Disclaimer: Not mine, never has been and most likely never will be.
A/N: This is the end of a story which should have been only one chapter:-)
Reunion
Grissom POV
This day was coming to an end and it hadn't been what he hoped for, but now it was ending he suddenly didn't want it to. He could do something about it, but he wouldn't. That would be out of character. To his surprise they stayed for the whole ceremony. He even saw pride reflected in their eyes when the mayor gave him his award. And to his surprise he stayed for the entire ceremony. He made quite a few attempts to leave, but those failed miserably.
He saw them getting ready to leave, but he couldn't bring himself to go to them. To make right what was wrong and there was a lot that was wrong. He knew they were staring at him, but he refused to look back. They left and this time he didn't watch her leave.
Several months later
He wasn't waiting for her Christmas card to arrive. It was just necessary to check his mail five times a day. His secretary already started shaking her head when she saw him approach her desk. She knew what he was waiting for, everyone surrounding him knew. Christmas was nearing and it didn't arrive. He didn't even know why he expected her to continue this little ritual they created over the years after he made it very clear he didn't want her in his life if she was sharing hers with someone else. After a while he stopped asking for his mail altogether. Afraid it would never arrive or that it would and it wouldn't say what he wanted it to, which was strange, because he wasn't sure what he wanted it to say.
Christmas arrived. The family holiday and to his irony he had the day off. Entering his home his eyes immediately noticed the the red envelope which was quite conspicuous in his sterile white home. He didn't need to open it to know it finally arrived, but there was something different this time. As he turned the envelope around, right in the corner it was written down, her address, their address. A strange sense of relief surged through his body. The address which stared him in the face represented a new beginning. A new beginning he would instigate.
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