A/N: sorry it took so long to update guys, for some reason I couldn't post any documents. craziness. anyway, here it is, the last chapter. there will probably be a sequel...if I get some good reviews. ; )
Dis: own the story but not the characters.
"I just don't understand how she could hate her sister so much that she killed her boyfriend just so he wouldn't meet her!" Greg exclaims to Sara as they wait for their food. "I could never hate anyone that much, especially not a family member."
"Some people are just messed up Greg. You can't understand why they do the things they do because there's no explanation that makes sense." Sara replies. "I've had some personal experience in that area, with my own family." She tells Greg a little about her mom and dad and the abuse, but not enough to get really emotional. "I never understood my dad, but I'm sure he didn't choose to be that way."
"I'm sorry, Sara. I didn't know that about your family. It's just too bad that people like your dad and like Pua weren't able to get help before it was too late." The waiter drops off their food and they both thank him before digging in. "You know, Grissom will be back soon."
Sara looks up at Greg. "Yeah."
"Well, I'm just thinking that by his reaction to you being on a 'date', that he won't be too happy about how things are progressing with us."
Sara doesn't say anything and Greg shoots her a worried look.
"Um…things…are…progressing with us…right? Cuz if they aren't, that's fine too. I mean, I like hanging out as friends and all. I just thought that with all our talk about dates that we really were going on dates. But-" Greg realizes he's blabbering and stops.
"Yeah." Sara smiles sheepishly at Greg. "I guess things are progressing. I just have been trying to not think about the whole…Grissom…thing. I know I should, but the situation is so complicated. I was chasing him for so long, you know, and then we had something going, and then he left with no real goodbye. It made me realize that he wasn't all I thought he was. But it's hard to just let go of the ideal. I'm trying, and you are definitely making it easier. I just didn't think it would be so tough. I'm sorry Greg. I know I shouldn't be heaping all my worries on you."
"It's OK, Sar. You can tell me your problems whenever you want. I will always listen." Greg says to Sara, grabbing her hand to squeeze it and then letting go. He grins, "Besides, I can take Grissom."
"You're probably right, but I don't really think you should. Can we just not say anything about us yet? I don't want problems, for me or you, at work."
"Not tell anyone, huh? Well, that can be fun too. That way we can sneak off under tables and in closets to have secret rendezvous, right?"
"Uh…sure, Greg. Whatever you say."
The two finish their food and leave the diner. Greg drives Sara back to the lab to her car. They sit in the car for a while, talking about where they would each like to go on vacation some day in the future.
"I really want to go to Hawaii." Greg says, "They have some great surfing over there, and you don't even need to have a passport to get there. Hot too, of course, but not like a desert."
"I don't know about Hawaii. I've never been that much of a beach person. But maybe it would be fun. I want to go to Egypt. Ride a camel to the pyramids." Sara replies, and then laughs.
"A camel?" Greg laughs with her. "Sara, I can't see you riding a camel."
"Why not? It might be fun."
"And that's just another desert. Don't you get enough of it here?"
"You don't have to come with me Greg. I'm just saying that some day I would like to vacation to Egypt."
"Well you can't go by yourself."
"You're right, it wouldn't be very fun by myself. I guess I'll just have to find someone to go with me that wants to ride camels around the desert."
Greg pouts at Sara and she laughs at him.
"We should really get going." Sara says. "Pretty soon we might as well just stay here till shift starts."
"You're right." Greg replies reluctantly. "I do need my beauty sleep."
"If you think that sleep can improve your looks, Greg, you're delusional."
Greg gasps at Sara and pouts again. "I can't believe you would say that Sara. You don't think I'm beautiful?"
"Beautiful…no. Extremely attractive, on the other hand…yes." Sara smiles, leaning over towards Greg. "I really need to go home now."
"You know one time you said you could kiss me." Greg says, also leaning over. "Does that offer still stand?"
Sara doesn't reply, at least not in words...