Epilogue:
Twenty-one Years Later…
Dakota and Greg Grissom stood over the gravesite of their beloved mother and father.
Tears feel in long paths down Dakota's cheeks and Greg reached over wrapping his arms around his little sister.
"It'll be ok." He said as he rubbed her back and looked at the other people standing around them.
"It's just so hard to believe that their actually gone." Dakota cried as she looked at her parents friends assembled on the other side of the grave.
Nick, Warick, and Catherine stood on the other side looking at the grave. They were the only ones left of the original CSI team.
Brass had passed on when Dakota and Greg were still in dippers, Al had passed on about seven years ago, and just last year Grissom and Sara had passed on.
They had known it was coming. Sara's cancer had came back a few months ago and Grissom had been diagnosed with Alzheimer's a few months before that.
They had watched as they slowly drifted away from them and into the next life where they knew they were happy and together.
The story of the two deaths was a sweet and romantic one really.
They had both been put in a nursing home by their own will. No amount of begging by Dakota or Greg could have them change their minds. They had been in the home for about five months when it happened.
Grissom had came into Sara's room that night a year ago and he had remembered her. He'd lay down with her and held her like he had all those years. He had whispered and kissed her softly and they had remembered their past together. Then Sara had begun to speak of death. Grissom wanted no part of the conversation but had laid and listened none the less.
"Do you think whoever is up there will take us at the same time?" She had asked Grissom while he lay there holding her and inhaling her sweet scent.
"I don't know but for you I hope so. I don't think I could live a day without you." Grissom had said looking down at his beautiful wife. Even in old age she was as beautiful and vibrate as she had been when she was younger. Sara felt the same way about him.
"If I live to be a hundred I hope you live to be a hundred and one so I don't have to live one day without you." She had quoted then let out a long yawn.
"You're tired sweetheart just lay your head down and go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." Grissom had said closing his eyes as well.
Sara had kissed him and drifted off into her eternal resting place. Grissom did the same. They had done what they hoped for, they had died together and still as much in love as the day they married.
The nurse had found them the next morning and called the family that same hour.
They may have been expecting it but the story that was told to them about the deaths was so full of emotion that it had been a shock to them.
Warick and Catherine stood beside each other with their arms around each other. After seeing how happy Grissom and Sara had become they had wanted to give their love a chance but Warick's wedding ring had posed a problem with that. Before Warick could tell his wife he wanted a divorce his wife had been killed in a car accident. Leaving him and Catherine free to explore the wide open spaces of their love, after having their fourth child Catherine had called it quiets on kids. She was happy everyday she was able to spend with Warick and she hoped beyond all rationality that she and Warick went the same why Grissom and Sara had. Together.
Nick stood beside them holding a beautiful baby girl in his arms. She was his and Dakota's first and last child. At the age of fifty-eight having a twenty-one year old wife made him look pretty bad but he loved her with every fiber of his being and Grissom and Sara had graciously handed him their daughter when she had asked them if she could date him at the age of fourteen, he had been fifty-one at the time. He still felt bad for stilling their only daughter away from them so early but like he had said he loved her.
Greg was still unmarried and a complete science geek, much to his parents delight. He had showed interest in physics and forensics early in his years and had often been a little surprise fixture to the lab. Doing everything he could to learn all he could.
Dakota had been married to Nick for five years and didn't care that he was thirty-seven years her senior. Her parents had been delighted when she had told them that she wanted to date him at fourteen. She was glad they hadn't tried to stop her she was as happy as a pig in a fresh pile of mud. A phrase she had picked up from Nick when they had made their trips to Texas to visit his sisters.
All in all everything had ended happy and would stay that way. A loud beep cut through the air as they stood there. Dakota reached down and pulled her beeper from her belt.
"I have to go that's Hodge's they got a dead body covered in bugs and he needs me and Nick to check it out." Dakota took her leave from the grave and reached for her and Nick's child. They walked toward their car and speed off in the direction of the crime lab.
"Warick and I have to go too Greg. The kids should been getting home from school in a few minutes and we promised we'd take them out for ice cream." Catherine said as she and Warick took their leave leaving Greg alone at his parent's grave.
"Thanks mom and dad for everything. We couldn't have this kind of life without you. Now just one quick thing before I leave could you send a woman this way for me if you don't care." Greg smirked at the pictures of his parent's and heard someone clear their throat behind him.
"Hey I couldn't help but notice that you were Greg Grissom…I was just wondering if you would like to have coffee with me. I would like to discuss your and your mother's latest book."
A young woman stood behind him smiling. She was about five one with long black curly hair and big green eyes. He smiled and nodded.
"I'd like that." He offered his elbow and began to walk away with her.
He looked back over his parent's grave and said another thank you silently.
THE END
Okay really out there ending I know but I think that was the most fun I've ever had writing a fanfic. Even my mother liked it and she hates fanfics. Leave me a review or send me a more personal message at tiffany.