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Grissom awoke with a start. He turned over onto his side, careful not to fall of the sofa. As peaceful and sound as his sleep was, his back hadn't appreciated the unsupportive structure of the makeshift bed. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the living room of Sara's apartment and giving it a tranquil glow. The morning light also shone onto the clock alerting Grissom to the hour.

Work in 4 hours he thought with an inward groan. He would have much more appreciated the day off, not only to sleep some more, but also to have the opportunity to spend more time with Sara, and thank her for her gift. Although they'd known each other for years, Sara often found herself having to remind him of simple facts about herself, for example, the fact that she was vegetarian.

Begrudgingly, Grissom moved himself into an upright position, massaging the small of his back before stretching out his arms. He spotted the Christmas gift from the night before still on the table, with the photograph lying on top. I'm not as young as I used to be. What does she still see in me?

Gathering his socks and shoes, and straightening his borrowed linen, he quietly made his way down the hall to the first door.

I can't just leave, plus Sara'll have no way of getting to work seeing as she left her car in the parking lot.

He gingerly rapped on the door and awaited a response. Nothing. Trying again, he opened the door slightly to look in.

Noting a chair just to the side of the door with yesterdays clothes strewn across the back of it, he opened the door a wee bit more seeing the foot of the bed. 'Sara?'

Swinging it open more, Grissom saw a sight that he doubted he'd ever forget.

Her eyes closed with a hand raised above her head; Sara lay in the most peaceful slumber. The morning light shone across her features making her look even more angelic and beautiful. Grissom took a step into the room, quietly calling her name. He didn't want to frighten her awake, and secretly didn't want to wake her at all. He could have looked at the image all day, unfortunately, work beckoned.

With no response, he took a seat on her bed. Grown up covers he noted with a smile. 'Sara? Honey?' he quietly called, gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

She began to stir with a smile spreading across her face. 'Grissom?'

'Yeah honey its me'

'What time is it?' she asked groggily, rubbing at her eyes. He's still here when I rub my eyes! She gladly confirmed.

'A little after 11.' He smiled. Even early-morning-Sara was a delight. 'We're due in at 3 and I need to go home first, but I didn't want to leave you here stranded without a car'

'Yeah...thanks. I'll grab a shower and be ready in no time'

'No rush. Ill make us some coffee' He brushed another strand behind her ear before making his way back to the door.

Propping herself up, 'Griss, I take it black wi-'

'With two sugars' he nodded,

'Yeah' she smiled, He knows how I like my coffee!

X

With a quick shower and change, Sara met Grissom in the living room. He was sat on the couch coaching a cup of coffee while flicking through a book. Melting Penguins and Flying Donuts... He opened his present... She was suddenly aware of what was happening. Had she said too much? Was she being naïve putting the message in the book? How was he going to react? Grissom looked up and met eyes with Sara.

Jumping up from the couch, he poured a mug of freshly brewed coffee and handed it to Sara. 'Good morning' he smiled.

'Morning' she said returning the smile. Inhaling the rich scent, she plucked up the courage to mention the present. 'It's not Christmas for another 5 days, you know'

'I'm like a little kid when it comes to Christmas' he replied picking up the present from the couch.

Sara noted how he handled the present – like it was a china doll he was afraid to touch. That was how special the gift was. The sincerity in his eyes was unmeasurable 'Thank you...for the book..and the picture. A lot of good memories' He leaned in and kissed Sara on the cheek. His lips brushing her skin sent chills up her spine that were hard to hide.

'You're welcome' she managed to say, hiding the largest grin behind her mug.

Their eyes locked into a silent converse, not unusual with the two.

Grissom cleared his throat. 'I noticed you don't have any food in your cupboards apart from Christmas cookies'

'Oh, yeah, I haven't had time to go to the store this week' she grimaced

'Well, why don't I make you breakfast at my place? I have food there'

'I'd like that' she nodded