Disclaimer: As much as I'd like to, I don't own any of these characters. Oh, yeah, I don't own the song either…

Note: We're near the end people! There's probably gonna be one or two more chapters and then my WIP should no longer be a WIP. Thanks for all your great reviews!

I forgot to put this on my first post of this chapter but the song that I'm referring to is "Will You Remember Me" by Sara Mc Laughlin. It's a beautiful song and I think that it perfectly sums up GeekLove

Ok, I had to change the end of this chapter for many reasons but mainly because chapter 8 just wasn't working for me. But it'll be up soon, I promise!!!

Chapter Seven

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 "Sara?" Grissom called as he opened the front door to his house. All the lights were off and the place was completely silent. Grissom was used to coming home and finding Sara on the couch, aimlessly watching TV, however tonight was different. Sara was missing. He wandered around the house some more, checking in her room, his room and knocking on the bathroom doors to see if she was there. She wasn't. Grissom walked into the kitchen, concerned where she was, worried for her safety. If anything had happened to her, it would be entirely his fault. He had insisted that he work on a Saturday when she had told him not to. Grissom remembered the despair in her eyes when he told her that he wasn't going to be there all day, leaving her all alone. As he reached for the phone to try and call Sara's cell phone, he saw a note on the fridge. Grissom could recognise Sara's handwriting from afar and smiled as he pulled it out from under the magnet which held it in place.

Grissom,

Have gone out with Cath and boys for drinks. I wanted to wait for you until you came home but you know Cath – she's very insistent and she's demanding that we leave. Ok now she's walking out the door. See you soon,

Sara

P.S. It would be great if you could join us.

Grissom turned the sheet of paper over and looked at the address of the club she had left him. It seemed like a very un-like Sara place to go, but, as her note said, if Catherine was pushing her, she couldn't say no without putting up a fight. Grissom sighed and flopped down on the couch as he considered his next move.

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Sara looked around the club as she stood at the bar with Greg and Nicky, waiting for their drinks to arrive. Catherine had dragged her here with the promise of a good time, when in fact Sara would have had a better time at home, in privacy, with Grissom. Sara sighed loudly, and looked annoyed.

"Hey, Sara, lighten up," Nicky said as she shifted uncomfortably on the bar stool, "we're here for a good time, remember?" He smiled his famous Texan smile at her and she unwillingly succumbed to his good mood.

"Yeah, I know Nicky." She smiled at him as she watched the bartender run around on the other side of the bar, collecting orders but apparently not acting on them.

"Could they be any slower," Sara muttered under her breath.

"I believe they could Sara," Greg said, placing his arm around her shoulders. She glared at him, and looked back at the bartender running around as Greg delicately removed his arm. Sara and Greg chatted idly together as Nicky turned to the girl next to him and began to flirt with her. Greg noticed and sighed.

"Why does he have all the luck," Greg moaned.

"Don't worry Greggo," Sara said, patting him on the shoulder, "the right girl will turn up one day."

"Are you saying that you're the right girl Sara?" Greg said with a grin.

Sara rolled her eyes at him. "Dream on," she said as she hopped off the bar stool and stood with her back against the bar. Her eyes wandered around the room, over the couples dancing, to the booth they had reserved, and finally to the door, where she saw Grissom standing, staring at her. She blushed slightly and smiled, smoothing down her skirt. Cath had dressed her before she left, insisting that she could not leave in jeans and a t-shirt. Instead, she had dressed her in a red skirt, long enough to be demure, but with a killer split at the back and a low cut black top. On her feet were champagne gold stilettos, which set off the red on her toenails. She felt like they were the only ones in the room as they stared into each others eyes for what seemed like eternity. He was mesmerised by her, and she by him. However, the moment was soon broken by Greg's loud and friendly call for Grissom to come and join them at the bar.

"Hey Griss!" he yelled out, waving his hand crazily. Grissom smiled at the young lab-rat and walked over, nodding at Greg. Sara looked him up and down, smiling to herself, pleased with the result. He had spent a long time getting ready, choosing the right clothes to wear and Sara could see that. She could also see something different in his eyes tonight, as if he had just come to a realisation.

"So Griss, what can I get you?" she asked with a smile. "Wait, don't tell me  -let me guess..." She leant over the bar, allowing Grissom a full view of her split and yelled at the bartender for another beer. Greg looked at Grissom who continued to stare at Sara. When their drinks were finally dumped in front of them, they each grabbed some and wandered over to their booth where Catherine and Warrick sat. Sara walked very close to Grissom, managing to brush herself against his arm. It sent shivers down Grissom's spine every time she touched him. When they finally made it over to their booth they dumped their drinks on the table and handed them out.

