A/N: Okay, first off, I'd like to dedicate this story to everyone out there that has been affected by the 'events' of this story. (I don't want to give it away, but you'll understand what I mean if you read it.) Particularly my Godfather/Uncle Jeff, Grandma Jane, and Aunt Becky, may they be in peace. To all of the survivors out there who made it through and to all of the families and friends of those who were not as fortunate.

Second, I'm sorry for what I did to Sara in this, but the story was in my head and needed to be written.

Third, all mistakes are mine and that of Microsoft Word which has been known to suck royally. If there's anything really troublesome that I missed please let me know. Also, all of my information might not be completely accurate, so just work with me on that one and be imaginative.

And finally, please read and review. I put a lot of thought into this story, so please let me know what you think of it. I always love your comments, good or bad. Be honest.

Disclaimer: Still just a single mother of two, writing fan fiction. But soon, I promise, I'll own CSI and GSR will be consummated with a live action kiss (at the very least they owe us that!)

That's it. My rant is done. Enjoy the story!

-Surviving-

Chapter One: Perfect

It had seemed that her fairy tale dream had finally come true as she lay in her bed listening to the subtle sounds of her new lover sleeping; the deep breathing; the light murmurs of his dreams, and the steady rhythm of his heart beating beneath her ear.

As much as she tried, she couldn't remember exactly how this had all happened or who initiated it, but she could remember and in vivid detail the overwhelming love, need and devotion that she found in his eyes as he laid her down onto the soft and awaiting mattress. She could remember the nervousness she felt as he entered her, but how she never felt safer in her life. She could remember when he tenderly brushed a stray strand of hair from her face with the lightest touch of his fingertips and the feathery feeling of her lips tingling when he pressed his to hers. She remembered with the utmost fascination how and when the small beads of sweat formed all along the length of her body and he kissed each one away. But perhaps the most memorable moments of their moments together, was when he slowed his movements inside of her and looked directly into her blissful brown eyes and with the all of the adoration and love he felt whispered the words she had long to hear for years.

"I love you Sara."

And as a single tear streamed down her cheek from the truth she saw in his blue depths, he tenderly wiped it away and kissed her softly.

"I love you too." She whispered back with a loving smile as she spilled her soul into him with her returning kiss.

Everything seemed to be perfect. He loved her and she loved him. There were no more walls around their hearts or rules that needed minding or fears that overruled the heart, it was now just them, together finally, after all the time they wasted, lying in each other's loving embrace.