Sara had a little trouble driving back to the house with a drunken Grissom in the car. He was so amazed that she spoke to him that he wouldn't stop touching her the whole way.

"Gil, you are going to make me cause an accident." This didn't deter him though and he kept touching any part of her that he could reach. She just sighed and gave up; it was a relatively short drive anyway. She finally pulled into their driveway and shut off the engine.

"Gil, we're here. Let me go so we can go in the house." He held firm on to her and now that she wasn't driving anymore, he took it a step further and wrapped his arms around her waist and shoulders.

"This will be easier inside." She was struggling to free herself from his embrace and in his drunken haze, he didn't realize it. She managed to free her left hand and opened the car door.
"NO! Don't leave me again!" He shouted and squeezed harder.

"I'm not. I'm going inside. This is uncomfortable and you are starting to hurt me." He let go immediately and started to sob again.

"I don't want to hurt you." Sara was quick about exiting the car and opening his door. She knew that he was in no condition to talk so she was being nice to him.

"Come on. It's time for bed." She touched his hand and he moved willingly wherever she wanted as long as he could hold her hand. She led him straight to the bedroom.

"I get to sleep in bed? With you?"

"The bed, yes. With me, no. We still need to talk and we will do that when you are sober." He sat heavily on the bed and since he hadn't released her hand, she fell forward and had to catch herself on his shoulders.

"Get some sleep." He laid back because he didn't want her angry at him again, but he still had her hand in his clutches.

"Gil, I need my hand back." She tried to wrestle her hand back and the harder she pulled, the more steadfast he became. She eventually gave up and lay next to him.

Grissom began whimpering in his sleep.

"Talk to me. I love you. No, don't leave me!" His eyes opened wide with fear on his last statement. He looked around and noticed Sara was gone.

"Sara?" His own voice gave him a headache and he clutched his hand to his head. She had heard his nightmare and had gotten up to get him some water.

"Here. Sip this and take these." She said quietly. He did as he was told and allowed her to coax him back to sleep. Sara left the room this time and retreated downstairs. She curled up on the couch with a book and the blanket that he had been using for the last week. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

Grissom woke up for the second time, much more alert and aware. He recalled the events of the past day and groaned. At least he had gotten Sara to talk to him again, but where was she? He looked at the clock and it wasn't time to get ready for work yet and he couldn't smell either food or coffee. He got up and went in search of her. He found her on the couch he was intimately familiar with by now. He saw the book on the floor next to the couch and then saw residual tear stains on her face. It pulled at his heart strings that he had hurt her so deeply that she was still crying about it week later. This was not the first time that he had hurt her with his words or actions, but it was the first time since they had gotten together. He remembered when they first got married and they stayed up all night and day just talking. She told him that she had forgiven him for all the times that he had hurt her and apologized for the Hank fiasco. He had apologized for all of his transgressions and promised to never purposely hurt her again. Even though this was accidental, he still felt incredibly guilty for it. He went to the kitchen to brew some coffee and decide to let her sleep a little longer.

The aroma of coffee brewing woke her and also told her that her husband was awake.

"Gil?" She called and stretched the sleep from her body at the same time. He appeared bearing two cups of coffee and a tray of fruit.

"Good evening." He began.

"Good evening." She was going to wait for him to start before she would direct his brain in the direction it needed to go. She smiled in thanks when he handed her the steaming cup of caffeine.

"Sara, I have wracked my brain trying to figure out how I've hurt you so bad. Catherine and Jim both said it was obvious, but neither one of them would tell me what it was I'd done. The only thing that I could come up with was that I put work ahead of you, but that has never seemed to bother you in the past."

"You're on the right track. It's not that you blew me off for work; we both do that all the time. It's the fact that you put work ahead of my medical needs. What if it were something other than my foot like a prenatal check up or something more serious than an x-ray? Then what?" She could see the figurative light bulb shining bright over his head at the exact moment she said the word 'medical'. He was down on his knees and took the mug out of her hand so he could hold them tightly on his grasp.

"Honey, I didn't even consider that. I'm a horrible person. Can you ever forgive me?" He had tears streaming freely down his face now.

"Gil, you are not a horrible person. I can forgive you. Do you swear never to blow off another doctor's appointment again? I do understand that there are exceptions, but we will make those decisions when the time comes."

"I promise. I love you." He stood and pulled her to her feet.

"I love you too." She told him and was amused when he cautiously twined his arms around her. It was tortuous how slow he was leaning in to kiss her. Finally she grabbed his neck and forced his head down to hers, but almost immediately broke the kiss.

"Yuck." He raised an eyebrow.

"Yuck?" She laughed and he felt his heart freely hand itself over to her just to hear that sound again.

"Yes. Yuck. Morning breath plus stale scotch equals yuck and you need a shower." She playfully tried to push him away.

"Anything else?"

"Yes. After you are clean and smell good again, you can make me something to eat." She teased about the cooking, but he bowed in a courtly fashion.

