Grissom blinked, stepping back from Sara, stunned that she had slapped him. She stood in front of him, studying him. His mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, but no words came out.

"That's for making me wait while you took your time pulling your head out of your ass," she said sternly, glaring at him. He still couldn't think of a coherent response, but didn't have to, as she suddenly moved towards him. He stepped back instinctively, but she placed her hands on his face and drew him to her in one swift motion. He instantly felt her lips on his, and he melted into their taste. As quickly as it had begun, she pulled away. Breathing heavily she panted,

"And that is for never leaving my side at the hospital, and being brave enough to try and re-establish our relationship."

Grissom was dumbstruck. All he could do was stand there and stare at her. Her brown eyes followed his blue ones as he looked from her feet to her face, still at a loss for words.

"I didn't think it was possible to render you speechless," Sara smiled, enjoying the confused look on his face.

His thoughts were a jumble of what had just happened, and the fact that she was standing outside his door. Then it hit him. She was standing outside his door. If she had no memory, then she wouldn't have known where he lived. He opened his mouth, and was relived to discover he still had a voice,

"You…you have your memory back," he stumbled over his words.

"Took you long enough to figure out, for someone as smart as you," she laughed.

He saw the sparkle in her eyes, and past that he knew that his Sara was back,

"I'm glad you came back," he said simply.

"I want you back," she replied, her voice dropping, not breaking the eye contact she was making with him.

He stepped closer to her, placing his own hands on her face, brushing his thumbs gently along her cheeks. He leaned in, feeling her breath close to his own mouth, and he kissed her slowly, passionately. When he finally pulled away, he let his lips linger close to hers,

"I've waited so long for that," she whispered.

"You won't have to wait ever again," he breathed in her ear, as he kissed her again.

Later the next evening, Sara hobbled down the hallways of CSI headquarters. She had spent the previous evening and morning with Grissom, and after he had dropped her back at her apartment to head to work, she had become bored. TV failed to yield anything interesting, and she had read through all her new forensic magazines. So she had called a cab and headed to work, hoping that they could give her something to do. She limped by the break room and noticed Greg inside,

"Hey," she called to him.

He turned around and nearly spilled his coffee when he saw her, "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Careful with that coffee Greggo. Wouldn't want to spill any Blue Hawaiian would we?"

His trademark smile spread across his face, "You…you have your memory back!"

She nodded, adding a gap-toothed grin of her own. He came over and took her into a hug.

"It's good to have you back Sara," he said.

"Can I talk to you for a few minutes Greg?" she replied, her smile fading a little.

"Of course," he helped her over to the couch, sitting next to her.

"Greg, I have my whole memory back, including the time when I didn't know who I was…and I made a few decisions," she paused, watching his face for reaction, "Greg, you're such a wonderful person, one of my best friends, but what I did and said before, you were right, it wasn't me. I know how much this is going to hurt you, but Greg, I want to be with Grissom, and he wants me. I just want to know that you're still going to be my best friend, and that nothing will change between us. I…I couldn't bear it if we lost our connection…" she trailed off, her gaze dropping from his, her lower lip trembling.

Greg sat silently, taking in what she had told him, he didn't look at her.

"Greg?" she asked quietly.

"I don't want to loose what we have either," he finally said, "and I guess, as much as it does hurt, that I do understand Sara," he took her hand and she met his eyes again.

"Thank you Greg," she whispered.

He gave her a half grin, "I want you to be happy."

She leaned in and hugged him.

One Year Later

"I guess I should start by thanking everyone for being here tonight, it means a lot to both of us," he cleared his throat, "We've been through a lot in the past year and a bit, actually the three of us have. Tonight, I'd like to thank the people who stood by our side through the difficult times, never giving up on us. Greggo buddy, thanks for always being there with a smile or joke to cheer us up. You're gonna make one hell of a CSI. Cath, what can I say? You're always there when we need you, with some great advice. You are also one of the most brutally honest people I know, but it's a good thing sometimes, thanks. Sara, there is no one out there like you. You went through hell right with us, and you fought through it too. You're such a strong, determined person, and we hope that you never change. Brass, thank you for being so tough and helping to catch the man who caused all our pain. I don't know any other cop I would rather work with than you. Warrick," he paused and turned to his friend, "You're like my brother, and you're also my best friend. Thanks for keeping me going, always being there, and never giving up on me. And last but not least, Grissom. Where do I even start? You're more than my boss Griss, you're like a father to us all. I don't know anyone more dedicated to his team than you, and we all wouldn't have it any other way. I need to thank you the most, for holding on to hope when I gave up, for seeing us through our troubled times, for pushing me when I needed it, and always being there for us no matter what. Grissom, you're one amazing man, and now you have an equally great woman. Congratulations on your engagement," he stopped, and then turned to his left, "Clara, you are my life, and I am honoured that you chose me to spend it with. A year ago…" his voice began to fill with emotion, "A year ago, we came together over Cassie, and I feel blessed that I found you and her. A year ago, I also nearly…almost lost you. I honestly don't know what I would have done without you. But you fought it, you held on. We fight together now, and we'll make it, no matter what comes at us, because we are together," he wiped a tear from his eye, "You are my angel, you and Cassie brought new meaning to my life, and you give me a new reason to love life every day. I love you so much…thank you," Nick finished, his voice breaking. Clara, who had been standing slightly to his left, reached out and pulled Nick to her, tears streaking down her own face. She kissed him and the people in the hall began to clap.

Later, as Nick and Clara swayed to the music, others joined in.

"Come on," Warrick said, taking Catherine's hand gently and pulling her from her chair. He led her to the floor where she wrapped her arms around him and he held her waist.

"Did I tell you how great you look tonight?" he whispered in her ear.

She smiled, "Several times actually. I do believe you tried to get me out of this dress before we even left for the wedding."

"Oh we'll be having some fun later for sure," he grinned wickedly, kissing her.

Grissom held Sara close as they slow danced. His blue eyes held hers, and he drank in her smell, her sparkling eyes, and the glow he could swear she was emitting.

"You are so beautiful. I can't believe I waited so long to be with you," he murmured.

She smiled slyly, "Just be glad I took you back."

"So when should we tell them?" he asked her.

She raised an eyebrow at him, "About the engagement? Griss, they know."

He shook his head, "About our other secret," he replied, moving his hands from her waist so they skimmed her stomach.

"Later. Let Clara and Nick have tonight. We have a couple of months before the evidence becomes clear," she whispered.

He leaned in and brushed his lips against hers whispering softly, "I love you Sara Sidle."

She kissed him, and when they pulled apart, she breathed, "I love you Gil Grissom."

"So who is that girl Greg's with?" Clara asked Nick, as she glanced over his shoulder.

Greg was indeed dancing rather intimately with a beautiful redhead.

"Her name is Nadine. He told us that he met her a few months ago, he kept it quiet for a long time actually. They really like each other apparently."

"Good for them then. I'm glad Greg found someone, and I'm glad I found you."

Nick leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, "Me too."

The End

And it's done! Hope everyone enjoys it, I tried to please the different shippers, did my best. Thanks to Nicole for being a bit of a beta, and all my other loyal readers! You guys are the best!
Hope you enjoyed the whole story! Enjoy the new episodes of CSI, I know I will!
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