One week later Marsha was released from the hospital. She was on medical leave for a while. Sara stopped by her place on her way to work; Marsha hugged her, "Thank you. Thank you so much."

"I don't think I did anything?" Sara said, "If anything I more than likely made it worse. I should have had my weapon drawn, I should have suspected something."

"Why?" Because you heard a noise? It could have been me falling over my own big feet," she said. "You saved my life. He had a knife and he said he was going to kill me after he played for a while. Because you came in he decided to have twice as much fun and make us both watch. He would have killed us both."

"Well I am glad you are OK," Sara said. Paula came into the room, she too thanked Sara. Being very embarrassed Sara said her goodbyes and left for the lab.

At work Sara ran into Brass, "Sara, you got a minute?" "Sure," she said stopping. "Grissom asked me to have a word with you," he started, "It seems like you are to get a medal."

"Yes, and I don't want it. What I did was stupid," she said starting to leave. Jim gently took her arm. "You and I have something in common. I received a medal for something that everyone thought was heroic, I knew it was the dumbest thing I had ever done. We both knew better but we reacted and did not think. We both saved a life. Sara that is what counts. Marsha is alive today and your children will grow up with their momma because of what you did. That is what you have to think about."

Sara hugged him, "Thanks, I guess I have no choice in the matter. I will do it." Sara went into Gil's office; she pretended she was upset with him. "GILBERT GRISSOM, HOW DARE YOU!"

He looked into her eyes, they told him the truth. He smiled at her. "You are welcome," he said. The rest of the crew came in and congratulated her; she tried to brush it off.

"All I did was react," she said, "I was scared shitless." Everyone laughed. "It is time to get some work done," Gil said.

He passed out assignments. Nick and Sara went to a hit and run. Greg and Catherine had a possible arson. Warrick and Becky had court to prepare for so they stayed behind to go over notes.

"What is our fearless leader up to?" Nick asked. Grissom told them he was going to play with his little 'friends' and he and Sara were to join him when were done.

"I was going to have Greg join me but I know how much you two love decomp. Sara said something under her breath as they left.

"I think someone is sleeping on the couch tonight," Nick said. "No," Sara said laughing, "we have a spare bedroom."

When they got to the scene of the accident the victim was already gone. "Ambulance took her off just a bit ago," Sofia said. "There is not much to go on, just some broken glass."

Sara said, "Nick you go check on Gil. I am going to the hospital and see what I can get off our victim." "Why do I have to go?" Nick asked. "Husbands and wives can't work alone together," she said laughing. She got into Sofia's car and drove away.

"Husbands and wives can't work alone together," Nick said mocking Sara.

At Grissom's scene Nick walked over to him, wrinkling his nose because of the smell. Grissom looked up and asked where Sara was. Nick told him.

"You can take the area over there," Grissom said pointing away from the body, "I am done here so I will be heading back."

Now it was Nick's turn to curse under his breath. Gil was heading back when his phone rang, it was Sara. She needed a ride. Gil picked her up.

"So I sleep on the couch? Do I?" he asked her. Sara just looked at him and smiled, "You know the answer to that love." He leaned over and kissed her.

On their way back to the lab Gil was sitting at a red light, he and Sara were talking so he did not see it turn green. Gil felt himself forced forward, he had been hit in the rear end.

Throwing the Denali into park he first made sure Sara was alright. They got out and headed to the van that hit them.

Noticing the LVPD on the license plate the man hit Gil with his door, knocking him to the ground, and was about to run.

"Unless you would like me to shoot you I suggest you don't move," Sara said pointing her gun at him. The man froze; Sara held the gun on him and called in the accident.

"Let's have his van brought in," Sara said, "There was some reason why he wanted to run."

At the garage Sara was going over the van, she removed something from the bumper, stood up and smiled. After running the evidence through trace to confirm her suspicions she went the Gil's office.

"Do you want to know why he tried to run?" she asked. Gil said he did not.

"That van is the vehicle in my hit and run. I found evidence of our victims clothing, skin and hair." "Good eye," he said, "call Sofia and fill her in."

After getting the twins tucked in Sara went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Coming out she did not see Gil and went to look for him. He was sitting on the couch reading.

"Coming?" she asked. He sat the book down, "I thought I was sleeping on the couch," he said taking her in his arms. Sara took his face in her hands, "Couch or bed, makes no difference to me," she said as she kissed him. "I don't think we have ever made love on the couch before," he said as he undid her robe and started caressing her breasts.

