Disclaimer: See first chapter.

A/N: So I didn't have much time to work on this today but I had two ideas so I wrote them both. I like the first one better but I thought I should write more because I really thought there would be a long chapter for this song. It just didn't work out that way. So these are two separate ficlets, both relating to the same lyrics. And thank you so much to everyone that has been reviewing!

Enjoy!

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Speak Now

You need to hear me out

And they said speak now

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"Sara, just hear me out on this," he said. She turned to face him, arms crossed defensively over her midsection.

"I'm listening," she said, leaning against the wall. She couldn't help the roll of her eyes as he explained his reasoning. Frequently he would get lost in the science of things, forgetting that while Sara was also a scientist, she was not a fan of creepy crawlies. He tried to argue his point with facts, saying that the light and temperature in this room would be perfect for his new pet. But no way would Sara agree to it. His terrariums belonged in either his office or the basement.

"And see, we could put it right here on the dresser," Grissom pointed out, gesturing to the clear area on top of the chest of drawers. Sara rolled her eyes.

"Gil," she cut off any further explanation. "We don't need a tarantula in our bedroom."

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A week after he read her goodbye letter, she called him while he was at a scene. Annoyed at the interruption that was his ringing phone, Grissom failed to check the caller ID before putting it to his ear.

"Hello," he said, his voice not masking his irritation.

"Grissom? Is everything alright?" she asked, concerned over his tone.

"Sara?" he said, astonished by the sound of her voice. "Yea. Yes, everything is fine. I'm at a scene. Where are you, Honey?" asked Grissom, as he pulled off his latex gloves and stepped out of the house.

"I'm in San Francisco… There are some things I need to take care of," she said. "I'm sorry I left the way I did but-"

"Sara, I understand why you left. You don't have to justify your actions to me. I just need to know that you're safe and that you'll be back," Grissom said, his voice wavering at the end.

"Gil, I didn't leave you. I left Vegas… But if you want us to…go our separate ways for a while, I would understand," Sara said.

"No, we'll make it work, Sara. Okay?" Grissom said, wanting to reassure her that he wasn't going to leave her all alone.

"Okay… I'll call you after work?"

"Yea. I love you."

"Love you too."

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A/N: I feel like I need to be more focused on descriptions and less on dialogue. What do you think?