Disclaimer: I think we have established this before but here we go again: I do not own any of the characters. They belong to their creators.

A/N: Just couldn't let it go, but I have made sure that Nick is referred to as he and Grissom as he. It's confusing I know, but it makes the story flow better, sorry;-) This chapter is a continuation of chapter 1. Chapter 2 and 3 were written to clarify. It's Grissom, Nick and Sara POV. There are little time spans between the different POVs.

Pairing: N/S


Reunion

Betrayed. This must be how betrayal feels like, he thought while he watched her turn around. This scenario wasn't one he had thought of and he had thought of many. Excusing himself he walked away with no specific destination in mind. He found himself in her vicinity when he caught himself observing her once again. A bad habit, which had told him so much about her, but obviously not everything.

Her touch made him turn around, facing her and her eyes in which he could get lost. In which he had lost himself all over again without noticing it. When she told him she was sorry, he felt hope flicker in his heart. Maybe she regretted her decision, maybe there was a way back. He was more than willing to welcome her back in his life. To forgive her, to forgive her betrayal, but the words that followed made him realize she had deceived him again.

As she reached out to touch him, she felt his eyes on her, encouraging her. They had felt the subject lingering, afraid to be touched. It was not the place or time to play hide and seek.

As her skin connected with his, she realized what she had lost. As she told him she was sorry she saw hope flame up in his eyes. Hope which was crushed by the words she used next. As she felt him pull away from her she knew she wasn't going to get back what she had lost. It was too much to ask for, too much to get her mentor, her friend, back.

As he observed the events taking place in front of him, he discovered the reason why he had lost her. When it was about to get tough he pulled back. He never pushed her, instead of questioning her he alienated her by carefully evading the painful subjects. The subjects which dealt with life. His rejection was going to hurt her. No matter how much she was going to deny it, which she would do for his sake, the loss of their friendship would hurt her.

She found her way back to him. Taking the hand, he was holding out for her to take. He gently squeezed it, letting her know it was okay. They would be okay. They always had been.


A/N: Like it, hate it, please R&R:-)