Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN CSI! Ok. sigh If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfictions. I would be in a posh mansion, having tea and what not with the cast of CSI. William Petersen would be sitting to my left and Jorja Fox to my right. Then the rest of the gang in seperate chairs...we would be talking about how much Sara and Grissom need to be together and how we all are finally going to 'do something about it!'...I think I've proved my point.

Note: Laura Katherine, if you're reading this, I loved your story "Geek Jaunt" I read it all the time and it's just o' so cute. I advise everyone to read it. It is truly amazing. And thank you reviewers! If you have any questions I will be honored to answer them.

Oh, and the candy shop that they all went to, I actually went to that candy shop called the "Chocolate Factory" Now...I wonder what they got that from...

KISSES AND HUGS! (for Billy Petersen...he he he he)

p.s. This is a depressing chappie. Sorry. But it had to happen. Keep reading. Please. Do I sound desperate...ok. Ok. I'll stop rambling. Drum roll please...

He slid her over and placed his warm thick body beside hers. She was, indeed freezing. "Honey, please, scoot in closer to me." What was he doing? He guided her into his arms, allowing her chest to meet his and her stomach to become closer to his torso. She slid her face in his neck and cuddled him. She was shivering still. He body was like ice. She cried in his arms. "Gil...don't let go of me. Don't. I'm so...cold."

"I know honey. I know."

"No, you don't. I want you next to me...like this...forever." She stopped to slide closer to him. They were so close now. Their bodies pressing against each other. She murmmered in his neck, her voice and eyelashes tickling his neck. The only thing that she wanted to say, was wrapped around her tongue and the words wouldn't come out of her mouth. "Gi...Gil?" She called out. "Yes, Sara?"

"I...wanted to say..." She thought on it for a moment. "I wanted to say, can you...hold me closer?" This time, he wrapped his arms around her freezing frame.

"Sara. Hold on to me." He pleaded. "I want to Gil. I do. I really do. Will you accept me?"
"I'm not sure."

"You're not sure. Gil, I...need to tell you something but I don't know if it will sound right." He nuzzled her. "It's ok. It doesn't matter now. Sara, all that matters is that you regain your body heat."

She shivered and met his eyes. "I'm getting some of yours." She whispered. "Kiss me." She pleaded without warning. "Sara. Not yet." And his chin was taken by her icy hand. "Gil Grissom, I'm in love with you." And after those words, she had her lips meet his. SHE WAS KISSING HIM!

Sara wanted to believe that she was awake, but she couldn't. And that made everything better.

Her lips were cool and were becoming warmer and warmer by the second. Her lips were silky against his. "Do you love me?" She asked their mouths parting.

The silence that followed was harsh and punishing. A silvery lone tear fell down his cheek. "N...nn..." He trailed off again. She broke down crying.

"N...NO!" He confirmed. "Sara. I don't love you. Not the way you need to be loved."

"So, you're laying in the same bed with me because you feel...sorry for me?" He voice was shattered by sobs. Grissom got up off the bed and tucked her in. Tucking in the covers around her frame. Letting his hands slide underneath her.

"N...nnnnnnnn NO!" I love you Gris. Don't leave me!" She pleaded. He silently began his exit. "Gri...GRISSOM!" Her voice was hoarse and crackling. "Gil Grissom, I"m MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU!" She shouted standing out of bed. He walked out the door and she stood up on weak legs. Her body weight, what little there was, weighed her tired body down. She collapsed onto the floor with a loud, BANG! "Gri...Gris...Don't leave me...I...I love you. I love you! Come back...come..back...come..." Her voice was gone and she could only speak in a whisper. She was laying on the floor extending a hand to him. Even though he was gone. "Come back...come...come back Grissom...Gris...Griss..."

She collapsed on the floor in an unconcious heap. Tears falling down her face. Nick, Warrick, and Catherine burst into the room toward her. "SARA!" They bellowed.

But she couldn't hear him. Not at all. Everything was gone that was so dear to her.

It had been her mother's freedom at first, the love of a dysfunctional family, and most of all, the love, of her life. It was all gone.