Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own any of the characters except for Isabella. *Wishes she owned Grissom & Nick*

A/N: This is the final chapter, just wanted to wrap everything up so they could live 'happily ever after'.

"Hey," she walked over and kissed him, "You ready to go home?"

He nodded. He was so relieved to finally be going home. It had been seven days since he had been shot at a crime scene and there was nothing he wanted more than to be in the comfort of his own home.

"Okay well I've taken the night off work so I can help you around the house," she told him as she placed his forensic magazines into his bag.

"Sara I can look after myself you know," he said.

"I know you can honey, it's just I'd feel much better if I was with you, okay?"

He nodded. He was quite happy to be spending the night with the woman he loved rather than by himself, which is what he was used to.

She picked up his bag and took his hand. "Let's go."

He stood up and they walked out hand in hand.

They arrived at Grissom's townhouse thirty minutes later. Grissom gave Sara his keys so she could open the door. Once they were inside he walked straight over to his couch and sat down. His shoulder was in a lot of pain, but he was too proud to admit it so he suffered in silence.

"You want some coffee?" She asked.

"Sure, I'll show you were..." she cut him off as he began to stand.

"I'll find it," she stated before turning towards the kitchen.

He felt so helpless and he hated it. He had only ever relied upon himself so he was finding it very difficult to rely on someone else, no matter how much he loved that someone.

Sara appeared with two cups of coffee in her hand. She placed them on the table in front of the couch and sat down next to him.

He placed his arm around her and she snuggled close to him.

'I could stay like this forever' he thought to himself.

She looked up at him and broke his thoughts.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeh I'm fine."

"Good 'cos I need to go the supermarket, you have no food here."

"Okay I'll come with you," he said as he began to stand.

"No Griss, it's okay, you need your rest."

"SARA I'M FINE," he screamed.

She stood up and looked at him in shock.

"I'm sorry for worrying about the man I love," she turned and walked out of his house, tears running down her face.

He stood to follow her, his head was spinning but he managed to make it to the door, but he was too late and all he could do was watch her leave.

He went back inside and took a couple of painkillers, his shoulder was throbbing worse than ever. 'Maybe it's my heart that's hurting' he thought to himself.

He sat back down on the couch as the painkillers began to work. After a couple of minutes he fell into a restless sleep.

Meanwhile Sara was in the supermarket. She was trying to convince herself that Grissom was tired and he didn't mean what he said. 'What if he doesn't need me anymore?' she asked herself as she strolled down the aisles. She was throwing random items into her cart as she continued to think about Grissom.

When she arrived back at his townhouse he was asleep on the couch, the box of painkillers placed on the table in front of him. She quietly entered the kitchen and placed the items of food in the cupboards. She made herself another cup of coffee and sat in the kitchen reading one of Grissom's forensic magazines.

Grissom was asleep for a couple of hours. When he woke up he hoped that Sara would be sitting next to him but she wasn't. He slowly stood up and walked to the kitchen, he was happy to find Sara leaning on the table, fast asleep.

He noticed how uncomfortable she looked so he decided to wake her.

"Sara, honey," he whispered into her ear.

She opened her eyes and smiled at the man next to her.

"I'm sorry about before," he told her.

She smiled and leaned forward to kiss him.

"Let's go to bed," he said taking her hand and pulling her up from the stool.

They both got into Grissom's bed fully clothed and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Six months later

Sara was now living with Grissom in his small townhouse and he had finally proposed to her two weeks ago. They were lying in bed together when Sara turned to ask him something.

"Griss, what are we going to do when our supervisor's finds out we're getting married?"

"I don't know," he told her taking her hand into his.

"We could lose our jobs."

"I know but it's a risk I am willing to take."

"I'm willing to take that risk too but we can't support a child if we are both unemployed."

"I know but that might not happen for a couple of years, we will have sorted everything out by then."

"Well it might be happening sooner than you think," she told him as she got out of bed.

"Sara, is there something you want to tell me?" He asked, moving over to her side of the bed so he was closer to her.

She turned away from him, "I'm pregnant."

He stood behind her and placed his arms around her waist putting his hands on her stomach.

"Honey, that is great," he told her happily.

"What? You're happy about this?" She asked turning to face him.

"Of course I'm happy about this, we are having a baby."

She threw her arms around him and kissed him. "We're going to be parents," she announced happily.

When they arrived in work that night they gathered the team, including Greg, into the break room to announce their good news. Everyone was extremely happy for them especially Nick.

"So I'm going to be an uncle then?" He asked Sara.

"Look's like it," she told him happily.

He pulled her into his arms and gave her a big hug, "I'm glad you're finally happy," he whispered into her ear. He was rewarded with a huge smile and a kiss on the cheek.

On June 12th 2004, Isabella Grissom was brought into the world. The team were waiting outside the delivery room for the first glance of the new addition to their family. Grissom appeared after ten minutes carrying her in a pink blanket. Nick was the first to appear next to him.

"Guy's this is Isabella," he announced happily.

"Wow, she looks like Sara," Nick said.

"I know isn't she beautiful," Grissom said as he stared at his daughter who was fast asleep in his arms.

They all nodded in agreement. They watched Grissom with his daughter and saw a totally different side to him, he was smiling happily and they had never seen so much love in someone's eyes.

"I better go back into Sara," he told them.

Catherine leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, Warrick and Nick patted him on the back and they each took one last look at Isabella before leaving.

Grissom entered the delivery room to find Sara fast asleep. He sat in the chair next to her bed and continued to look at his daughter, he never thought he could love anyone as much as he loved Sara, but he could and that person was fast asleep in his arms.

Just over six months later on December 23rd Sara Sidle became Sara Grissom. It was a small ceremony with only a few friends and family.

Nick proudly walked down the aisle carrying Isabella to her happy parents. He placed her in a small pushchair next to them so that they could be close to her. Catherine was Sara's maid of honour while Warrick was Grissom's best man, although Nick was initially upset at not being best man he soon recovered when he was chosen to be Godfather a few months before.

As Sara walked out of the church with her husband and daughter next to her she knew that her life was complete and that she was the happiest she had ever been before.

Grissom turned to her and pulled her closer and kissed her, as their friends and family looked on at the happy couple.

Of course they lived happily ever after!

THE END

A/N: I hope you enjoyed it, sorry if it wasn't that good, I started to lose the plot near the end!!