A/N: Here it is, the final chapter! Thank you SO much for the reviews! I am working on another story right now so keep an eye out for that! Enjoy!

Sara's eyes filled with tears.

"You… felt like kissing me! What the hell is wrong with you! You're such a bastard!"

She took off for the door once again.

"Sara! Wait," Gil calmly said. He needed to explain himself before he lost her again.

"What I meant what, I'm not ready for a relationship right now. I have a lot going on, with work and some other stuff. I… would love a relationship, just now right now."

Sara stomped her right foot like a two year old throwing a tantrum; This made Gil smile. He seemed to be very easily amused.

"Don't you smile at me like that! I dislike you very much right now," She exclaimed.

Gil took a few steps closer to her, but she quickly held up her hand to stop him.

"Nope. Get away. I do not want you anywhere near me. You don't just… feel like kissing someone!"

But he didn't listen.

Gil kept nearing Sara until he backed her into the door.

"Sara, please understand me. I do like you," He whispered.

She gave Gil a push, causing him to take a few steps backward.

"Do not come near me. Do you understand?"

She was beyond pissed off; What did he mean by 'I just felt like kissing you'? That was plain idiotic. It made Sara furrow her brow in an effort to try and figure it out.

Gil sprung forward and caught Sara in his arms.

"Clearly, you do not understand," Sara said, loving that he had wrapped her in his protective arms.

"No I do not. I will not understand you until you understand me."

He gently nudged Sara's chin with his hand until her face was tilted towards his.

He closed the gap between then and kissed Sara affectionately.

"No," Sara mumbled, trying to push him off.

After failing miserably, she gave up and kissed him back.

Her heart skipped a beat as the kiss intensified.

She half expected to see sparks flying, fireworks going off and a person jumping out of a very large cake. But no such thing happened.

Just the two of them, standing in Gil's dimly lit hallway, kissing.

Even if it wasn't the glamorous event Sara had in mind, it was still the most magical thing that had ever happened to her.

They parted once again, a smile lit up Sara's face.

"Are you sure you don't want a relationship?" She asked, her lips still tingling.

Gil sighed.

"I'm not so sure. Perhaps you would like to help me change my mind?"

"It would be my pleasure," Sara replied.

She locked her thin arms around his neck and kissed him again.

Gil pulled back first.

"Sar?"

With her eyes still closed, Sara rested her head on Gil's chest.

"What?"

He rested his chin on Sara's brown hair; He noted how wonderful her hair smelled as he sighed.

"I love you."

Sara shook her head furiously as she pushed him away again.

"What the hell is wrong with you! A freakin' minute ago you were saying that you just felt like kissing me. Then you kiss me again so wonderfully that I can hardly breathe. Make up your damn mind!"

Gil looked at his hardwood floor; "It's now or never," His mind told him. "Do you really want to lose her?"

"Okay, Sara. I'm not playing games anymore. I love you. I really, really mean that."

Sara sighed happily.

She had waited so long to hear those words; Those three words had just forever changed her world.

"Okay," She replied. "That's a start."

Gil opened his arms and Sara welcomed his warm embrace.

She finally felt loved.

"I love you too, Gil. I love you too."