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A/N: This story was one of the first stories which popped up in my mind, but I never wrote it down, but I'm currently watching season 1 and season 3 reruns and I'm in serious N/S withdrawal. I just had to write this one down. BTW It's Grissom's POV.

Pairing: N/S

Reunion

He was sitting behind his desk lost in thoughts. Today was the day he would see her again. Five years had gone by and he never stopped missing her. He opened his drawer and got out the picture of the team she had been a part of. The picture had been taken a couple of weeks before she left. He had looked at it so many times, but he didn't need to look at it to remember her. He had memorized every single curve and line of her face. His eyes glanced at the rest of his team. They had been more than a team; they had been family until she destroyed it. She had single handedly destroyed his family. He liked to believe this version of what happened. The other version, the truer version, was unbearable to him.

That day she had been so different and he should have noticed it, but he chose to ignore it, like he had done so many times before. Now he knew she had been relieved. Relieved about the decision she had made. The decision, which had changed his life. She had told him in front of the others that she was leaving. Leaving Las Vegas, leaving the lab, leaving the team and most of all leaving him. She couldn't go on living like this. Living her life just to please him. The other members of the team weren't upset. He had realized later on that they had known about her decision. Not that she had told them, but the signs had been so obvious. You had to be blind not to see them. Yes blind, he had been blind when it came to her. He had tried to reason with her, but she didn't want to hear it. She had said her goodbye's to the others and left the room, without turning back. She had left the room and left him watching her leave.

The team fell apart shortly after her departure. One by one they left, except Catherine. Loyal Catherine. He loved her, but only as a friend. The kind of love you feel for your lover was reserved for her.

She hadn't left his life completely. After two years she started sending him Christmas cards, but she never left a return address. The blank spot where she should have written it down stared at him, mocking him. Her messages weren't short. She talked about her work, but she never touched a more personal subject. He knew where she lived. He had stumbled across her address one day. He liked to think he stumbled across it and tried to forget how he had pulled some strings to get it. She was working for the FBI. He felt that was a silent message to him. A message that said she had completely broken with his visions, his ideas.

Today he would see her again and he felt nervous already. He had been nervous since the day he had requested for her to be there. He would receive the key to the city of Las Vegas and the lab had planned a party to celebrate it. He had requested for the whole team to be there, but he had no idea if all of them would be able to make it. He had asked his secretary for the list with names. His heart started racing while he scanned the list of names until he saw her name: "Sara". That was all he wanted to know; she was going to be here.

He wandered into the conference room at the fancy hotel hired by the Las Vegas City Hall. His eyes scanned the room looking for someone familiar, looking for her. Everyone had been given a CSI name tag, but he already knew the name of the person he was looking for. Suddenly his eyes found her, her familiar form. He had to restrain himself from rushing over to her. Then he saw another familiar form, standing next to her. Nick Stokes. He was talking to her animatedly. They were laughing. He had hoped to be the first one of the team to talk to her. Jealousy surged through his body as he witnessed Nick's arm finding his way around her waist.

He felt an arm linking with his. Looking sideways he saw the eyes of his loyal friend. She urged him in their direction, in her direction. He saw her noticing him before he reached them. She smiled nervously at him. The way she had done so many times before. Her smile announced his presence to the other team members. They looked at him smiling brightly. She stepped up to him like he had dreamt so many nights and hugged him. Whispering her congratulations in his ear. She then stepped back not waiting for him to say something back. She stepped back where Nick's arm found his way back around her waist. His eyes wandered to her hand. No wedding band or engagement ring was present. He heard the others talk, but his attention was fixed on her and on the arm around her waist, which annoyed him incredibly.

"Telephone call for Mrs. Stokes." A waiter called out. As she turned around his eyes shot to her name tag. "Sara Stokes" it read.

A/N I'm not sure which people can receive a key to the city, but my friend received one twice, so I figured Grissom could also receive one. Please R&R, your comments are greatly appreciated.