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I know Christmas is over and we're in the New Year but you can all pretend it is still Christmas and enjoy this chapter.

So this is the last chapter, I know it's so sad (tear rolls down cheek!) So thanks to all of you have read and reviewed and have just loved this story! If it wasn't for you I would had probably had not gotten passed the first chapter. Thanks to all of you for making this possible. Also wanted to thank my girl StokeSidle! You ROX!

Secret Santa- On the Dance Floor

Sara looked at her self in bathroom mirror. Her cheeks were red and rosy with heat from dancing all night. Her hair was sticking to the back of her sweaty neck. Her makeup was still in good condition it seemed.

Sara let out a little sigh as she turned on the sink and began to wash her hands. After they were washed and dry and she made her way over to the door, her heels clinking against the white tile floor.

Sara pushed opened the door and was about to make her way back in to the busy banquet hall, when she felt a strong grasp around her wrist. She turned immediately at this to see who face it was that belonged to this hand holding her wrist. The face she saw was not one she was expecting.

"Grissom," spoke Sara shocked. She looked up into his deep blues eyes for an answer.

The man's face remained still and silent. His eyes pouring in to hers. They continued to stare at each other, neither one speaking. Then Grissom spoke in barely a whisper.

"Sara," he spoke softy. "Will you dance with me?"

Sara licked her lips nervously and nodded. At this Grissom slipped his hand into hers and led her to the dance floor.

The Way You Look Tonight was playing from the speakers as Grissom led Sara on to the crowded dance floor and turned to her. Sara looked nervously up at Grissom; this was what she had waited for all night, a dance with her old blue eyes.

Grissom dropped Sara's hand and placed his hands around her waist, drawing her close to him. Sara placed her hands gentle on his shoulders and closed her eyes, breathing in the sweet smell of his after shave.

Not taking their eyes off each other they began to move as one to the music.

Half way through the song Sara wrapped her arms loosely around Grissom's neck. At this Grissom tighten his grip around her waist. Sara's eyes widened in surprise at this.

Grissom leaned in close to her, his beard brushing up against her cheek and whispered into her ear. "I'm your closet kisser!"

He leaned back and looked down into Sara's eyes. Sara stared back at him and whisper, "I Know!" She then leaned in and lays one on him, full on the lips.

Grissom was taken back by Sara's openness, especially in the middle of the dance floor with their fellow coworkers around. But he found he didn't care because soon he was kissing her back.

Grissom let go of Sara's waist and moved his hands up to her face. They had stopped dancing by this point and where fully making out.

Sara's hands clutched the curls on the back of Grissom neck and slipped her tongue into his mouth. She could taste the scotch he had been drinking earlier on his lips.

Nick, Greg, Catherine, and Warrick sat at the table staring at their two friends. Nick and Greg both had their jaws wide open, staring unbelieving at what was happening right in front of them.

"What did I tell you, Man on a mission!" spoke Catherine taking a sip of her water and looking over at the happy couple.

Grissom opened his eyes and tore his lips away from Sara's. Sara looked up at this confused and hurt. Grissom stared down at her and smiled, "Let's get out of here!"

A grin broke across Sara's face as Grissom took her hand again and lead her off the dance floor and out of the room.

The End!

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