Disclaimer: Still don't own CSI:

Author's note: Hey, if anyone wants to get me Nick for Christmas I'd be one happy camper… J

Grissom took a personal day at the lab that night. Hannah was coming to his townhouse, and he wanted to make sure that everything was prefect for her. He was in the kitchen making Hannah's favorite dinner, vegetarian lasagna. Grissom figured that it was safe bet since that it was her absolute favorite all those years ago.

Just as he put it in the oven, his cell rang. With a tone of mild irritation he answered.

"Grissom."

"Hey, its Lydie."

"Oh, hi."

"There is something odd that came up in the crime scene from last night."

"What's that?"

"A toenail."

"Run it for DNA."

"We did."

"So why did you call me."

"You're so not going to believe me, but it's from a liger."

 "A half tiger, half lion?"

"You got it. We're running all the zoo's in the Las Vegas Metro area and the Salt Lake Metro area."

"I'll be in early next shift to go over the results with you."

"Okay then."

"Good night."

" 'Night Grissom."

He turned off his cell totally against his better judgment, but at that moment he really didn't care what the repercussions were. Just as he sat it on the desk he had set up in his study, the doorbell rang. Taking deep breaths he walked over to the door.

"Hey, Love." Hannah said as Gil opened the door

"Hannah! Come in, please."

"Thanks, because I honestly planned on staying out on your porch for a few days."

"You still haven't lost your sense of humor, have you?"

"And you still don't appreciate it." Hannah said, putting her bags by the door and taking off her pea coat.

"I guess not."

"I love your place."

"Well for the next while it's yours too."

"I didn't know where you wanted to sleep so I didn't get that ready."

Hannah smiled a quirky half smile.

"What?"

"Nothing, Love, nothing."

"You, you look amazing, Hannah Banana."

"Well you don't look half bad yourself."

"I made your favorite."

"Veggie lasagna?"

Grissom nodded his head.

"I can't believe that you remember that I love that!"

"Well, how could I forget anything about you?"

"I don't know."

"Well take a seat at the table. It smells like it's done."

Hannah and Grissom sat down to a wonderful meal and good conversation. They tried to catch up on the past thirty years, but they kept getting lost in each other. Gil just wanted to touch her to make sure that this whole thing wasn't a dream, a phantom of what he truly wanted. Hannah missed the man that forever touched her, and altered her existence; she missed more than she could ever miss anyone or anything. She was lucky, she could see Lydie grow up, and was able to be part of her life.

After dinner was cleaned up, Gil and Hannah sat down on the couch that was in the living room.

"Hannah, I don't know how I could have ever let you go like that."

"We were eighteen, Gil. I mean could we really have made it? You couldn't have gone to university to become an investigator. I wouldn't have been able to become a wedding planner. Maybe it was for the best." Hannah said leaning into Grissom, he putting his arms around her

"We could have made it, Hannah. I know it."

"Too late now, isn't?"

"I have something for you." Grissom said getting up

He went into his bedroom and dug around in the little box that he kept of all the important things that made up his life. In the bottom corner, be found what he was looking for.

"Hannah," he said sitting back with his beloved "I saved this for almost thirty years now, and I think that its time I gave it to you."

He handed her the little navy velvet box, and when she opened it, she gasped. Inside was an opal ring that had two little diamonds on the side of it.

"You were going to propose to me?" she whispered

"I was going to ask you to run off with me, and it would just be the two of us."

" I had no idea, Love. If I knew I would have gone were ever you would have taken me." Hannah said as he slipped the ring on her wedding ring finger

 "Life throws you curves, we dodge, we swerve, but we go on."

Grissom leaned in and kissed her. Her lips were still so soft and warm, and everything that he remembered. She started to cry tears of devotion and love.

"I never thought that I would get to kiss you again, Love."

"Me either, and this time, I'm not letting you go."

"I won't let you, Gil. I just couldn't."