Sara came to Grissom and wrapped her arms around him.

"You know, not all of my memories of this place are bad. This is where I met you. I remember that Seminar I went to. I was new the Crime Lab here and they sent me for more training. I thought you'd be boring. I was pleasantly surprised by how engaging you were, and sexy, I might add."

Grissom smiled at her.

Grissom added his memories of their first meeting.

"I remember you coming in and sitting in the front row. I remember that ponytail. You were late that first day. When you came in I was perturbed that you were late. I remember it disrupted the lecture. It was about a double murder in a garage. I was lecturing on how to gather evidence and how to interpret that evidence. The class was very interested, but you kept asking questions. I liked that. It showed you were thinking. You were different. You looked at the big picture. You stayed after to ask questions. Your ponytail was bobbing up and down as you talked. I found that sexy for some reason. I was hardly able to concentrate on what you were saying."

"Yeah, but I really just wanted to see you some more. I was quite taken with you. I had finally met someone who liked the same stuff I did and was sexy. I just had to meet you and spend more time with you. You didn't seem that interested in me though."

"Oh, I was. I just felt awkward expressing those feelings. I was your teacher and you were my student. You were one of the brightest students I'd ever had. I was impressed by your brains. I also thought you were the most beautiful person I had ever seen. I never asked any of the other students to have lunch with me or to come work for me. I wanted to spend time with you too. I almost felt guilty about it. I knew that I could never act on this, but I couldn't help myself. I just had to be near you."

"I never knew you felt like that."

"I spent a week longer here than I planned to so I could be near you. I never told you that before did I?"

"Gil Grissom, you sneak."

"I really wanted to spend time with you. Remember when we had lunch on the pier. I almost kissed you that day. You were cold and I gave you my jacket and you sat close to me. Remember we watched the sunset together? I wanted to kiss you in the worst way. "

"Why didn't you tell me then?"

"I was your teacher, I couldn't."

"We were both adults. I don't think there would have been repercussions at that point."

"I know that now. Then, it was different. I was worried about the perception of us dating. I just did everything in the context of being you teacher. If anyone had looked closely they would have seen right through me. Sara, I was so attracted to you then."

"Gil, I was in love with you then. I would have moved to Vegas then and there. When you called me to ask me to come and investigate Warrick I jumped at the chance. I moved to Vegas to be with you. I never knew you felt the same way. I was honored that you asked. Everyone here thought I was nuts."

"I did bring you in because you are good, but also because I wanted to be near you."

"Then why did it take you 5 years to finally come to your senses?"

"Same reasons. I was now your boss and I couldn't be your lover too. I was afraid. I was afraid of what others would think and afraid I would lose you. I have lived much of my life alone. I was used to that. I was so torn between work and you. I fought it as long as I could. I just decided that being alone was not what I wanted. I wanted you. Almost losing you in the hospital that day showed me that I could not live without you."

"You never told this to me before."

"I never told anyone before."

"Thanks for sharing. It really means a lot to me."

"We need to be honest. Coming back here to this place has brought back so many feelings and memories. Having you with me is even better. I love you, Sara."

"I love you too."

Grissom and Sara decided to spend the weekend reliving their time in San Francisco.

"Would you have dinner on the pier tonight? I know you don't eat calamari anymore but there is a lot to eat there. I hear the sourdough bread is great. I want to do all the things I didn't get do with you last time we were here. That walk on the pier will end differently this time. Tomorrow we can go to the Park and take a walk in the rose garden. We can go to Ghirardelli Square and eat chocolate. We don't have to leave until Sunday."

"Well, I don't know if we have time for all of that. Vanessa is not up for all that trekking around. We will go to dinner and we will go get chocolate. We'll see about the rose gardens and the Park. Right now let's go take a nap. I need to rest."

Sara, Grissom and Vanessa went back to the hotel and rested until dinner. Sara was sleeping on the bed and Grissom was reading by the window. He stopped to look at Sara as she slept. I am the luckiest man in the world he thinks to himself. He walked over to the bed and kissed Sara on the head. She stirred and looked at Grissom.

"Is everything OK. Is Vanessa awake?"

"No, she's still asleep. She should be out for a while. Lucky we got a suite. She has her own room."

"Why Mr. Grissom what do you have in mind?"

"Sara, I should have done this 10 years ago when we were here."

Grissom caressed Sara's face before he kissed her. She melted into that kiss.

"Sara, I love you. I'm sorry wasted so much time. I wanted so much to make love to you then, but I was afraid that if I did I wouldn't be able to leave when the time came. I tried to hide from our relationship and date other women. I tried not dating anyone. Nothing worked. I couldn't forget you. I wanted you from the first time I saw you. I wasn't mad when you came in late that day. I didn't lose my place because of that. I lost my place because I couldn't breathe for about 10 seconds. You were the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. I couldn't take my eyes off of you."

"Gil, I thought you were angry. How funny."

"Well, I couldn't let the other students know that I was smitten with a student the minute she walked in the room."

"I asked to talk to you after class just so I had an excuse to see you longer."

"And all this time I thought you were interested in what I was lecturing about."

"I was. I learned so much from you. I began quoting you to my coworkers. It really began to bug them. They began to suspect I think. That week we spent together was enlightening for me in so many ways."

