Sara pulled in a deep breath as she took the doorknob in her hand, how she hated the idea of seeing Dr. Hudson. She still wasn't sure why she hated psychologist so much - after all - she must have seen over a hundred of then in her life time. Maybe she just hated having anyone stick their nose in her business.

Oh well, this was mandatory blah … blah … blah.

"You suffered an enormous psychological trauma," Ecklie had told her after her little "incident" with Natalie Davis.

Grissom had told her he would go with her if she needed him, she had smiled and told him she was a big girl and could handle any shrink the department had to throw at her.

"Sara," Grissom had said that morning, "Catherine can handle things at the lab."

Sara kissed him, "I love you too. Go, I'll see you later."

Reluctantly he left, he wanted to be with her. Grissom had vowed that he would never let anything or anyone hurt his beloved Sara again and that included him. Grissom know that a lot of her pain was caused by his indecision, "She will always know how I feel," he had told himself.

Sara sat in front of an elderly gentleman who adjusted his glasses and fiddled with his pen for a few minutes before starting the session.

"Were you bullied as a child?" he asked.

Sara smiled, "Well I was the only six year old in third grade - the only sixteen year old to graduate valedictorian in the history of my high school - the only eighteen year to win a full scholarship to the University of California and a scholarship to attend Harvard. So the answer to that question would be YES."

Sara was being more sarcastic then she needed to be but, she did want to be here either.

"You consider yourself a genius?" the doctor asked.

"I consider myself normal," Sara said, emphasizing the "I", "It's all the tests that say I am."

The psychologist adjusted his glasses again and coughed.

"After school, what did you do?" he asked.

"I wanted do all the things I missed growing up," Sara said.

"Drugs. Alcohol. Sex?" he asked.

"Never drugs," Sara said, a little ashamed of the other two.

Dr. Hudson shifted in his chair, "What about relationships?"

"Oh boy, here it comes," Sara thought. "Male or female?" Sara asked, already knowing the answer.

"Let's start with family," the doctor said.

Sara shook her head, "What family? My father was abusive, my mother killed him and I was raised in foster care."

The doctor wrote something down, "And men?"

"Men were a means to an end," Sara said.

The doctor looked at her over his glasses.

"I used them, pretty much the way MOST men use women," she said, leaving the rest of it up to his imitation.

"All men?" the doctor asked.

Sara snickered, she knew he was taking about Grissom. "I assume you are referring to my relationship with my supervisor," Sara said, secretly laughing to herself as the doctor squirmed in his chair.

"Yes," he said.

Sara smiled, "He is the first man I have truly loved and who truly loves me."

For the first time since Sara sat across form him Dr. Hudson seen a look of peace on her face.

"That's good," Dr. Hudson said, "Now tell me how you feel about Miss Davis and your time in the desert."

"The hard stuff," Sara thought. "What do you want? The truth or what I should say?" Sara asked.

"Anything you say stays here," Dr. Hudson said.

"I guess I should say that I hate her and wish her dead," Sara said, "But I don't. I feel sorry for her. She has had a hard life and - well she's not right in the head, how can you feel hatred for someone like that? As for what happened in the desert? I don't know how I feel. Relieved that the worst thing that happened to me was a few cuts and scrapes and this. (Sara nodded toward the brace on her wrist.)

"How has it effected your relationship with Dr. Grissom and your coworkers?" he asked.

"I'm getting a few funny looks," Sara said, giggling, "Mostly because no one knew that Grissom and I were involved. But in general, things are good."

Things stunk and the more she thought about it the more she was sure she no longer wanted to be where she was, but HE was not going to know about it.

"And?" he asked, referring to Grissom.

"Things there are fantastic," she said, letting it end there.

Sara's phone rang, reading the text message she said, "That's the lab. I need to go."

"Same time tomorrow," Dr. Hudson said.

Sara rolled her eyes and left. Sara walked out the door, relieved it was over and just a little guilty, the call was not from the lab, it was from the jeweler. Sara stopped by the store and then headed for the house, she smiled when she seen that Grissom's car was not in the drive, she wanted to get there before he did, she had a surprise for him.

Sara lit some scented candles, darkened the bedroom and ran a hot bath. It was time, the growing need in her told her it was time for them to be intimate. After her rescue and during her recovery sex was the furthest thing from her mind. She apologized more then one time to Grissom, he would just hold her and tell her that it would happen when she was ready, until then he was satisfied to just have her in his arms.

