"Grissom's angry Nick." Sara glanced toward the door, speaking quietly into the phone as Grissom shifted slightly on the couch. "Yes, I know I told you guys I'd be fine, but I'd been a bit wrong… but Grissom found me and I'm alright. No…don't worry about it Nicky, just…be glad you guys were gone." Sara smirked, even though it hurt slightly and murmured playfully, "…By the way…thanks a lot for leaving me behind. Yes…but I wanted to tour Hawaii too, not just sit bundled up in bed with grumpy Grissom caring for me."

Sara sat back against the pillows and closed her eyes, exhaling slowly, the pressure on her eyes going away.

"Warrick and Catherine butt heads today when got to the road leading to Hanna. Warrick insisted he should drive, when Catherine demanded she be allowed to do it…'I'm just as capable as any man Warrick, so don't try and impress your manliness on me!'"

Sara laughed and quickly quieted herself at the sound of Grissom's voice. "Nick…I will call you back later, Griss' is coming. Alright, enjoy yourself…I'll be able enough to explore the island with you guys soon. Bye."

Sara quickly pressed the off button and set the phone on the bedside table, closing her eyes again as Grissom walked slowly into the room. He smiled softly and shook his head, "Don't try to act like you were asleep…I heard you talking to one of them."

Sara opened her eyes and narrowed them at him, rubbing her left hand over the cast on her wrist. "I have the right." glancing down at her hand, her voice clipped.

Grissom sighed and sat on the far edge of the bed his voice low and catching as he hesitated a moment, "Sa…Sara…" he looked down at the comforter, his right hand reaching up and taking his glassed off and putting them in his shirt pocket. He slowly looked up at her again, licking his lips as he gathered his thoughts.

'Friendship even seems impossible now, doesn't it?' Sara bit the inside of her lip, shaking her head softly, "Grissom you don't owe me any apologies. You…"

Grissom looked up, raising his hand, his eyes begging for her to let him speak first and explain something.

Sara dropped her gaze to her lap and exhaled slowly and quietly, swallowing hard as she waited.

"Sa-ra, we've grown apart so much. We used to be friends, but in the last year…we've lost that, and you know as well as I the reasons."

Sara closed her eyes, biting her tongue to keep from speaking, to tell him to stop…to leave her alone.

"I feel Sara…that it's my fault we don't speak to each other anymore. We…can barely look at one another." As he spoke he shakily lifted his hand, reaching out, his fingers tips tingling as they barely grazed her cheek.

Sara's eyes snapped open and caught his hand, setting it back on the bed, her face blank, masking her emotions. Her voice was low and strained as she choked out, "Don't…don't do that." She bit the inside of her lip, closing her eyes and looking away, beginning to feel the sting of tears in her eyes.

Grissom dropped his gaze to his lap, his skin tingling where she'd touched his hand. 'Does she feel the same sensations as I? Does she secretly want them…"

Grissom cleared his throat to begin again, knowing he needed to get it out, his heart feeling heavier and heavier as time went by, but she shook her head lightly, whispered softly, "No…please, I want to sleep. Sleep…" she shakily and carefully slipped down to lie on the bed, gritting her teeth against the pain, not wanting to make a sound to give herself away.

Grissom stared at her back as she lay down, his eyes darkening slightly in pain as it seemed harder to breath. He brought his hand up, rubbing the side of his neck as he slowly stood, murmuring softly, "Alright…I…"

"G-goodnight." She choked out, her voice clipped and angry sounding to his ears.

Grissom nodded slowly and moved to the door, pushing it more open as he whispered softly, "Goodnight" , stepping out of the room and leaning against the wall by the door, closing his eyes.