Disclaimer: Nope, no claims to CSI.

She said he didn't have to.

He said he knew that.

She said it was too much.

He said she was worth it.

She said it was beautiful.

He said she was more so.

She said she loved him.

He said she was the love of his life.

And when she finally ran out of words, he claimed her lips in a kiss so achingly sweet that all remaining thoughts left her mind. With a bit of reluctance and protest from her, he broke the kiss and took her hand in his. "Why don't we go to bed, Mrs. Grissom?"

A/N: To clarify, the setting of this drabble takes place after Sara/Grissom get married, so she's referring to her wedding ring.