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Chapter 5

I watch as Warrick and Lindsey rush over to the couch, at Catherine's passing order, sitting beside me. "What is that all about?"

"I think Grissom is getting an ear full from a very mad CSI we know."

"What did he do?"

"Something he wasn't supposed too I guess."

"I don't like it when Uncle Gris and Mommy fight."

"There are not fighting Linds, they just don't want anyone to over hear them. Adult do that sometimes." Warrick tries to explain to the disbelieving girl.

"It's never a good thing when Mommy and Grissom talk in the kitchen. He usually ends up leaving."

"Well, they always make up don't they?"

"Yeah." Though she still doesn't seem to happy with the situation. I look up as Catherine comes out of the kitchen, with a self satisfied grin on her face. Grissom emerging behind her. "Are you leaving?"

"No, he is staying...' Lindsey smiled, running over to him. Grissom hugged the girl, seeing her smile up at him. "As long as he apologizes..."

"Uh oh..."

"Sara, can I talk to you for a moment?" My eyes dart to Catherine's, holding her gaze for a moment before she smiles, nodding once. I hand Andrea to Warrick, moving to follow Grissom to the back porch.

"We need to talk."

"Yeah, we do." I sit beside him on the back porch step, looking over the yard.

"I know I haven't been as supportive as I could, or should, have been." He holds up a hand to stop my comment. "I'm happy for you Sara, and I can tell by looking at you that you are happy too."

"I am," he cuts me off again.

"Remember when you said that you knew what to do about this?" I nod, feeling my stomach twist, biting my bottom lip, "And when you said that by the time I figured it out, it could be too late."

"Yeah,"

"I didn't know what to say to you, and by the time that I figured it out, you never mentioned it again. You seemed to move on, and I didn't know how to bring it up. You pulled back from me, and I didn't know how much I missed that until you showed up in my office with Warrick and Andrea. Looking like a family. You looked so comfortable with Andrea on your hip, your eyes lighting up even then. That I was jealous, you were happy, moving on with your life. Without me." I look out across the lawn, taking a deep breath.

"I won't lie to you. There was a time that I would have done anything to be with you. To even have a chance with you. It was hard when you turned me down, I spent the next few weeks trying to figure out how to move on. You never showed any signs that you wanted me or a relationship."

"I could tell by the way that you were talking about this new guy, that it was different from Hank or Sean. It was different with this one. You could see it in your eyes, you stopped working so late, you stopped becoming so obsessive with the cases. He's good for you."

"You know who it is don't you?" He smiled slightly, nodding once.

"You two were very good at hiding it, but you slipped once, or I would have never have figured it out." Sara raised an eyebrow in silent question. "Warrick's Grandmother. You would have never have asked for his help. So he gave it to you willingly." I nod, looking into the house, "Once I suspected, it became easy to find the rest of the signs. Lunches together, bickering over dinner, leaving together, arriving together. I'm surprised that I figured it out before Catherine. She is usually better at finding things like that out."

"Yeah she is,' I smile slightly, 'I have wanted to tell her, but I was afraid that she wouldn't have believed me. I still don't think that she would believe me. And I am afraid of what will happen when we do tell everybody. With working together to living together. When Andrea came along, I would have told you that I was not sure about Warrick and I. Where we stood. But he has been there for me every step of the way, helping me find a way to do this. Talking the idea over, saying what would change, how it would change. The troubles that we would have to face. And I remember sitting there, listening to him. And it was never things 'I' would have to do. He referred to everything in plurals, that they would face everything together. I can remember when he proposed, I was taken completely off guard, because when I answered, I didn't think. I just answered, and I meant it. I want to marry him. I want to be with him, and to raise Andrea."

"There sounds like there is a story in there somewhere, but I understand that you don't want to share it yet."

"Lets go back inside."

"Why don't you wear the ring?" Truly curious, and then completely surprised by the answer.

"Because, we're not ready to give up paradise"