She refused to let herself shake, even though she was terrified. She became very detached from the whole thing; it was as if she were watching it all from somewhere else. She had a gun hidden under her desk, which was where she was angling for. He was saying something to her, but she didn't hear him, she was only paying attention to where she was walking and where her gun was.

She needed to distract him to get the gun, and then she could get it and shoot him. She realized that she had the perfect opportunity; her radio was in a place where she could get him distracted long enough to make her move.

"I looked for you for so long, and now I have you again. You don't understand how it affects me when I lose something. I don't know how you managed to escape, but I promise that you won't escape again."

He started to come towards her, but she said, "Don't you want music first?" Her voice was soft, sweet, alluring. And she motioned with her head to the radio.

He went over to the radio, and in that instant she grabbed the gun. He turned with his own gun to try and shoot her first, but she was faster. She emptied the gun into him, and then she dropped the gun and fell to the ground in tears. Shortly there after, the police charged in.

Brass helped Sara up and he led her over to a chair in another room. She continued to cry into Jim's shoulder, and when Grissom came he held her close. It took awhile for Sara to tell them what had happened, but they managed to get the complete story from her.

When Sara was cleared to leave she packed some of her things and Grissom took her to his house. She was silent on the drive there; her mind was swarming with so many things that she couldn't speak. He led her to his door, and after he closed the door he held her in his arms and let her cry.

He stroked her back soothingly, and he said, "It's ok now honey, everything is fine. You were very brave, I don't think that anyone else in your position would have been as strong."

The tears were still brimming in her eyes as she turned her gaze to his face. "I was so afraid, so angry, so torn apart. I can't believe that I killed him. My whole life I swore to myself that I would never take a life, and I emptied the gun into him, I even kept trying to fire it when there were no bullets left. What kind of person does that."

"Someone who is frightened, angry, and in danger of being killed. I love you Sara, and I know you well enough to know that this wasn't the sort of thing you wanted to do. Yes, you killed him, but it was in self-defense, and he killed seven other women before he tried to kill you, what you did was justice."

All that she could do was bury her face into his chest and cry, he just held her tighter. After many minutes of holding her, she stopped crying, and then she looked back up at him and said, "I love you Gil. You're always there to hold me up when I need you." Then she kissed him softly.

"I'm there because I love you," he replied.

"Will you sleep with me," she asked, her eyes were pleading with him.

"What do you mean," he questioned uncertainly.

"I need to know that I'm not alone tonight. I need someone next to me to comfort me when I wake up in a cold sweat, not knowing where I am and being terrified. Are you willing to let me sleep with you?"

He thought it over and said finally, "Yes, and you can sleep with me for as long as you want."

She smiled slightly. "Thank you."

So that night she slept in his arms, and for the first time in years they both slept soundly because they were comforted by the presence of one another.

Grissom let Sara move into his house. Neither was certain that the move would be permanent or not, but for the next few months at least, she would be living with him.

All of her belongings that weren't ruined by blood were taken with her to his place. She was moved into his guestroom by the end of the week, after the scene was released, and her apartment was put up for sale.

Her visits to the psychiatrist were now preparing her for her hopeful return to work. Sara was told that by her killing the man it released most of her fears and that she was a lot better than she had ever been, though she still had night terrors on a regular basis.

Their friends at the lab were happy that Grissom and Sara had started to date, and they visited frequently, mostly to keep Sara from being bored out of her mind. And during her final months of recovery Grissom and Sara went on their first real date.

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