A/N: Can you believe it? I'm back and writing something that actually follows the timeline of the real show and not some made up one! I just couldn't resist this little fic when I first found out that Sara was returned and SPOILER: her and Grissom were married. When has that ever stopped me before? I actually have another thought in my head and its filled with Drama!

Hope you enjoy this one.

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He knew she was coming back, it was mentioned in the office memo due to short staff Sara Sidle had been offered a job as a part time investigator with the option to go full time if she so wanted. Catherine had also told everyone on night shift in the regular staff meeting and went over the memo.

His stomach rolled and turned almost making him sick, he wasn't sure he could handle this again knowing what he now knew. She was always unattainable but that had been part of the wild chase knowing that at any giving moment she could or would give in and finally see the light and they would date.

When Grissom came into picture - he was always on the side lines of this crazy game of cat-mouse game more like the cheese if you will. The mouse (Sara) she was sneaky he had to give her that, and her his prey avoiding the cat (Greg) for so long and any other cat like creatures that she finally was rewarded with the cheese (Grissom) which sadly put an permanent end to the game.

He was bitter for a while but soon gave up trying and just be happy that she was actually his friend even if he wanted more. When she left it had been for the best, he always wondered if it was because one too many had found out of the supervisor-employee relationship, if she had no choice in the matter and played it like she really was done with all the death they dealt with on a daily basis.

His heart sank a little when he discovered Grissom was leaving – his main reason he missed Sara too much and she was pushing for a ring – everyone knew about the video she sent him. Him too playing on the vice he'd had enough of the lonely life.

Why couldn't they just admit they wanted to be with each other? Why hold on to the silly notion that work had finally burned them out? For that he didn't have an answer.

So on the night she started back he'd actually forgotten that she was back working there. A couple of months ago had felt like it would be forever before she began working and he'd concentrated on the thought that it was so far away that if finally ended up biting him in the ass and was at a loss for words when he saw her and then saw it.

The ring she had so desperately craved from day one – she wouldn't admit it to anyone of course that was very un- Sara like. It was there on her left hand, third ring finger like any other wedding band should. It caught the light as she hugged a few, big grin on her face as she joked with some and teased others.

Greg found himself going in the opposite direction towards the exit where she was overpowering everything with her Sidle scent that others couldn't smell but he knew it was there it chased him outside as he gulped in the air trying to clear his head.

She was supposed to be his.

Not Grissom.

Not anyone else.

His.

Then why was she in there attempting to hide the ring that everyone knew it was only a matter of time before she got that wasn't his?

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For the following weeks after he was beaten up and released from the hospital that was a funny memory of himself trying to put on his pants with two cracked ribs. Sara was always there watching over him, in his living room while he slept just in case he needed something he couldn't reach.

He'd come to depend on her and for one crazy fleeting second he thought this was her way of telling him she wanted to give things a shot, but as he got better her visits got shorter and shorter until he actually had to call her and see if she wanted to hang out and soon she would tell him she couldn't she was busy or some other little lie that covered up the truth that she was with him.

To breathe in the Sidle scent was unlike anything he'd ever imagined and he relaxed every time he smelled it before he found out about Grissom then he put his guard up and wouldn't breathe in so deep as he usually would when she was around.

A lot had changed since she left and after Warrick's death, he was the loner getting his own cases and the polite hello's and goodbye's if someone from his team happened to see him. He never the got middle of shift just popped in to say hello like Sara always would.

It wasn't until she had left that he'd come to the conclusion she was his everything.

He could deal with this, he'd been dealing with her absence ever since she left. He could do this. Taking one final calming breath of something that was not the infamous Sidle scent he gave himself the little pep talk that she wasn't any more special to him than say Nick or Hodges. (A lie but one he tried to believe for the sake of his well being).

She was just an old friend back for the time being, things would be awkward and he would be weirded out if they weren't.

Yes he could do this.

He slowed his movements when he noticed the little party that had gathered in Catherine's office and slowed his pace to a snails crawl so everyone cleared out, it was better if they did this one on one as to not embarrass either of them. Catherine had just walked out when he neared her office – it was now or never.

Holding his breathe he opened the door – he would not let the scent play tricks on him, he said the words that started it all.

"Hello Sara"