Last chapter. Hope you all liked it :) Thankyou to those who sent feedback.

It was 2am, and I had been out all night, searching for Sara, but it was in vain. I repeatedly berated myself for the fact that I knew so little about the woman I loved. She could have had any number of favourite places in this city, and I knew none of them.

The sense of fear and dread at the thought of Sara being hurt had only intensified, and I was beginning to panic. Where could she be? She couldn't have just vanished into thin air!

I trudged down the street that brought me to my townhouse, head down. I was going to go home and ring around to see if anyone had heard from her, and if they hadn't, I was going to continue searching. When I reached my front door, I unlocked it and headed quickly inside.

As I have lived alone for my entire adult life, I have always been somewhat used to my own isolation. I didn't expect to come home to anyone, and this thought hadn't saddened me until I met Sara. Some nights I would lie awake, imagining what it would be like to live with her, to fall asleep with her, to eat with her, to make love to her. But I would always awake alone.

I sighed and picked up the phone. I had to find her. I had to tell her how I felt.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

After leaving the club, I considered going home. But in the end, what was the point? Noone would be there to welcome me, and it's not like I was going to be able to sleep.

I headed quickly out of the carpark, and towards the dark street. It was headed in the opposite direction to my house. I thought I might find some peace if there were people around, even if they were inside their houses, and didn't know me.

As I walked, I thought about my life. I was so desperately sad. Nothing made me happy anymore. When I came to Vegas, I was happy enough in my life, and even happier at the prospect of spending time with Gil Grissom. I sighed at the thought. If only he would love me back, then maybe my life would seem worthwhile. I didn't want to be alone for the rest of my life. I wanted to be with him.

By this stage it was nearing 1am, and I was exhausted. I looked at my surroundings, trying to work out where I was. I had been walking without paying attention. I started when I realized that I was standing in front of Grissom's townhouse.

A wave of tiredness nearly knocked me off of my feet, and I forced myself to knock on his front door. Maybe he would let me call a taxi.

There was no answer. I looked at my watch again. Surely he would be back by now. He didn't seem too happy in the club. He had to have left. I sighed. Maybe he went over to Catherine's, or maybe Lady Heather's. I started to shake. I was so tired I could barely stand up straight.

I half walked, half crawled around to Grissom's back door and collapsed outside. As sleep claimed me, I managed to hope that I wouldn't freeze to death.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I felt like punching the wall when I hung up the phone for the umpteenth time. I couldn't find her anywhere. I had called everyone I could think of, and noone knew where she was. I sighed and pulled on a heavier coat, getting ready to head back out to search.

I was mentally mapping the places I had looked for her, and the places I needed to go. I headed towards my back door, planning to head to the back of my property, and onto the streets behind it.

Her face was deathly white and her fingers where blue. Everyone thinks the desert is hot, but it can be very cold too, especially at night.

"Sara." I whispered as I tried to wake her. All I could think was that she could have hypothermia.

Relief washed over me when Sara's eyes fluttered open. She stared blankly at me for a few seconds, and then her eyes grew wide.

"Griss!" She exclaimed, trying to stand up. "I'm so sorry! It was cold, and I couldn't-"

I cut her off. "Hey, let's get you inside before you freeze to death.

Sara nodded slightly, and tried to stand up, only to fall down again.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I stiffened as Griss picked me up, but quickly snuggled into his chest as he carried me inside. My cold-slowed brain couldn't process anything except the fact that the man I loved was holding me.

When he put me down on the couch, I woke up a little. He had his heating on, and I began to warm up. Griss walked away and returned with a blanket, covering me gently. I could only watch in awe.

He sat down next to me, and watched me. "Are you OK?" He asked quietly.

"Cold." I smiled at him. "But getting warmer."

"Good." He said, smiling. "I couldn't find you." He sighed, lowering his eyes.

"You... You were looking for me?" I asked incredulously.

"Of course I was!" Grissom smiled at me. "I was so worried..." He trailed off. When I didn't reply, he continued. "I know you probably hate me Sara. I've been a total jerk to you. I deserve for you to never speak to me again."

"No-" I stared, but he cut in.

"Sara, I had no right."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sara and I talked for hours. I explained how I felt about my hearing, and all of the issues in our lives. She told me how she felt about my actions. In the end, all was forgiven, and we ended up curled up asleep on my couch.

We would never have to be alone again.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

It felt so reliving to be able to say that Grissom and I sorted our issues. He does care, he loves me, and I love him.

We would never have to be alone again.