A/N: I am planning on changing the outcome of this story so that Grissom doesn't leave Sara in Boston when he goes back to Vegas, but their relationship will be more than friendship and maybe she may go with him. If you don't understand what I mean:
Sara won't be called into Vegas years later with Grissom denying her a relationship with him. Note: This maybe the last chapter depending on how I feel after I have finished it.
In the dream, Sara could see his retreating figure. When she took in her surroundings, she noticed they were back in the wild flower meadow. The blanket was wrapped around her from where she lay, indicating she was naked underneath. As she scrambled to her feet to catch up with him, he disappeared and the floor beneath her turned to black until she was completely void of her senses.
The pillow her face was buried in muffled her scream and sweat was dripping from her temples as well as rolling down her spine. The repetitive sound of her phone vibrating calmed her somewhat as she leaned over and answered it without checking the ID. "Hello?" she managed to croak out. "Sidle it's the Dean, If you could see my in my office ASAP, I would appreciate it," his voice was cold, but lacked the bitterness she was so sure it would contain. As the line went dead, she stretched her aching limbs and headed for the bathroom. Once glance in the mirror told her that she needed to do some serious preening; her hair was hopelessly tangled and her eyes puffy and red.
After the steaming shower, the knots in the back of her neck were calmer and her eyes a light shade of pink. Stuffing her phone in the back pocket of her jeans, she failed to see the number of missed calls brightly displayed on its screen
Grissom dialed Sara's number for the sixth time in the past five minutes. When he was met with the beep again, he almost threw his phone in frustration. When he passed the Dean's office, he caught sight of Sara sat with her back to the door and from the way her shoulders were still slumped, he could tell she was easily losing the discussion. He watched as she stood up slowly, nodding her head toward the window she was facing and turned to leave. She didn't lift her head until after she had closed the door behind her.
Taking a deep breath, Sara raised her head, meeting with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. Even though she knew he didn't want to be seen with her, just seeing his face was enough to lift the load she had been carrying on her shoulders. When he stepped toward her, she closed her eyes too fearful of facing his rejection once again. They fluttered open again when his hand cradled her face the same way he had the first time they kissed. His expression was soft and love seemed to seep from every inch of his body.
"Sara, please forgive me. I'm sorry if you thought I didn't want you anymore. But there is no other place in this world that I would rather be than with you. Money, my career, my reputation... None of those things matter if I can be with you. If you're willing to give me another chance, I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you."
Without hesitating at all, Sara pulled Grissom toward her. The moment their lips met, all time and situation and place faded away. Because the moment you realise just how much you love someone is the first real step of your life.
The End?
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