No. No. Not now. Why now? I was going to be happy. I was moving on. And now, he comes back to haunt me? No.

"Sara, I…I think you made a wrong assumption about Gil, he uh…"

"You know what they say about assuming. Assuming makes an ass out of you and me."

"Sara, did you think he was with another woman?"

"Yeah, I overheard him on the phone after my surgery."

"He never was. I promise."

Shit. My life was in shambles now, if it wasn't before. I almost laughed at the whole thing. The fact that my life could be made into a soap opera and a pretty good one too. Think about it, a woman (me) leave the man of my dreams, have his child, his child dies, undergoes a risky surgery, gets him back, thinks she lose him, really lose him, move on, finds another man, gets engaged, and then on their wedding day finds out that what she thought was entirely wrong and that the man she never truly got over actually loves her. How it ends, though is a mystery.

"Sara, I'm sorry, I know this is the worst timing."

"You're right, it is."

"So…what're you going to do?"

"There's only one thing I can do. I know what it feels like to have your heart ripped out. I can't do that to Scott. I may not love him like I do Grissom, but I still like him. In plus, it's probably too late."

"It's never too late, Sara."

It was. Not for things to change, but to fix the past.


It was a slow night. So slow, that he could call in sick, and nobody would give a damn. So he did. He told Ecklie, only because he didn't want him to bitch at him later, and left. It had been a quiet day, and although Grissom hadn't mentioned it, he missed the team. But somehow, in some way all of them decided to take a vacation on the same day.

Aw shit, some investigator I am. They were probably all at the same place. Oh well, wasn't like he went out with them anymore.

He headed down to Greg's. He promised the youngest member of his team to feed the dog he found while on a case.

After being mauled by a dog wanting attention, and scavenging the house for the food, Grissom took sight of a picture on the counter. It had a woman he was all too familiar with and a man he hadn't the slightest clue as to who he was. It was a wedding invitation. For today. He turned to leave the house, his heart aching from the inside. He had truly lost. She was marrying another man. She was not forever his.

A/N Sorry, it took so long, school's ending and I have to study for finals. :P