AN: Here's another chapter guys. Enjoy!

Sara started to enjoy her stay with Greg much more. She still didn't sleep as much as she should, or eat as much as she should. But she was happier. Much happier. Tony seemed a bit brighter as well. He had reattached himself to Sara and almost wouldn't let her go.

The start of the second week after Sara's return from the hospital found all three of them on Greg's couch watching another Disney movie Tony picked out. Aladdin. Greg was on one end of the couch. Sara was sitting next to him. His arm was wrapped around her waist and her head was on his shoulder. Tony was sitting next to Sara, squeezing next to her.

Sara felt so safe and happy like this, sandwiched between her best friend and her kid. It amazed her that she thought of Tony as her kid. He was...sort of. He had stayed with her and she defiantly treated him like her own child. It was just an abstract concept, foster kids, and Sara tried to keep it as simple as possible. Tony was her kid, that was it.

The movie ended and Tony, with Sara's coaxing, went off to brush his teeth and such and go to bed. Sara shifted so her head was no in Greg's lap and she was looking up at his dark brown eyes. He smiled down at her.

"Thanks Greg," Sara said. Greg ran his fingers through Sara's hair. She thanked him at least once a day. Greg never questioned what she thanked him for. Sometimes the idea wasn't clear even to Sara. So she settled for simply thanking him, figuring she could fit everything good and helpful and kind he's ever done for her into that single broad statement.

They stayed like that for a while, Greg fiddling with Sara's hair, Sara tracing abstract patterns on his arm. They were silent. Unlike previous silence with Greg, this silence was not at all awkward. They simply didn't need to speak. Sara wished she could freeze time, just stay in this moment forever and never have to move.

Lena came over the next day, well night really, when Greg went to work. Sara let her in and Tony gave her a hug.

Lena seemed to study Sara for a moment, and Sara felt very exposed under her gaze. Suddenly Lena's face broke into a wide grin.

"So you finally got it over with," Lena said in a joking sort of manner.

Sara's heart skipped a beat. "How did you know," she demanded of Lena. If she couldn't even hide her feelings for Lena, how would she do it in a building full of trained CSIs.

Lena started laughing. "Well I didn't."

Sara wanted to kill her. She glared at the younger woman.

"Sara don't look at me like that. Making me feel like I got a gun pressed to my head or something. Gosh. You got to stop acting so paranoid or people can see right through you."

She paused for a moment to let that sink it. Sara actually stopped glaring at Lena.

"So what happened," Lena asked like a middle school kid begging for gossip. Sara shrugged, but couldn't shake a silly grin from her face.

"Oh common Sara, tell me," she said in that little sister voice.

Sara sighed and shook her head.

"Did you...you know..." Lena said nodding her head in the direction of Greg's bedroom. Sara's eyes widened and shook her head furiously.

"No...no, we just kissed."

Tony bobbed his head up and down. "Greg an' Sara sittin' in a tree," Tony started to sing. Sara and Lena laughed so hard they couldn't hear the rest of Tony's singing. Sara lifted the boy up and ruffled his hair, making him laugh. She looked at him and he smiled up at her. He had a cute little boy smile that filled half his face and Sara was glad she actually got to see it.

Over the next few days, Sara tried to force herself back into a normal sleep schedule. Well normal if she were to go back to work. She talked to both Grissom and Ecklie and she would be going back at the end of the week. three days from now. She informed Greg, who tried to convince her to take another few days off before going back, and Lena, who said basically the same thing.

That night, Greg was at work and Lena hadn't dropped by. Tony was awake and Sara was feeling especially cooped up. It was just after midnight so nothing would be open, but Sara felt like walking. It was a hot night., so she made sure she and Tony were dressed in loose, cool clothes. She figured she'd just walk around the block, put feeling back in her legs. It would be batter then walking around Greg's apartment.

'Besides," she thought as she started walking down the street. 'The protective detail will be following us the whole way.'

"Hey," said detective Licon to his partner. He wasn't particularly happy of being forced into being a protective detail.

"What," his partner asked.

"You got a bottle of water or something. I'm getting dehydrated."

His partner rummaged around in the glove compartment and extracted a bottle of spring water. "Here," he said

"Thanks."

"This is awfully boring"

"No kidding," Licon said unscrewing the top of the water bottle. "I mean the girl hasn't left the apartment yet, just that man she moved in with. And lights have been off for a quarter of an hour. She's asleep. Nobody's coming, no one has come yet. I'll tell you this is pointless."

AN: Dun-dun-dun