Together Forever

Summary: Sara and Greg Romance. Twits and Turns. That's all I am telling you. This is PG-13, but has the possibility of being higher later. Spoilers will be announced at the beginning of the respective chapters.

Chapter One: It's Just Work

Spoilers: Pretty much the thing that happened that brought Sara to Las Vegas Crime Lab to begin with. Other than that everything should be fine.

It had been a slow night. Nick and Warrick were playing "Go Fish." Catherine was nursing her coffee. Greg was in the Morgue, and Sara was going in there to check on him.

He was on a gurney attempting to look dead. When Sara caught a glimpse of him, she freaked. He immediately jumped off and ran to the locker room after her. He bent down in front of her and put his hand on top of hers.

"Sara?"

"I'm fine. Just go away." She replied coldly.

"Sara, I wanted to see what it was like."

"Well you did that. Now please leave me be." She tried again.

"I'm not leaving. I wasn't trying to scare anyone. Doc Robins didn't have anything to do, so he assisted me."

"Greg, it's nothing. Just let it go and leave me here" Sara said turning from him.

"A reaction like that isn't "nothing". It's something. Why'd it freak you out so bad?"

"Greg, just drop it."

She got up and left the locker room. He sat there for a few minutes trying to figure it out on his own. He knew how he felt about her. I mean come on. She was sweet. She loved her work. She was good at it. She was very beautiful and at the same time seductively sexy. All she had to do was touch his shoulder and he went shivering. He knew all this. His mind was processing all of this. He knew she had this whole refusal of opening up to people thing. She didn't let people in, but he had this whole thing of admitting how he felt. So, it sort of balanced out. The problems they could work on together if he could ever get the words to come out right. He took to flirting because it was easy. There was one problem. She was hung up on Grissom. She'd been through a lot. He knew it all to well.

He stood and went into the break room. He saw Sara sitting on the couch by herself. The others didn't think of it as something was wrong. He went over and sat beside her.

"I think we need to talk." Greg stated quietly.

"Leave it alone, Greg." She whispered.

She didn't want to draw attention to them. She didn't want the others questioning them. She was used to seeing dead people, but never someone she knew. Someone she worked with. Someone, who she was growing partially close to, she was growing sort of fond to seeing. He was starting to get to her. She was smiling more around him. Sure she liked Grissom, but couldn't she have Greg as a friend. Something deep inside loved messing with him, driving him crazy and loving every minute of the reaction she got from him because of it. She heard him sigh.

"Give me five minutes and then come to the morgue." She whispered.

He watched his watch. Meanwhile, Sara was taking the position Greg had had earlier. When Greg walked in, he jumped. He understood now the reaction he had given her unintentionally. He knew why it had bothered him though. He loved her…he just couldn't bring himself to say it. She sat up and looked at him.

"Sara, I-I'm sorry." He said sympathetically.

"Like I said it's fine. I just-don't ever do that to me again."

He nodded.

"Let me make it up to you?"

"That's not necessary." She said.

He helped her off the gurney. They walked out together. Shift would end soon. He had to do something. He felt really bad for scaring her. He looked at her.

"Can I buy you a coke?"

She laughed.

"Greg, I'm fine. You just startled me as all. I don't walk into the morgue and expect to find someone I know lying on one of those things. I see people on them all the time…I just-" She cut off trying to maintain her outward no one gets personal image.

"I understand. I am really sorry. I won't do it again"

"I think I know a little how Grissom felt because of Holly."

"Can't I make it up to you?"

He really wanted to make her feel better. He hadn't meant to startle her, or freak her out. He was just curious.

"I'm fine, Greggo. Come on; let's go get some of your famous coffee." She said with a reassuring smile.

He nodded. Everything was going to be ok. He had given her a little fright, but she seemed ok. If she wasn't, he'd do everything in his power to make sure she would be. He smiled at her. He was in love with her smile.

TBC...