burner. This story is one I posted a while on BOARDRATS, I have decided to add some "adult content" it a little and add incorporate a few new ideas. I hope you all read and enjoy.

Chapter 1

His final case had been solved, his office cleared out, his good byes said. He walks down the hall toward the door for the last time. As he goes he sees each of his coworkers, he smiles as he remembers a special memory. He will miss them but he knows he has to go, he knows where he belongs and it is not in Las Vegas. He makes one more stop before he heads to the airport.

A tear falls from his eye as he stands looking at Warrick's final resting place, "I shall miss you most of all." Gil pulls in a deep breath, lets it out slowly and gets in the cab, "Airport now?" the cabby asks. "Yes," is all Gil says.

One hour later he is in the air, Vegas and his old life is behind him. He is heading for his future. He travels by plane, car, and boat and now he was walking. Looking at all the insects on the path, he started to sweat; he remembered how hot and humid a rainforest can get.

Just ahead he could hear voices, he was getting close. One more turn and he is standing in the clearing. He could see her, she looked so beautiful. He was not sure how she would react, he had not told her he was coming.

She had told him she had been waiting for him to make a decision. His decision had been made; he loved her and could not live without her. He did not know what to say, he was about to say something when she turned, the look on her face told him all he needed to know.

He went straight to her and wrapped his arms around, they kissed. "I have decided - nothing in this world is more important then you. Tears fell from her eyes, "Someplace in my heart I knew you would come."

Chapter 2

"This had better be Dr. Grissom," a very distinguished gentleman said coming over to them.

Sara blushed, "Gil this is Dr. William Petersen. He is …." Sara got no further as Gil shook his hand, "Dr. Petersen, I have read so much about you. Sara you did not tell me that Dr. Petersen was the Botanist you were talking about."

"GIL?" he said, "Your fella is Dr. Gilbert Grissom? Heavens young lady, you should have said so. Welcome aboard."

Sara stood there totally confused. Then she smiled as they talked. But what most surprised her was the fact that Gil never took his arm away from her waist.

Finally she said, "I had no idea you two knew each other."

"By reputation only," Gil said.

"And it will be a privilege to work with you," Dr. Petersen said.

"Sara, show Dr. Grissom around," he said. "Thanks. And it is Gil," Grissom said. "Billy," the other gentleman said.

Grissom took Sara's hand as she gave him a brief tour of the campsite and introduced the others.

"This is Kyle Anderson, Jetta Morrison, Carson Hudson and Dallas Petersen. Dallas is Billy's son. They are studying under Dr. Petersen," Sara said. Gil shook each of their hands.

"This is Isaac North, Emma Ford, Josie Russell and Richard Evens," she said. "They work with me."

"And these are your students, Allen Ledford, James Franks, Molly Stephens, and Mary Ford. Mary is Emma's sister. This is Dr. Grissom," she told them all.

"Kyle, Allen and Isaac are the senior students," Sara said. "They are in charge when we are not here. The students stay here at the campsite." She went on to say.

"I will leave you with your students," she told him, "I will be back to get you so we can have lunch together."

She started to go, "Sara," he called. She turned to him. "You are forgetting something," he said. He took her in his arms and kissed her. "Love you," he said. "Me too."

She walked away smiling, the OLD Gil Grissom would never do anything like that in front of anyone let along strangers. "I think I am going to like the NEW Gil Grissom," she said.

At lunch Gil and Sara walked into the dinning hall hand in hand. "You have got to be Dr. Grissom," a very lovely woman about Sara's age said.

"Gil, this is Jorja, Dr. Petersen's wife," Sara said.

"Nice to finally meet you," she said, "Billy had not stopped talked about you all morning."

They all sat and ate. During the meal Gil told them how he and Sara meant, about their time together in the crime lab and about the rest of the team. Tears fell freely as he told them about Warrick.

Sara had never heard him talk so much. He seemed so relaxed.

"You two have quite a history," Jorja said. "A very rocky start," Gil said. "And all my fault too," he added.

Gil spent the rest of the day getting to know his students.

It was near 8 in the evening when Sara found him. "Time to go," she told him. "See you all in the morning," he said. Sara and the Petersen's had rooms at the Los Lagos hotel.

Gil had left the rest of his things in the lobby storage area. Because he was not sure of her reaction, he did not want to assume they would be together, he only hoped they would.

As they walked toward the hotel Sara took his hand and headed for a room. "I took the liberty of having your things put in OUR room," she said. "I hope you don't mind." Gil put his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him, "You know I don't."

In the room Sara pulled back the curtains that covered a large window. "I love this view," she said. Off in the distance they could see a volcano. "We even have our own terrace," she added. "I love this view," he said pulling her into his arms and kissing her passionately. Sara smiled at him, "I think we both need a shower first."

Sara had stepped into the shower/tub combination; she was washing her hair when she felt his hands on her back. He put his arms around her and kissed the back of her neck, he let his hands roam all over her body.

She turned to face him and smiled as she handed him the body wash. He put some on his hands he tenderly, slowly washed her. He spent extra time on her breasts, massaging them and playing with her nipples.

He took the shower head off the bracket and rinsed her, then his lips replaced his hands. There kisses were passionate, their need for each other almost overpowering. Their hands found special places on each others body that brought intense pleasure.

Gil could not contain what was burning deep inside him. He balanced her as she but her feet on each side of the tub, then he positioned himself so her could enter him. It took him no time to release himself. She smiled as she kissed him.

They stepped from the tub and went to the bedroom.

"I'm sorry," Gil said. "For what?" Sara questioned. "For THAT," Gil said, "It was so rushed and I know it did not please you. I just couldn't wait, I darn near took you right there at the camp site."

Sara giggled. "Now," Gil said kissing her tenderly, "I want to make love to you."

Nothing this time was rushed as Gil took a towel and was tenderly drying her, softly kissing everyplace he had dried. Gil slowly and tenderly kisses his way from her lips to her breasts, he stopped there for a time and paid special attention to each nipple. Gil kissed and licked from Sara's breasts to that soft mound of dark curly hair. He opened her legs and after inhaling her intoxicating scent he concentrated on that very sensitive, soft warm spot.

He used lots of tiny kisses and his tongue on her throbbing pink nub and his fingers placed perfectly into her opening to take her to the peak. Over the years that they had been together he knew how to make her ride that peak for an extended period of time. He also knew when she had to be released, and he did, lovingly tasting all she had to offer. Her body trembled as she whispered his name. He brought himself back up to her lips. All the while he was inside her he continued to plant tiny kisses on her face and gently caressed her face.

He continued to move inside her, using his speed to control his climax. After a time he could no longer control himself, he yearned for and achieved his release also. He exploded deep within her.

With all the strength gone from him he lay on her chest, kissing her while she kissed the top of his head.

When his strength returned he rolled from her and scoped her into his arms. Neither could talk, she lay her head on his shoulder and slept.

The next morning the alarm woke him, he smiled at the feel of her body next to his. He had not slept so soundly in a long time. "Morning love," he said kissing her. They were getting ready for breakfast when Gil suddenly chuckled. "What is it love," she asked. "For the first time in – well I can't remember when – I am looking forward to getting my work day started. Sara, I have never been happier," he said. "This place is …." "Heaven?" she said. He just nodded his head as he took her hand and walked out the door