Hey everyone! So here is the next chapter, all though it's not what everyone will be expecting, but I'm sure it'll please many :) I was going to have it longer and go on with the cliffhanger from the last chapter, but as I was writing this chapter, I decided to keep it short, sweet, and a happy one...before the angst of what is to come. Hope this pleases.

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Whispers in the Dark

Chapter Nineteen: The Confessions

Sara felt his eyes watching her as she pushed the eggs around on her plate. When Nurse Sam first mentioned food, she gladly accepted, but now that it was in front of her, she wasn't so hungry after all. She lifted her eyes to meet his sky blue ones, and sighed. She dropped her fork to her plate and carefully leaned back into her pillows. Despite that her ribs were healed, some movement still caused slight pain. She sighed again.

"I know. I should eat at least something, but I'm not hungry after all."

Grissom continued to watch her, and then spoke softly, "I think it's more along the lines of you saw the food…knew it wasn't what you wanted, so you told yourself that you weren't hungry." His eyes sparkled.

Sara chuckled, "Okay. You're…right." She looked at the food with disgust on her face, and then looked back at Grissom, "Now, you know me all too well… When did that happen?" She chuckled again.

Grissom smiled, "I always have. Just because my head was up my ass for the longest time, doesn't mean I stopped paying attention."

Sara rolled her eyes, but a playful smile tugged at her lips, "You sound like a stalker." She grinned.

He shrugged his shoulders, "No. Not a stalker, just somebody in love with you."

Both froze at his statement. Since the mental hospital case, and the Adam Trent incident, Grissom finally admitted his feelings to her and how stupid he had been. He asked for forgiveness and for another chance. She accepted, as long as they went slow and rebuilt what they had lost over the last few years. Neither had said the "L" word, for fear of ruining what they were trying to fix – not to mention how they'd only had two official dates since getting together and haven't even kissed yet.

But now Sara sat, stunned at his confession and scared that he might take it back and pull away again. Grissom on the other hand felt relieved and hopeful that he finally told her how he truly felt, but was nervous that he went too far, and that she'll start to pull away from him.

Silence filled the room for a few minutes as they stared at one another. Grissom finally spoke up.

"Sara-" He started.

"Please, don't." She whispered.

"Don't, what?" He was confused. He stood up, placed his tray of food down onto his chair, slid her pull table away some before gently sitting on the bed, facing her.

She grabbed his hand, but couldn't bring herself to look at him, "Don't apologized or take it ba-"

He grinned, "I wasn't going to." With his free hand, he gently grabbed her chin and moved her head till dark chocolate eyes met his ocean blue ones. Slowly, with emphasis on each word so she'd fully understand, his soft voice spoke volumes, "Sara. I. Love. You. Always have. Always will."

His eyes bore into hers, and she could see the love and fear in them. He was opening up to her, baring not only his normally closed-off heart, but also his soul- the very soul that was brimming with more love and displaying more insecurity than any person she had ever known.

With tears in her eyes, she grasped onto his shirt and slowly tugged him to her. He lifted his hands to cup the sides of her face, rubbing his thumbs lazily over her cheeks. As she felt his warm breath slide across her lips, she sucked in a deep breath.

With a shaky breath, she whispered, "I love you, too. So. Much." Then lightly pressed her lips to his.

Don't forget to review! Hopefully more soon, but I don't know when as I haven't started the next chapter yet...I'm still debating of exactly how I wanna do it. So my apologies.

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