They sat and chattered for a while as a group, discussing trivial things, like how Greg managed to make his hair so crazy and what it would look like on Grissom. When Greg offered to do Grissom's hair one day he jokingly threatened to fire the lab-rat if he even came within an inch to him with a jar of hair gel. They chatted some more until Catherine pulled Warrick up and demanded that he dance with her. Greg made a crude joke about Catherine's 'dancing' and she swatted him over the head with her hand. Grissom, however, did not notice, content to watch how the light played with Sara's hair when she turned her head to speak, or when she threw it back in laughter. Soon after Catherine and Warrick got up to dance, Greg went to the bar to buy another round of drinks for them all. As soon as he made it to the bar, he joined Nicky and began to flirt with any and every girl there.

Sara gazed over to the bar where Greg and Nicky were joking and flirting and smiled, sighing slightly as lent back into the booth, tapping on her near empty beer bottle. She looked over to where Grissom sat opposite her, laughing to herself as she saw how he looked more and more irritated as she tapped on the bottle. She began to tap it harder and faster, deliberately annoying Grissom. He looked at her smiling face and reached out to grab her hand.

"What?" she asked him, smiling and leaning forward a little towards him

"You shouldn't do that." He also leant forward, mirroring her as he wrapped his hand around hers. The tapping stopped from the pressure of his hand and they smiled at each other. She slowly wiggled the bottle out from under his hand and took a swig from it. His expression nearly killed her with laughter.

"Haven't you ever seen a lady take a swig of beer before?" she joked, finishing off the drink. He smiled at her comment and leant back in the booth once more, watching the couples on the dance floor. All of a sudden, Sara nudged him under the table with her shoe.

"It is alright to talk, you know,' she said quietly, rubbing his leg with her foot. Grissom smiled at her and leant forward, prepared to speak when a pile of beer bottles landed in front of them. Greg and his drinks had arrived, along with Nicky who he had managed to drag away from the bar. Greg handed out the drinks with his usual finesse, bowing deeply when Sara took hers. She laughed at his joking behaviour and his flirtatious comments, as he took the seat beside Sara. They talked together as a group until a breathless Catherine and Warrick returned.

"Man, that girl can dance," Warrick said, resting his arm on the table. She had worn him out.

"Ahh, Warrick," Cath said, patting him on the shoulder, "it used to be my job." Greg raised an eyebrow and Catherine hit him on the arm. "Not on your life, Greg," she said sternly. As they went to sit down, Sara stood up and climbed out of the booth, moving over to Grissoms side of the table.

"You know what guys, I might sit here." Catherine raised one eyebrow as she motioned towards the spot next to Grissom. "What!" she exclaimed, looking at Catherine. "There's more room!" She proved her point by hastily sitting next to Grissom, nearly landing on top of him. He blushed slightly, and moved over, allowing her to have more room. As they began to talk again, he found that his arm subconsciously made its way around her back, and her hand made its way onto his leg, gently rubbing little circles. They talked some more, the only ones aware of their close contact. Sara sighed and leaned back into Grissom, looking at the dance floor.

"You seem to be doing that a lot lately," Grissom whispered in her ear as he took in the sweet smell of her shampoo. She turned to face him and smiled, saying nothing. They sat in silence together, listening to the others talk. A slow song was put on and Catherine suddenly sat up, exclaiming how much she loved the song. Sara agreed and turned to Grissom, contemplating something. She sat still for a second and then turned to him.

"Would you like to dance with me?" she asked, standing up, offering him her hand. He looked up at her and then back at the group.

"Go on Gil," Catherine said, amused by his expression of amazement, and pushed him up.

I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

They walked over to the dance floor, hand in hand, ignoring the catcalls from the booth they had just vacated. They stopped in the middle of the dance floor, and Sara moved into him forming a dance position, his hand on her hip, her hand on his shoulder, their hands pressed together. They began to slowly dance.

Remember the good times that we had?
Let them slip away from us when things got bad
Clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one

Sara looked up at Grissom and smiled slightly. She intertwined her fingers with his and he rubbed her hand. She sighed and lent further into him, lapping up his scent. She smiled to herself as she felt his hand move further around to her back, slowly rubbing it in small circular motions.

