Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with CSI. Nil, zip, nada, zilch, absolutely nothing. If I did this sort of stuff would happen on the show rather that just in my imagination.

A/N: This is a sort - of sequel to "Why can't you admit it?" You don't have to have read that, but it would probably help if you do. If you don't, just remember Sara's had a car accident and Grissom's finally woken up!

Dedication: Ok, I don't normally do this, and we are getting to the story! However, if you've read any of my previous stories you'll know I use my family as extra characters in them, even if I change their professions. For Doctor Campbell in "Why can't you admit it?" I used my Uncle Murray Campbell. Very sadly Uncle Murray died last week of a sudden Stroke and Brain Haemorrhage.

So I am dedicating this story to his memory. Uncle Murray, you are loved and missed.


Chapter 1

Sara sat bolt upright in bed, screaming, her fists drenched and sweat pouring from her as she awoke from a nightmare. She had been dreaming about her car accident, but in her dream she was almost a 'third party' watching herself die, even though she knew it wasn't that serious.

She stopped screaming as she realised she was awake and heard a stirring next to her.

"Sara?" Came Grissom's groggy question. She tried to calm herself down as Grissom started to focus. She didn't want him to stop her from getting back to work tonight. Grissom awoke fully and looked at Sara sitting upright with her fists clenched and trembling slightly. He too sat up and wrapped an arm around her.

"Sara honey, are you ok?" He asked softly

"I'm…I'm fine" She replied quietly. "It was just a dream."

"Looks like it must have been a bad one" Grissom said. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Sara"

"Alright, alright" She grumbled. "I dreamed about the accident and I died in it ok? And I saw myself die."

"I'm sorry honey, I wish there was some way I could take away the dreams from you" Grissom said. "Do you want -"

"No," Sara replied sharply cutting him off. "I'm going back to work tonight and you can't stop me."

"That wasn't actually what I was going to ask," Grissom said smiling, "I was going to ask if you'd like me to get you a glass of water before we go back to sleep?"

"Sorry," Sara replied sheepishly. "Yeah, that would be nice thanks."

Grissom got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water for her. When he got back she was no longer shaking and had managed to unclench her fists.He handed her the glass and she drank it down in one swallow then smiled her appreciation at him. As she handed the empty glass back she lay down again while Grissom put the glass on the bedside table and climbed in beside her once more. He wrapped his arm around her and stroked her hair.

"Try and think of something nice and it'll help it go away and let you get back to sleep quicker." Grissom whispered.

Normally Sara's reply to that would have been somewhere along the lines of 'Easier said than done' as anyone who suffers from nightmares knows. But now…she lay there with a smile on her face thinking, 'what could be better than this?' as she snuggled in closed to him and for once was able to get back to sleep with no lingering affects from her dream.

That night about an hour and a half before shift they were both sitting in Grissom's kitchen eating toast and jam for "breakfast". Grissom was giving Sara a strange look and Sara couldn't stand it any longer.

"Griss," She said. "Spill it will you?"

"Well…"He paused for a moment, and then thought best just to jump in and get it over with.

"I know Dr Campbell said you're ready, but do you really feel up to work tonight?"

Sara needless to say wasn't in the least surprised but the question; she'd been expecting it all day.

"Look, I know I had a bit of a freak out after that nightmare this morning, but I've been bored to tears the last few nights since you went back to work. I need to do something." She replied

"You do realise you'll be stuck in the lab?" Grissom queried.

"Yeah, but at least it'll be something to do. Even I can only read so much and I think I've just about finished your entire entomology collection. Nick and Warrick have come round around after their shift a couple of times, and breakfast with the gang the other morning was great, but I need to feel part of it and useful again."

"Ok," Grissom agreed, "But you let me know if you feel unwell at all?"

"I will, I promise." Sara answered. "But that bring me to another question - do we tell anyone about us?"

Grissom thought for a moment. As far as anyone else knew Sara was still staying with Grissom on doctors orders. They hadn't told anyone about the fact Grissom had finally got it together and started a more personal relationship with Sara, because they knew how Ecklie would be all over it with even more reason to dislike both of them. And also he wanted to prove to both himself and Ecklie there was no harm in dating a subordinate and they could keep their work and personal lives separate, so he wanted to see how long they could keep Ecklie from noticing any changes.But on another level he knew their friends should know, he just didn't know how to go about it. So he voiced this thought to Sara.

"Well, even though they haven't said anything, I'm sure most of them have worked it out, they just want to see how long it'll take us to tell them." Sara replied. "How about we make a time to all go out for dinner one night with Brass and the gang and tell them then, away from the lab - so we can be sure Ecklie doesn't overhear?"

"Good idea." Grissom said." So in the mean time, we just continue as normal - am I having an ignore you night, or an angry with you night?" He finished with a laugh.

Sara laughed as well. "I'd prefer nether. However, you always were nice on and off, and we're about due for you to be nice and friendly again, so can we keep with that? And I'll try and stay out of you way so the busy bodies don't get suspicious."

"Sure. Well, we'd better get to it. I've got to go in early to sort some stuff out, so you'll have to find something to do until shift starts."

"I'll grab a book" Sara said as she gathered their plates and took them to the sink while Grissom got their kits together, ready to face Sara's first night back at the lab.

TBC


A/N: So this also goes out to the people who didn't want me toend "Why can't you admit it?" Please let me know what you think, thanks!