"God, I just wish I didn't always have to get so defensive about things. Any normal person in that situation before would just let it fly off their backs. I have to make a scene." Sara was telling Nick over pancakes and waffles.

"Any normal person would defend their reputation. And that is exactly what you did Sara." Nick said looking at his food than up at her. "Don't let this get the best of you. It's what Crawford probably wants. I probably didn't make the best choice of going out with her either, so I think we're even in the wrong decision making skills here."

"Why did you go out with her Nick?" Sara asked curiously.

"Honestly?" he asked hesitantly.

"Of course."

"I thought it would take my mind off of you…" He said not able to look into her in the face.

"Nick, you know I'm still so sorry about I did to you. It wasn't right I understand that. I didn't want to hurt you, you have to know that. But you know I'm with Greg now, or at least I think I am." She said completely sincerely.

Nick's attention now caught he asked, "What do you mean Sara?"

"Well, I came home drunk after shift the other day to find Greg sitting on my couch waiting for me to come home. I didn't like that and I threw him out. Haven't talked to him since."

"Wait, why were you drinking?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?" she mumbled under her breath looking down at the table.

"Yes I do Sara."

"I just didn't wanna think about you, and that damn kiss with Greg in front of Grissom's office." She said finally looking up.

"Why me?" he asked shocked.

"Because of that 'Last rose' thing. I didn't want to stop getting them with the little notes attached. I loved it, even though I wouldn't admit it to myself." She said after chewing a bite of her pancakes.

Nick just sat there and stared at her with big brown eyes. He couldn't believe what she just said. He always thought that the rose thing was an annoyance to her. Something she'd just throw away once she read the note that went along with it, if that.

"You mean, you actually enjoyed the roses?"

"Of course I did. I'd even come home wondering what each would say. It kind of brought me back to that puppy-dog love type thing. I haven't felt like I was in that type of feelings in a long time."

With that Nick got up and sat down next to her. He than hugged her. He didn't let go of him until he realized what he was doing. "Sorry…" He mumbled walking back over to his side of the table almost like his boundaries. And he was thankful for these.

"Nick, don't be sorry."

"But Sara I should. You are most likely dating Greg right now. You need to figure out what's going on with you and Greg right now Sara."

"I know I do Nick. I know…"

"Sara do you even want to be with him?"

"If only I knew Nick."

"Sara go to him now. Settle the fight you guys had and then work from there. I'll be here waiting for you. And if it turns out you want to be with him, I'm okay with that. I've learned to accept you're not mine anymore." Nick said looking straight into her and then put down 20 dollars and got up and left. Sara watched him walking in the parking lot to his car from her seat. She than got up herself and went to her own car and drove to Greg's apartment. She went up to his door knocked on it extremely nervous. She had no idea what she was going to do yet.

He opened it slightly and saw it was Sara. He started to give a huge smile while opening the door. "God, does he look tired," She thought to herself. She didn't know that he hadn't slept much from their fight.

"Hey," he said hugging her and than kissing her.

"Hey," she responded. "We need to talk."

His expression changed as he remembered the fight. "I know, come in," he said gesturing for her to come in. she took the invite and walked in.

"So how you been feeling?" she asked.

"Tired, you?"

"Alright I guess."

"Are you gonna tell me why you were drinking that night Sara?" He asked looking at her.

"Greg…"

"Don't Greg me Sara. I need to know. You have no idea how much it has been bothering me." He cut her off leaning in closer to her.

"Greg, I was just upset over the kiss. I didn't want to deal with everything that me and Nick went through when we first started dating. It just made this more real than I felt."

"Sara, that's okay. I just did it because I wanted you to know that I care about you and I didn't want to lose you-"

"Why did you think you were going to?" She asked this time cutting him off.

"Nick and I were talking in the locker room. He said he's gonna back away from us for a little to let you figure out what you wanted so that you could be happy. And I figured you'd like that and go running back to him. I just couldn't see that happening without me fighting for you." He said starting look away and having a feeling of vulnerability to Sara.

"Greg, I don't know what to say."

"Why don't you tell me what happened at your crime scene today." He said plainly. He heard about it. It was the new gossip all over the lab. He wanted to know what happened.

"Oh, that nothing." She lied.

"Sara you don't get suspended for 4 days for nothing." He said looking back at her.

"She just started saying stuff, she was basically calling me the CSI whore."

"What! But you're far from it Sara."

"Thanks Greg but I see where she's coming from. I mean first Nick than you."

"I don't care, you're not a damn whore Sara. I don't love goddamn whores." "Fuck. I did not just say that." He thought to himself.

"What did you say?" Sara asked shocked.

"Uhh, nothing. Hungry?"

"Did you just say you loved me?" Sara's face was plain in shock. She didn't believe what just happened.

"I guess I did." He said knowing there isn't anything else he can do now. It's not like he can deny it and be like "I don't know what you're talking about Sara, maybe you're starting to hear things!" It doesn't work that like.

"Greg… I don't know if I'm ready for this…"

"Sara it's fine. I didn't even mean to say that. It just sort of slipped." He said. He was feeling too vulnerable right now. Sara was feeling too blocked off.

"Greg, I need to leave, and go think about things." She said getting up and walking out the door. She drove back to apartment.

Greg just sat there thinking himself. "Why did I just do that? I probably just fucked everything up."