"Your wish is my command." She laughed when he bowed for her, but on the inside he meant every word. Once he disappeared from sight, Sara raced to the phone.

"Willows."

"Hey Cath."

"Hi Sara, what's up?"

"Well I was right about Gil. When you didn't help him, he went to see Brass. Brass got him drunk and now he isn't feeling well. He is going to stay home tonight and I will cover his shift for him."

"Ok. Is everything peaceful in Grissomland again?"

"Yes. We talked. I gotta go if I want to be on time tonight." Catherine laughed and said her farewells.

Grissom exited the shower to find Sara preparing to go in.

"Where are you going? You have the night off."

"No, I don't. You do. I called you in sick. I told Catherine that you weren't feeling well because after she didn't help you, Brass got you drunk. So, I am covering your shift tonight."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. I need to get moving. Thanks for the coffee." She disappeared behind the door the retain some of the heat Grissom had left in there. She was efficient with what little time she had before she had to leave. She made it to the kitchen brushing her hair into a ponytail as Gil put the finishing touches on her lunch.

"You are beautiful. Here's your lunch."

"Thanks. Get some rest, I've gotta go." She kissed his cheek and called over her shoulder.

"I'll give you a better one later. I'll call you if I am going to be late." The door clicked and Grissom went into their office. He also called a local florist to send flowers to Sara. He wanted to do something really nice for her and set himself to work.

"Excuse me Sara? You have a package you need to sign for." Judy found her in one of the layout rooms about halfway through the shift. Sara left Greg with the evidence and followed Judy to the front entrance. She signed for the large vase of flowers and delivered them to the break room. She snatched the note and noticed it was faxed.

Sara,

I figured that since the lab was where my idiocy occurred that this is where it should end. I understand why you were so angry and I'm sorry. (I'm also sorry you were that angry because the couch is extremely uncomfortable ) I've missed you this past week and was miserable without you. I love you so much! (Even more than my bugs )

Always yours,

Gil

She smiled at his thoughtfulness and pocketed the note. This is how Catherine found her.

"Wow, when Gil apologizes, he goes all out doesn't he?"

"Yes. I even got an actual note this time and not 'from Grissom'. He faxed it to the florist. He must be feeling a little better." Catherine smiled and hugged Sara.

"I'm glad to see you smiling again. Is that because you two have fully made up?"

"No, we didn't have time. It is something I am planning to take care of when I get home though."

"What's it like with him, if you don't mind my asking." Sophia walked in at that moment and Sara was sorely tempted to rub her nose in it, but chose not to.

"I would prefer not to answer that question. It's too personal."

"What's too personal?" Sophia asked.

"Gil's skills." Catherine said before Sara could stop her.

"Well I guess its back to work for me." Sara said and started to walk toward the door and stopped.

"Sara, can I speak to you for a minute?"

"Sure." Catherine left the two women alone and closed the door behind her.

"What's up?" Sara began and was intensely curious to hear what the other woman had to say.

"I just wanted to say that I am happy for the two of you."

"Thank you."

"I know that you and I have never really gotten along and I think it's because we both had a thing for Gil." Sara waited for Sophia to continue.

"I want you to know that he and I are good friends, nothing more. We never had been."

"Ok."

"I know that you heard about him and me going to dinner. Did he tell you why?"

"Not really."

"He took me out because I was tired. I never really fit in here on your team. I wanted to leave the team and go back to detective work, and because of you."

"Me?" Sara asked in disbelief.

"Yes. I was attracted to Gil and thought he would return my flirtations, which he did, to a degree. Then I saw him interact with you and knew that there was some kind of history there. I knew that he had already given his heart to you and that made me jealous. As I said before, I know that you and I have never really gotten along. I would really like to fix that." Sara was floored.

"Thank you for telling me this. I would like to fix it too." Sophia thought for a moment and decided that Sara was being genuine.

"Can you tell me something and leave it between us?"

"Depends on the question." Sara teased with a small smile that was returned.

"Is Nick seeing anyone?"

"Not that I know of. Would you like me to see if he is interested in you?"

"Yes, but don't use my name. See if he is willing to go on a blind date with somebody he works with."

"Ok. I will talk to him then call you. I should get back to work before Greg thinks I ditched him."

"Me too. Thanks for talking Sara." Sara smiled and went off to find Greg. She happened to see Nick walking towards her in the hallway. She grabbed his arm and pulled him off to the side.

"Hey, I need to ask you a question."

"What's up?" He asked.

"I want to set you up on a blind date with someone you work with. How do you feel about that?"

"Depends on who it is."

"Well she doesn't want you to know yet. Just agree to go, please and I will take care of everything."

"Let me think about it and I will get back to you. Fair?" Sara smiled.

"Fair. I will let her know. See you later." Sara walked away and checking her watch, she was glad that shift was almost over because she was getting tired. She apologized to Greg and they kept up with their evidence.

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A/N: Coming up soon, Grissom finishes making up to Sara for screwing up. Reviews are wanted and appreciated. Have a great day everyone! Kelly