I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

She moved her hand away from his and wrapped both her arms around his neck, burying her face in his neck. He felt her fingers play with the hair at the base of his neck, gently twirling his curls. His hands slipped down, finding their way to her hips as he gently cradled them.

I'm so tired but I can't sleep
Standin' on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard

Their dancing slowed down until they were barely moving, their feet slightly shuffling and their hands slightly moving, holding each other in this intimate embrace. Sara lifted her head off his shoulder and looked into his eyes. He leant his head forward, pressing his forehead to hers. She gazed into his deep blue eyes and smiled.

But I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

"Sara," he murmured.

"Shhh..." she told him, placing a finger on his mouth to stop him from speaking. She gently pressed her finger against his lips, and he kissed it as if it was the most precious thing on earth. She closed her eyes and leant into him, resting her head on his shoulder.

So afraid to love you, more afraid to loose
Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
Once there was a darkness, a deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light

She felt Grissom lips begin to kiss her jawbone, slowly, gently, his breath tickling her skin. She smiled to herself, perfectly content to stay like this, in this position for the rest of her life. For the first time in months, she felt completely safe and secure, wrapped up in his warm embrace.

And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

They stayed like this, wrapped together, hardly moving, until the song finished. Sara was the first to pull away, wrapping her arms around his waist as she moved away from him.

"Thankyou," she whispered to him, pressing her lips to his cheek, smiling at the same time. She slowly turned around and grabbed both of his hands behind her back, leading him back to the table. Then, she suddenly stopped. Grissom bumped into her, catching her hips as he fell forward slightly. She did not move, glued to the spot where she stood. Grissom followed her gaze to a man and his young female partner who had just entered the room. He watched as the young lady held out her left hand for the group that had gathered around them, showing off her sparkling ring. Then he recognised the man. Hank. Hank the cheating bastard had proposed to his girlfriend. Sara did not move. He turned her around, his hands still on her hips, breaking her gaze from the happy couple. She stared straight past him, tears forming him her eyes, not saying a word.

"Sara," he said, trying to get her attention.

"I can't... I have to…" she mumbled as she knocked his hands out of the way, tears beginning to fall as she ran out of the room. Grissom stood there, unsure of what to do. He suddenly ran back to the table and grabbed her bag, ignoring Catherine's calls of where he was going. Grissom ran out the door, letting it slam behind him as he desperately searched for Sara. He called out her name. No response.

"Of course there'd be no response you idiot," he said to himself, jogging into the car park. Then he saw her, sitting on the footpath, her feet in the gutter, her head between her hands.

"Sara?" he asked as he walked over to her. She sat up slightly and sniffed quietly. "Sara, shh… it's alright," Grissom said as he sat on the pavement next to her, placing his hand on her back, rubbing it gently. She continued to look down into the gutter, her hair falling over her face as Grissom began formulating plans on ways to hurt Hank, who Sara let into her heart and who destroyed it so badly. He could not stand the sight of Sara hurting. "Shh… honey, it's going to be alright…"

"No it's not!" she exclaimed, suddenly standing up and knocking his hand off her back. "You saw what he did, and… and… and you're telling me that it's going to be alright?!?" She stormed off down the street, her heels clicking as she began to run. "SHIT!" Sara yelled as one of her heels broke and she fell off it, landing on the street with a thud. Grissom ran after her and helped her get up as she bent down and took both her shoes off. She let them drop to the ground and Grissom took her by the waist holding her to him, ignoring her resisting struggles as she sobbed loudly. "Shit," she swore over and over again, until it became a quiet whimper and she finally stopped fighting Grissom, falling into him in a wave of tears. He did not speak, instead letting Sara release all her anger and emotions through tears and sobs. Grissom held the back of her head to him and when he was sure that she had calmed down he pulled away from her.

"There," he whispered, "all better." She sniffed and wiped beneath her eyes. Grissom pushed a lock of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear, running his finger along her jawbone.

"Why are you so nice to me?" she asked, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Because you deserve some one who's nice to you," he said, as he rubbed his thumb across her cheek, gently wiping some tears away. She smiled at him and looked up into the night sky. Grissom followed her gaze and smiled softly, looking back down at Sara. "Come on," he said gently, taking her by the hand and leading her to his car, "Let's go home."

TBC…

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Ch 8 is coming soon!!! I promise. I had to change the end of this chapter so that the next chapter would actually work. The fluffiness just wasn't working with my old chapter 8. Please review!!!!