That tone of voice coming out of the mouth of Sara, nearly knocked Grissom flat on his behind, as it wrapped itself around his brain, and made him all dizzy. The look in her eyes didn't help much either. If this was the general look a woken up Sara sported, God help him he was in big trouble, if ever they got together… 'Whoa! Where did that thought suddenly come from?' He was jolted back to reality by Sara herself.

"Griss, what is going on?" She asked him in a still sleepy raspy voice, and her eyes had the sleepy look in them too, since they were both slightly unfocused.

"You fell asleep." He informed her helpfully.

He watched as she began to focus on her surroundings, and where she actually had fallen asleep. She blinked a few times, before lifting her head from her arms. This meant that their eye contact was broken. Propped up on both of her elbows, she began rubbing her eyes with both of her fists, like she was a little kid and then she was able to look around, now with clear eyes.

"Oh no!" She suddenly startled him as she sat straight up, with a very mortified look on her face. He watched her in wonder, as her face turned a bit pink. "I really didn't mean to fall asleep in here. I only came in her to rest a little and I must have fall asleep during that…"

She was rambling and he did not wonder why she did so. Here she were, falling asleep on the job, on the break room couch and then being woken up by your boss, must be really embarrassing on the greatest scale. As she was doing her rambling, she attempted to smooth down her hair and clothes in the process. This picture of her was nothing like he had ever seen before. Never in the thirteen years that he had known, had he witnessed her to become flustered, or ramble on, when she became embarrassed, since that wasn't how she really was in general. 'Or perhaps it really is how she is, and the other tough Sara, is a front that she have put up?' He mused to himself. 'She really is a very cute one when she is all that embarrassed.' The ongoing stream of her babbling, and excuses, cut trough his musings.

"Sara!" He decided to put a stop to it, since she really didn't have to be all that embarrassed and all apologizing. And he could always listen to that voice of hers, since it had something over it. He could have let her continue her babbling, due to all her cuteness, while she did it. But given that those were the facts, he couldn't let her become more mortified, than she already was. "Sara, it's okay."

"It is?" She asked him as she snapped out of her rambling about, and looked curiously at him.

"It really is okay." He assured her slightly amused. "I understand you had a double shift, and that really wore you out. So you falling asleep in here, was only bound to happened."

As if on a somewhat strange cue, Sara yawned loudly, raised her arms over her head to stretch. Thoroughly as in her whole body, legs and arms all at the same time. 'Even with her face all scrunched up yawning, she's so very beautiful.' Grissom penciled onto the very much growing list, of things that made Sara the most beautiful woman in this universe. 'I better get her home.'

"Come on, let's get you home." He said to her as she had finished her little yawning show. "I'll drive you."

"You don't have to do that." Sara said.

"Oh but I do. You still seems too tired to drive, so I'll feel better if you'd let me see you home." He argued his case. He was worried, that she'll fall asleep behind the wheel. She seemed to debate within herself, trying to decide what to do. Finally it seemed as if she came to a conclusion.

"All right then." She said.

"Okay. Then go grab your stuff in your locker, then meet me at the entrance to the parking lot." He halfway ordered her, and she flashed him a tired trademark Sara Sidle smile.

They both got onto their feet, and as they excited the break room, they parted. Sara went to get her stuff, from her locker, and Grissom headed to his office, to clear his desk and turn out the lights. Soon they met up at the entrance, where they headed for his car.