Title: When You Think of Me

Rating- PG

Summary: Grissom lets Sara have his heart, but at the end he doesn't want to end up hurting hers and makes a decision.

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI, or the song in this fanfic.

It is by Mark Wills, called When you Think of Me.

You look so peaceful sleepin,

You don't know that I'm leaving, but I'm gone.

Well I did my best to beat em, but in my head, the demon said, move on.

You wake up your gonna curse my name.

But as some time goes by I hope and pray.

As he looked at her face glowing in the moonlight he couldn't help wonder if what he was doing was the right choice.

He loved Sara, and always would. She was the only one for him and he knew it, but she deserved so much better than what he had to give her.

When you think of me,

Remember the way that I used to be.

Remember the times I held you, tenderly.

Remember the way that I loved you.

He would and could never forget Sara, she was always in his heart, and always would have his heart.

I think about the night I met you, I swore Id never forget you, well I wont.

I think about the way you'll live and breath,

Inside my dreams forever.

You'll be better when I'm gone, you'll be better when I'm gone.

Cause I know your gonna fall in love again.

I'm sorry this is how it has to end.

When you think of me,

Remember the way that I used to be.

Remember the times I held you, tenderly.

Remember the way that I loved you.

That night he made a decision, and it was the hardest one of his life.

He already had his bags packed and a one way ticket to California.

He already was missing the gentle touch of her lips to his.

As I pick up these bags and turn around

I say a little prayer and hope somehow.

When you think of me, remember the way that I used to be.

Remember the times I held you, tenderly.

Remember the way that I loved you.

When you think of me, remember the way that I used to be.

Remember the times I held you, tenderly.

Remember the way that I loved you.

Oh, when you think of me, when you think of me

When you think of me, when you think of me.

The sound of the door closing behind him only made the reality of what he was doing worse.

But he knew he had to do it, because he loved her.

Hey ya'll I might write a sequel to this, but I don't know yet.

I hope you liked it, FEEDBACK please!

Thanks for reading.

Ash