Those feelings were coming back, this morning when they kissed good by it was all she could do to stop herself from asking him to take her right there in the parking lot. Sara laughed, now THAT would have got a lot of people talking. Sara had her soak, toweled dry and slipped into a very reveling, very sexy silky pair of baby dolls she had bought at a "naughty" shop.

Sara had no way of knowing that Grissom had been working on a surprise of his own, he intended to talk to her about it when he got home. Grissom walked into the house, the smell of lilac hit him first, suddenly HIS surprise was not as important as the one he hoped she had.

"In the bedroom," Sara called.

Gil stood in the doorway, one look at Sara caused an immediate reaction. Gil went to her and kissed her.

"Shower," she whispered, tenderly stroking the bulge in his trousers.

Sara laughed. "That had to be the worlds fastest shower," she thought when she seen Grissom coming out with just a towel around himself.

Slowly he stepped closer to her running his hands through her hair pulling her lips to his. As their tongues became entwined Sara let out a moan.

Through her panties Grissom brushed his finger over her nub, Sara groaned deeply. In one motion Gil was on his knees, slowly he inched her panties off, soon he was tasting her. His tongue felt amazing as he lapped her nub while he eased his fingers inside her.

"Gil, I can't stand anymore my legs are gonna give out," Sara moaned.

Gil stood, eased her top off of her then he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the floor. Sara wrapped her legs around him letting out a moan as her womanhood brushed against his throbbing manhood. Gil eased her on the bed, he smiled as he admired the beauty of the woman he had loved forever.

Gil lay next to her, continuing where he had left off. He was sucking at her breasts as his thumb massaged her nub. Gil inserted two of his fingers in her, quickly moving them in and out. He was driving Sara crazy.

Sara arched her back lifting her hips closer to him. Her release was hard and amazing. Her walls clamped down on his fingers as he continued to slowly brush her nub with his thumb. As Sara began to relax Gil slowly brought his hand to his mouth licking her juices from his fingers.

"You taste sweeter then honey," Gil whispered.

He slowly crawled on top of her, hovering above her. Sara reached down and grabbed his manhood to guide it into her.

Gil slowly pushed into her, little by little, once he is deep within her he paused so she can adjust to his size.

"Sara, I need you," Gil whispered.

"I need you too," she moaned.

"Sara you feel so good," Gil managed to say just before he lost all restraint.

He quickly began moving in and out of her. Sara reached up and grabbed his head and pulled his lips down to hers, her tongue passionately exploring his mouth, moaning against his lips. Sara's breath was ragged as she began to feel herself on the brink. Her hands were moving up and down his back resting on his bottom as if trying to pull him deeper inside her.

"I love you," Gil said between gasps for air, "We fit so perfectly together."

Sara was soon over the edge as they both reached their climax together. He had never come that hard in his life. He collapsed on top of her trying not to crush her but he just couldn't move. He was still inside her, this was where he wanted to stay forever.

Finding the strength to move Grissom rolled from her and wrapped her in his arms and that was where he found her the next morning.

Gil woke first, he inhaled deeply, the scent of lilac had faded, the strong smell of musk hung in the air. He could still feel the dampness of their climax on the sheet as he adjusted himself.

"My Sara," he whispered, "I love you so."

Gil's movement woke Sara, "Good morning."

"Good morning," Gil said kissing her.

With Sara nestled in his arms Gil decided it was time to talk to her.

"Your not happy are you?" Gil asked.

Sara propped herself up so she was looking into his eyes. "I have never been happier then I have been with you," she said, not sure why he said what he did.

"I mean with the job - at work?" Gil said kissing her.

Sara lay back down, he knew her way to well.

"I have something to talk to you about," he said.

"Do I want to hear this?" Sara asked, starting to get just a little scared.

"I hope so," he said, "Next month a group of people will be leaving for a year long research project in Costa Rica. I want to go and I think it would do you a world of good to go too."

Sara sat up and looked at him, "The lab?"

Gil laughed, "Catherine can handle things, all we have to do is request a years leave of absence."

Sara lay back down, her head on his chest. "A year off may just do the trick," she said.

Gil reached into the bedside table and took out a felt box.

"There is something we need to do first," he said, slipping a diamond onto her finger, "They are only excepting married couples."

Sara straddled him, bending down she kissed him, "Yes."

"Yes?" he said.

"YES, to Costa Rica and YES to becoming your wife."

****Have not decided if this should be the end or not, let me know if you think I should add to it or let this be THE END****