The ride to Grissom's townhouse was quite uneventful compared to the pizza shop one. The two gently held hands and each let the silence reign. Grissom was afraid of saying something ridiculously stupid, and Sara was afraid to scare the man sitting beside her. As he parked the car, Grissom's mind began racing. 'What if this is a mistake? What if she runs of with some young guy and leave me all alone? I'll be crushed, I'll, I'll die. I won't be able to survive that.' His hand came up to whack a steady blow to his temple. 'You idiot! Sara would never do that to you. Ever!'

Sara's own hand came to grip Grissom's.

"Griss! Griss, are you ok?" When he looked at the resistance, a bewildered look crossed his face. As if he had forgotten that Sara was sitting right by him. And then, then, he started to laugh. A deep, rich laugh that Sara had never heard before. 'I must look mental to her. What does she see in me?'

"Yea, Sar. I'm fine, absolutely..." he searched for the right word to describe his immense happiness of her presence, "..perfect."

"Good." She exclaimed, "I'm freezing, can we go in? Or is this how you treat all of your company?" Grissom chuckled, Sara was absolutely right. It was a pretty cold night and even his jacket didn't protect her from the harsh conditions. This cold though, worked wonders on Grissom, relieving him from a boatload of humiliation.

He slipped out of the car and pocketed the keys. Rushing around the hood, he opened Sara's door and scooped her from the seat. 'Good thing my seatbelt was unbuckled or else we would've probably tumbled to the ground after smashing heads together. Ooh, not a bad idea..' Grissom enjoyed seeing Sara's face as she worked through something in her head.

"You ready?" He dead panned.

"Uh, yeah, sorry." She smiled her hypnotizing smile and helped her carrier close the door.

"Ok, then, let's go."

"Hmm, I like this sort of treatment," Sara cooed into Grissom's ear as he carried her to the front door.

"Oh yeah? Well, keep in mind, I don't treat all of my company like this."

"Good. The picture of Warrick in your arms is just a bit much for me." She giggled. This was a big step for Grissom though, and Sara worked hard not to overlook it, yet not seem like a clingy remora on a shark at the same time. "I appreciate it, Griss. Really, I do." She caressed his cheek and placed a warm kiss were her fingers were a second ago.

When Grissom stood before his locked door, his cheeks flushed a little. Sara was puzzled for a minute, but then, her CSI brain kicked in.

"No problem Grissom." She reached into his right pocket and brought out the mess of keys. "What am I here for, right?" He pointed to the right one and squatted down so that she could fit it into the lock. Grissom's look of admiration didn't escape her glowing eyes, and she took as long as possible to open the wooden barrier.

"Hmmm, thanks." He smiled down on her and just could not help himself. She looked like an angel in his arms: her eyes shining like a pair of diamonds, her lips in a curvy smile, and her hair spread about his arm. His head slipped down to hers and they shared a passionate kiss. Sara's hands wove themselves around his neck, bringing their heads closer together, intensifying the kiss. Grissom took a staggering step towards the couch, but as a second kiss ensued, his knees buckled and the pair went tumbling towards the ground. His body covered hers, but neither seemed to notice the change of location. Finally, they broke apart and Sara's hands went up to meet with Grissom's face, stroking his prickly beard.

"You dropped me." She stated.

"Uh, yeah, sorry about that." Grissom replied, not knowing if Sara was mad or if she was just fooling.

"Oh yeah? How sorry, exactly?" Her eyes began to twinkle, and Grissom played along.

"Oh, just enough, I suppose."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Sara raised up a little to place a chaste kiss upon his lips.

"So, what do you have to do around here?" The subject change was a relieving thing to Grissom. He wanted Sara to lead, and was more than happy to follow.

"Well, I have a tv, and...." he thought, slowly pouring his gaze over the surroundings, "a new crossword puzzle." He added with enthusiasm.

"Tv sounds GREAT." Sara really didn't want all of his attention diverted away from her and onto a piece of paper, not when she was enjoying it this much.

"Tv it is! Get ready for one awesome evening Sara Sidle." Even though Grissom was a bit disappointed, he replied with so much enthusiasm that Sara's mood was instantaneously lifted to a whole new level.

After picking themselves up of the floor, and going over to the couch, Grissom graciously gave over the remote to Sara who started clicking through the channels immediately.

"Hey, would you like something to drink?" Sara nodded her head, but kept her eyes fixed on the screen, intent on finding just the right movie for them to watch. While Grissom was in the kitchen, rumbling through the cabinets, Sara scanned the titles of various movies. 'Mona Lisa Smile, nah, that's too much of a woman movie. The Whole 9 Yards, How To Lose A Guy in 10 Days, Anaconda, Legally Blonde? What should I choose?'Sara finally settled upon The Matrix Reloaded. She had seen a part of it before, and had a strong urge to watch it. Plus, it had a lot of interesting stuff that she thought Grissom would enjoy.

"Hey Griss!" She called out, "I found a movie for us to watch." Grissom couldn't help but crack a smile when he heard the announcement; Sara just sounded so happy. As if she had just accomplished a very difficult task. Oh, how he loved that woman. Sara half-watched the commercials that STARZ was showing before the actual movie, while waiting for Grissom's return. He finally appeared carrying a tray with two glasses of champagne and some salt crackers, and chocolates.

"Here you go," he set the tray down on a table which was situated in front of the couch, and quickly explained himself. "Now, I know that we just ate but this chocolate goes so well with the champagne, and I remember that you liked it. But, if you're not in the mood for something sweet," he motioned at the crackers.

"You remembered??" Sara's mind went back to the day when while visiting Catherine's house for a birthday party, she had exclaimed how wonderful the chocolates that Catherine had put out tasted. "That's incredibly sweet Grissom, all of it. Now, you wanna see what movie I picked?" She clicked a button on the remote and a small sign popped up on the tv:

Information: The Matrix Reloaded 2 hr. 18min. R

"Oh, the Matrix. That's really something, I was just watching the first one yesterday and really loved it."

"Yeah?" Sara questioned.

"Hm hmm, now if you'd kindly get out of my head." he chuckled. Was it pure coincidence that she picked the movie that he himself was going to watch tonight? Sara took a small sip of her champagne and sat back against the coushy-ness of the couch. The movie was starting and Grissom too sat back. Sara welcomed his presence, and without thinking she leaned against him; her head ending up on his chest. She looked up right into Grissom's face with a questioning glance but her worries were assured as she saw his gentle smile.

"Hmm, this is perfect." Sara whispered.

"Well..." Sara's body tensed against Grissom's but he just chuckled at her reaction. His arms wound themselves around her tense middle and he scooted her closer to himself. "Now, it's perfect." He commented, and settled down for the movie only after placing a warm kiss on the top of Sara's head.