"Sara, I felt the same way. It was right then that I decided that the first chance I got to hire a new person I would call you. When offered me the supervisor's position I took it because it gave me the chance to hire you. I wanted you in Vegas with me. I knew you were a great criminalist. I asked and the Sheriff agreed to let you handle the investigation into Holly's death. I trusted you. You are still the person I trust with everything."

"I was flattered when you asked me to come. I jumped at the chance. I didn't know how you felt about me, but I wanted to be close to you."

"I wanted to be close to you. I got scared. I..."

"Gil, its OK I know. Remember the case with the doctor that killed the nurse and her boyfriend. The one that looked like me? I was on the other side of the glass when you were talking to him. I heard what you said to him. It was then I understood why you kept pushing me away. I knew you were scared. I knew that you felt the same way I did and that I needed to give you time. Pushing you was only going to drive you away."

"You heard that? How come you never said anything?"

"Were you ready to act on those feelings?"

Grissom, softly, remorsefully, "No."

"I knew that. So I backed off until you could sort out how you felt about me. It seems to have worked." There was that Sara smile again.

Grissom smiled back at her and leaned in to kiss her. Sara let her lips part and allowed access for him to explore. His hands went under her shirt. Clothes were removed. Grissom laid her on the bed and kissed her again. He went slowly. This would be the first time since Vanessa was born. She was not willing to wait. She took the lead. She reached down and guided him to where she wanted him. She set the pace and he followed. Sara wanted to be as close to him as she could now. It was part of her healing. Her past was no longer going to control her future. Grissom was her future and she was ready to face that.

San Francisco

Grissom and Sara took the baby to dinner on the pier. They ate at the same restaurant they ate at 10 years ago. It was a great evening for both of them. They were so happy that their daughter was with them. Happy memories were all that either wanted to remember. That day they had spent on the pier still held a fond spot in both their hearts. At home a picture sat in a frame of that day. She smiled he did not. He had been too mesmerized by her.

Grissom saw that she was lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

"You."

"Good thoughts I hope."

"I was just thinking that 10 years ago who'd have thought things would have turned out this way? I doubted for so long that I'd ever be with you, but here we are with our daughter."

"Thanks for waiting." He leaned in and kissed her.

"You're welcome."

"Are you tired? Do you want to go back to the hotel and rest?"

"Oh, I know your kind of resting?"

"I promise only sleep."

"Yeah, I am tired. Do you still want to go to the Park tomorrow?"

"Only if you are up to it."

"I think that would be fun."

They went back to the hotel and settled in for the night.

When they woke up the next morning, it was raining.

Grissom stated the obvious, "Well, so much for the rose garden."

Sara had another idea."Do you just want to take a drive? We can see the city by car."

"OK."

They got ready and drive around the city. It was a beautiful place. They went by where Sara used to work at the San Francisco Crime lab.

Sara grabbed his arm. "Stop. This is where I used to work. Can we go in to see if anybody I know is still there?"

"Sure."

They parked and went inside. The first person they see was the receptionist, Veronica Hamilton.

"Why Sara Sidle, how are you?"

Sara:"I'm fine, except its Sara Grissom now. Veronica, this is my husband, Gil Grissom."

"Is this the same Gil Grissom you left us for?"

"Yep. And this is our daughter Vanessa."

"Well, Congratulations."

"Thanks. Are any of the old team still here?"

"Frank Shilling is here, so is Amanda Trent. I don't think anyone else is here right now. Do you want me to call them for you?"

"That'd be great"

"I'll be right back."

Sara turned to Grissom to explain who everyone was.

"Frank was my supervisor….one I didn't want to sleep with. Brass reminds me of him."

Grissom quipped back, "Well, I'm glad you didn't wanna sleep with Brass."

"Amanda started here the same time I did. She was actually at the conference where we met."

"I don't remember. I was kinda distracted by some tall brunette."

Veronica called Sara's old friends and they came out to see her.

Frank was the first one out.

"How the hell are ya, Sara?" He gave her a hug.

"Great, Frank. I'd like you to meet my family. This is Gil, my husband and Vanessa, my daughter."

Grissom said hello to Amanda and to Frank.

They shook hands with Grissom.

"Nice to meet you Gil. Sara, is this the same Gil..."

Sara turned red as she answered, "Yes." A little embarrassed.

"Well, I'm glad everything worked out for you."

"I couldn't be happier."

"That's great. How long are you here for?"

"We have to leave tomorrow. I just wanted to come in and say hi while I was here."

"Well, I'm glad you did. You said you'd get him and you did."

"It was nice to meet all of you. Sara has talked about you often."

"I'll give you a call when we get back to Vegas so we can catch up. Say hi to everyone else for me."

"I will. Bye."

"Bye."

Sara and Grissom left and went back to the hotel.

"What time do you want to leave tomorrow?"

"Fairly early. I want to be back at a decent time."

"I have to work Monday night."

"I want to get home to get on with our life in Vegas. This trip has proved to me that I made the right decision coming to Vegas; I think I am finally ready to put my childhood behind me and move on. Thanks for sharing this with me. I love you."

"I love you, too. And you're welcome. I'd do anything for you."

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