One week later a very reluctant Sara received her medal. The only joy she got was the fact that it was Ecklie who had to give it to her.

He had to say what a great job she did and how the department was proud of her. She could tell he was choking on each word, inside she was laughing.

Marsha was there also, along with her mother. After the ceremony Paula came up to Sara, "Mrs. Grissom I would like to give you something for what you did."

"There is no need," Sara said, "This is enough." Paula insisted. Finally Sara said, "If you really want to do something for me give the check to ALICE'S HOUSE, it is a local organization that shelters abused children and helps them find a sale place to stay."

Paula agreed, this made Sara's day.

Back at the lab the fella's were teasing Sara. "I am not sure who looked more upset, you or Ecklie."

Gil came in the break room to hand out assignments for the night, "I think that is about enough guys. Let's get some work done." Becky and Nick had a robbery at the LAST CHANCE FILLER UP, a gas station on the way out of town.

Sara and Catherine had a floater at the local YMCA. Greg and Warrick had a swinger, a man found hanging 'Old Western Style'. He and Marsha went to GOLDEN SUNSET, a retirement community where an elderly lady had been found stabbed in her kitchen.

Sara and Catherine's case was solved quickly, it was not a person but a mannequin some boys had tossed in the water the scare the girls. Catherine said she was not feeling well and asked if she could go home.

Sara had some work to finish so she said it was OK. Sara had decided to work in Gil's office, it was quite there. She fired up her laptop and stated to work.

Right away she saw an e-mail marked URGENT. She opened it; it was from Mike Jones a former co-worker in San Francisco.

It read: SARA, BAD NEWS. AMY WAS HIT AND KILLED BY A DRUNK DRIVER. THOUGHT YOU WOULD WANT TO KNOW, JONES.

Tears came into her eyes. She and Amy had gone through the academy together, she was her best friend.

She called San Francisco PD to get details. She found out that the funeral would be in two days time; she called Gil and asked if she could go. "I see no reason why not," he said, "but you know Ecklie will have to approve too."

Sara went to Ecklie's office. "Conrad, you have a minute?" she asked. She explained what happened and asked if she could have the next two nights off.

"I do not want your shift short," he told her, "so I think it better you not go." Sara wanted to say something but she was too mad to speak.

She was sitting in the break room with her head in her hands crying when Gil and Marsha came in. "What's wrong?" Marsha asked. Sara told her.

"I have the next two days off," she said, "I can work for you and Ecklie can't even complain because it will not be overtime."

Sara jumped up and hugged her. "Thank you; you don't know how much this means to me." She and Marsha went to Ecklie's office and told him what they were doing. He did not like the idea but he had to approve it.

Back in Gil's office Sara said, "What about Stephen and Sara Beth?" "I can take care of them," Gil said, "you go." Then in her ear he whispered, "Just make sure you come home to me."

"You know you don't have to worry about that," she said.

After shift Sara packed while Gil made the necessary arrangements. Stephen was sitting on their bed watching her, "Mommy go bye-bye?" he asked. "Yes, little man," she said. "Stephen go?" he said. "Not this time," Gil said, "you and I have to stay here and take care of Beth."

"OK," he said, "hurry home." "I am going to miss those two," Sara said, a tear coming to her eye.

"They will be fine," Gil said. "I will miss you too," she said as she wrapped her arms around him. "I will miss you too love," he said, "but you know you have to go."

She said she did. Gil drove her to the airport; the twins were excited as they watched the planes take off and land. Her flight was called; Gil took her in his arms. "Remind you of anything?" he asked.

Sara smiled, "Yes, it seems we did this a lot a few years ago." "I love you," he said as he kissed her. She picked up the twins, "Mommy loves you both," she said kissing them, "be good for daddy."

She set them down and started for the plane. "Mommy," Sara Beth called her. Sara turned round; all three of them were showing her the sign for 'I love you'. "Me too," she said.

They stood and watched as Sara's plane left.

"Where do you want to go?" Gil asked them as he put them in the stroller. "I want to make a bear," Beth said. "I want to eat," Stephen said.

"Let's go build a bear then we can get something to eat before we go home." "Yeah!!" they both yelled.

Later that evening Gil tucked them in their beds. They had made twin bears, both were brown bears with blue jeans and a red shirt, Sara Beth put a bow on hers so she could tell them apart. They had fallen asleep holding their bears.

Gil took a picture then e-mailed it to Sara.