Disclaimer: I own no characters, nor do I own the show because if I did, Grissom and Sara would already be together and Greg would be dating me. I don't own All For Believing by Missy Higgins either.

Summary: Post-Butterflied.

Pairings: GSR

Chapter 8

They sat across from each other in the quaint Italian restaurant, smiling shyly at one another. All For Believing by Missy Higgins could be heard in the background.

pull back the shield between us, and I'll kiss you…

The waiter brought them their champagne and his fingers brushed hers for just a second. Her body tingled just a bit, as did his. She looked away and smiled slightly.

It was all so awkward, having dinner with the man that she had been in love with for…forever. She had never gone out to dinner or breakfast or anything like that without the rest of the gang with them. It was always the five of them, never just the two of them. She had always hoped that maybe the gang would decide to leave unexpectedly at breakfast leaving the two of them alone together. And here they were, alone, just the two of them at a cute little Italian restaurant. Both of them dressed up in clothes that rarely left there closets, drinking champagne and they could hardly look at one another without feeling like they were in high school again.

"I'm really glad that you decided to give me a second chance," Grissom said, finally breaking the ice.

"I'm just glad that you finally know what to do," Sara replied taking a sip from her glass.

Drop your defenses and come, into my arms…

The evening ended wonderfully. They finished up their meals and champagne and went for a walk in the park. They talked about old cases they had worked on when she was working in San Francisco and he was in Vegas. They also talked about when they first met at that seminar and about how the minute they saw each other they knew there was something about the other.

He drove her back to her apartment and gave her a simple kiss on the cheek. They had decided mutually that they were going to take things slow, despite the fact that they were madly in love with one another and that they had waited for so long.

Sara sat on her couch, still in her evening clothes, reminiscing their night together. She tried to think of a word to sum up their entire night. But she couldn't think of anything other than…perfect.

Perfect. That was it. Perfect. Absolutely perfect in every way, shape or form.

Grissom sat on his couch reminiscing their night together too. He too couldn't think of anything else to sum up the evening except that it was perfect.

xxxxx

Sara was happy and it showed. She hadn't been this happy in a long while.

She sat in the break room with a slight smile on her face, staring off into the distance.

"So, how was your night out on the town with Grissom?" Catherine asked. Sara jumped a little, snapping out of her little world. "Sorry, didn't mean to frighten you," Catherine apologized.

"You didn't frighten me, I was just thinking about last night," Sara explained, accepting Catherine's apology.

"So, tell me," Catherine persisted. She took a seat in front of Sara like an eager little girl.

"Well, he took me to this little Italian restaurant on the Strip. We ordered some champagne, ate our meal and then we went for a walk in the park. We talked about when we first met and about old cases that we had worked on and then he took me home and he gave me kiss on the cheek. Hmm, it was perfect," Sara said excitedly.

She leaned back, closed her eyes and smiled. Catherine giggled a little causing Sara to open her eyes, disturbing her memories.

"What?" she asked.

"You sound like a high school girl," she replied.

Sara smiled and play hit Catherine causing her to almost fall off the couch.