Author Note: Final chapter guys! Thank you all for sticking with me, I know I've been slow to post but I'm really quite proud of this one, mostly because of the awesome feedback you have all been giving to me. And to those that asked me in the reviews, I promise this chapter is safe for you to read. Enjoy.

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To say I woke up with a headache would be an understatement! I didn't want to open my eyes as the pain in my head was already so bad that if a bright light was to hit my eyes I think I would've knocked me out! I could hear at least one other person breathing near me, I was a little fuzzy on where I was, and so I was vaguely concerned as to who the other people were.

"Hello?"

There was a scuffling sound and someone stepped closer to me. To say this made me anxious is also a bit of an understatement.

"Sara, are you awake?"

"Ah, Greg. Cool."

"Sara?" I felt him take hold of my hand, "Can you open your eyes for me hun?"

"Don't want to. Head hurts." I knew what I meant, I knew what I wanted to say, it just didn't seem quite happen as I intended.

"Okay, Sara. I'd be surprised if you didn't have a headache." He paused and squeezed my hand, "Do you know where you are?"

I tried to search my head for the most recent memory but it made my head ache worse and all I produced was a fuzzy image of a boat. "Not sure."

"You're in the hospital, the doctors operated on you to remove the ."

I frowned a little trying to figure out when Greg had learnt about my condition, and then realised that crinkling my forehead was not a good idea.

"Greg?"

"Yeah?"

"Erm... Is there someone else here? I thought I could hear two people."

"Yeah, Grissom is here too, but he's pretty crashed out. I thought he'd wake up at the sound of your voice but apparently not. To be fair to him he stayed awake for about 48 hours straight."

I fell silent as I searched my mind to make sense of Greg's words, he thought Grissom would wake at the sound of my voice, why?

"Greg, what happened? I mean why would Grissom...?" My words failed me again.

I heard him whistle low, under his breath, "You don't remember?"

"Apparently not."

"Well, erm..." Greg didn't seem to know what to say to me or how to start. Fortunately he didn't have to. As unnoticed by the both of us Grissom had been awake and listening for some time.

"It's okay Greg, I'll talk to her, why don't you go call the others to let them know she's woken up?"

Greg squeezed my hand one more time and seemed to leave, but I guess he stopped just short of the door, as his voice was quieter when he spoke again, "I'm glad you're okay Sara!"

"Hey Sara. Can you try and open your eyes?" He had sat down next to me on the bed, the proximity was exciting, and for some unknown reason not surprising.

"I'll... I can try." And so I did, I saw Grissom's kindly smile beaming down at me, I squinted slightly as the bright light of the hospital room hit my eyes, but I kept them open and on him.

"Atta girl." He kept smiling at me but a searching expression crossed his face too. "You don't remember what happened on the boat?"

I shook my head, gently, "But I think I want to remember, it sounds like it was something awesome!"Grissom chuckled slowly, and a memory presented itself to me, I couldn't quite grasp it but I suddenly felt flushed, excited and my heart was beating rapidly.

He continued to search my face, as if looking for clues or a guide to what to do next. His eyes on my lips, and he seemed to come to a decision. I have to admit I was a little startled by what came next but I have no complaints!

The next thing I was aware of, apart from this pleasurable experience, was Greg re-entering he room and clearing his throat. Grissom pulled his lips a little way from mine and responded, "Yees?"

I started giggling, something had obviously happened between these two on the boat, I'd learn about it some other time, but for now I loved Greg's confident, almost cocky, response of, "Just giving you a warning that you won't be alone for long, the guys are on their way. So.. you know, make the most of it." I then heard the door close again, I started giggling afresh and Grissom lent closer to me, "You know," his lips were so close to mine, "I think," he pecked me on the lips, "Greg has some good ideas." I was still giggling when Grissom finally descended on my lips.