A/N: Wow I can't belive the responce I got from this! It's so exciting! Alot of people asked me if I was going to continue it. When I posted it the first time the plan was that if a lot of people asked for it then I wourd but I forgot to tell you guys that. LOL I was too nervous. But I'm better now. I'm kinda afrid that this might be overkill of the story, tell me if it is and I'll stop.

Disclamer: They aren't mine. The letter isn't mine either, it was in the Gossip Girl novel, I Like it Like That. At least I think that was the one.

Chapter 2

Sara sighed as she taped the printed email to the inside of her locker door. She sat on the bench in front of her locker to once more read the email. Sara slipped into 'daydream' mode as she thought of how different life would be if Grissom finally realized that she was in love with him.

She shook those thoughts out of her head and shut her locker door. She lazily walked over to the break room to get herself a cup of coffee. As she poured she wondered why she always came in so early. The only person here yet was Grissom and he was holed up in his office with a mountain of paperwork as usual. She knew the answer to her question but was too embarrassed to admit it. She came early every day in hopes of seeing Grissom.

The break room was empty, so, with no one to talk to she sat down at the table to read whatever was on top of the pile of papers because she felt to lazy to look for anything else or even to go get the new forensics magazine from across the room.

Dear Abby,

I have a certain man in my life that I think I've been in love with all the time and just never realized it. He was with my best friend and now he's with another one of my friends but I'm pretty sure they're about to break up. How do I find out if he feels the same way I do?

Lost

Dear Lost,

Do you know what I do when I don't know what to do? Grab him. Just kiss him and everything will fall into place. If he fells the same way, you'll know. If he doesn't, you'll know. Good luck.

Abby

"I think Abby was on crack when she wrote that one," Murmured Sara to herself. But the latter got her thinking. She thought of the similarities between this girl and herself. She wondered if the girl had taken Abby's advice.

She imagined Grissom's surprised face if she just waltzed into him office and laid one on him. But maybe, possibly, Abby had a point. Sara looked around to see how close to the beginning of shift it was. It was soon so if she did this she would have to do it now before she backed out and before people started coming in.

She thought this through for a grand total of 5 seconds before she walked towards Grissom's office.

She knocked twice before entering.

"Yes," said Grissom looking up from a case file. "Oh, hi Sara"

She stood there motionless without responding at all.

"Do you need something?" he asked only barely looking up from his paperwork. "Sara?" he said, an edge of worry in his voice. He got up and tried to look her in the eye, but she had her eyes closed gathering up courage for what she was about to do.

"Sara are you ok?" he asked. Her eyelashes fluttered open. "Sara you shouldn't scare me like that."

She bit her lip and glanced outside, there were a few people beginning to trickle in. It was now or never.

Sara was silent as she took Grissom's hands and put hem around her small waist. This shut him up really fast and before they knew it he was just as quiet as she was. She laid her hands near his collar and kissed him.

At first he was in too much shook to respond but slowly he began to kiss her back. Sara smiled. 'There's my answer,' she thought to herself as they left the world of his office, forgetting everything that had held them back before. The fact that he was 15 years older than her, that he was her boss, and all the trouble they would get in if anyone saw them.

For the next ten seconds Sara Sidle was the happiest woman alive. The sad part is that her joy only lasted ten seconds, because ten seconds later an angry voice interrupted them.

"Grissom, Sara, my office, now," the voice barked.

A/N: Duh da duh----- I have teacher who makes us do that whenever there's somthing scary happening in a book. It's funny. So what's going to happen? I know I know. But I don't have the entire chapter planed out so suggestions would be accepted and considered. R+R.