Author's Note: This isn't my best chapter but, it isn't my worst. Next one will be a lot more eventful. Coming very soon will be one of the best chapters I've done. You guys are going to really love the ending. I promise to start putting up more chapters.

SidleChick - He's an understanding guy, he's a sweet guy. What do you expect? Grissom yell at Sara, the love of his life? No way. He loves her too much to intentionally hurt her or make her feel bad. : ) If the last one made you feel a bit 'teary' eyed chapter 27 will open up flood gates. Anyways, thanks for all your amazing reviews.

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"Sara, I think we need to talk." Nick said in an unusual serious tone.

"About last night?" Sara asked.

"Yea"

"Well, I'm listening."

"I kind of told some one."

"Who?"

"Warrick, but listen he promised not to tell anyone."

"Well to be fair I told Greg and Grissom but, Grissom needed to know before he found out through the grapevine."

"Oh, ok. Well I thought you'd be pissed so that's why I wanted to tell you."

"No, its okay and I know it won't happen again, regardless of how much you enjoyed it."

"Well you know you did too."

"Nick, look, you and I are never going to be. You had your chance when Hank and I broke up and I asked you to lunch and some of my other attempts to ask you out also. Now it's too late."

After she walked away Nick did something he swore he'd never do; he cried and over a girl he considered nothing more than a friend.

"Nicky" Catherine said in her caring mother voice.

He turned around and slid into her open arms and burrowed his head into her shoulder

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Cath it's nothing." He said, unconvincingly.

"Well it's something enough your upset. It was about Sara wasn't it?"

Nothing got past her; she could see what wasn't out in the open. She could tell when something bothered some one but, again, she was a mother.

"Yea" Nick said in a soft voice.

"Is about what happened last night?"

"You know about that too?"

"Well yea Greg told me" Catherine was bluffing but, she knew it just might work.

"Well now just about everyone knows."

Catherine just nodded knowing he was about to spill the beans.

"I can't believe I did such a thing. Yes, it was cold and yes, lying next to her made it warmer but, I shouldn't have pinned her down taken off my shirt and pants then proceeded in kissing her."

Catherine was, once again, happy with herself for getting to the bottom of things even if it meant fooling some one.

"Does Grissom know?"

"Yea, she told him and actually he wasn't mad at her"

"Is he mad at you?"

"I don't know but, he can't really blame me. I, mean, it is Sara."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well just about every guy here has, at one point in time, liked her or at least found her attractive."

"True but, don't expect things to go real smooth between you and Grissom."

"Oh, I won't"

For a while Catherine sat there holding his hand and listening to whatever else he needed to say.

In the office next door Grissom was finishing up an evaluation and waiting for Sara and Greg to finish up an experiment for a case that Warrick was doing solo.

"Looks like fun." Grissom said as he watched but, anything looked more fun than evaluations.

"Why don't you come join us?" Greg said.

"I think I will" Grissom replied, happy that he'd get to have a little fun on his first few nights back since it'd been, pretty much, solid paperwork and evaluations.

It was two hours later and they'd just finished. It was only supposed to take another 30 minutes but, they spent a lot of time inspecting every last little detail and not to mention cutting up and having a good time.

"Wow, that was fun" Sara said to Grissom as they walked into his house.

"You know I think we need to talk about something"

"Ok" Sara said, a little worried.

"You never really spend any time at your apartment, and it's been restored, so I was thinking it'd be better for you to just move in here."

"Yea, your right, it'd give us extra money."

Us? Yea, that's right she said "us".

Grissom was almost stunned.

"Do you want to go over there and grab as much stuff as you can and just start moving in here a little everyday?"

"Sure"

After an hour of gathering and moving they collapsed on her round chair; his arm on her shoulder and her leaning into him.

"Good afternoon, Sara" He said.

Grissom was getting used to waking up next to her and it was a good feeling. Before she had the chance to say anything back he was already in the kitchen and shuffling through the cabinets.

"Sara, you like waffles?"

"Yea"

Sara loved waffles especially homemade waffles it was something about them that made her feel at ease.

Just then it hit her, when she was young things were good. She remembered that one Christmas morning when she was six years old, her mom had, the day before, went out and bought a waffle maker and made a huge stack of cinnamon waffles. The smell was absolutely intoxicating, the day was perfect, she'd gotten an easy bake oven, some clothes, a few little bows and hair ties, a few books, and the stuffed animal she'd wanted for a while. It was sandy brown teddy bear, average size, with a bright red bow and blue glass eyes, it was perfect. That night she had her mom do her hair and she wore her new clothes to the family dinner they had every Christmas and Thanksgiving. It was the last Christmas she would spend with her family and she was glad that it was a grand one but, at the same time sad it was the last, though she didn't know that at the time. She then snapped awake to the smell of waffles.

"Those smell good, really good."

"They're a family recipe, I got from my mom"

Sara walked in and greeted him with a subtle kiss on the cheek and helped set out the dishes, fruit, and juice. It was probably the best breakfast she'd had in a while. Her favorite food, her favorite man, intoxicating smells; it was almost too good to be true. Looking out the window she realized that it was five in the evening.

"I guess we have a little time to spare before work, want to hang out a bit?" She asked.

"Sure, I just got in a new bug set." Grissom said.

Sara wasn't too surprised at this and, she really enjoyed learning from Grissom even if it was just bugs he made it interesting.

"Sounds fun" Sara said, eager to check them out.

As soon as they finished breakfast they both ran to his room to get the bug set, when Sara accidentally knocked him down, luckily, on his bed. He pulled her down beside him and kissed her. She loved sweet moments like this; it made life seem less complicated. They didn't lay there long before Sara scooped up the set and ran off the living room. Just as they were about to start in and study the bugs, Grissom's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Grissom, we need you here ASAP." Brass said.

"What's the rush?"

"Well we have Sara's attacker in custody now and we're about to interrogate. Bring Sara if you can."

"We'll be there in 30." Grissom said; then hung up his phone.

"What was that all about?" Sara asked knowing it was definitely something very urgent.

"They got your attacker in custody, and they are about to interrogate him."

"Why do I need to be there?"

"You can tell us things through the earpiece and give us some questions to ask."

"Okay"

Sara was a little leery about going but, knew it would be best if she did.

Once down there she started getting more and more nervous upon seeing him.

"Sara, are you going to be okay?" Grissom asked, concerned.

He saw the look on her face. It was pure fear and he couldn't even see her.

"I think so; he can't see me so it shouldn't be a huge deal."

The interrogation went on for two hours then something, Sara was hoping for, happened; he confessed, to the murders of the two girls destroying Sara's apartment and "attacking" Sara. She called it attacking because, the word "rape" haunted her everyday as it was. She saw the door open and just knew he was going to step out and see her so, she ran.

"Sara, why did you tackle me?"

"I didn't mean to Greg."

"You just wanted to be on top of me."

"Whatever" Sara said getting up and walking into her office and locking herself in.

A half hour later she heard a knock at the door, it was Grissom. After five minutes he left, to go get Greg. When he returned the light was off and no one was there but, it was still locked and, it could only be locked from the inside.

"What happened?" Greg asked.

"I'm not sure but, I'd bet you there's a secret exit." Grissom said back.

He was pretty sure it had something to do the suspect they interviewed, Pete Summers.

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