Disclaimer: I don't own "Be Easy" by Massari nor "Some Hearts" by Carrie Underwood. Just borrowing their songs for a while, I promise to return them unscathed.

Author's Note: Okay, here's the next chapter. Whoa, sorry it took so long but school and life were being evil and keeping me from my typing…grr. NOW IT'S MARCH BREAK! YAY! I get to escape from the normal everyday life I live the majority of the time. Hee, hee. Anyways, on with the show!

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After lunch Mary, Clara, Helen and Christopher headed off to the fair so as to set up for the dance show and competition. Greg, Sara, Kevin, Cody and Michelle would be joining them around three.

"Mom," Clara began, straightening her dance costume as she spoke.

"Yes Clara?" Mary answered.

"Miss Sara wants Uncle Greg to care for her, does he? Care for her I mean," the girl asked. Mary looked at her daughter, slightly confused.

"Yes Clara, your Uncle Greg cares for her very much. My only question to you is, how do you know she feels like that?" Clara shrugged and put her hair up in a pony-tail.

"I heard Miss Sara say- no, I heard her think it…I think." was the girl's response.

"You read her thoughts!" Mary exclaimed.

"I think so," Clara replied.

"Oh Clara, your father is going to be so happy that you inherited his gift!" Mary smiled, hugging her daughter. Clara grinned before running off to put on her jazz slippers. Mary walked across the deserted stage, her lightly clad feet padding on the dull surface. She clicked a button on the remote that was clipped to her waist, turning on a CD player. Mary tapped her left foot on the floor, keeping the beat.

'Five, six, seven, eight. Run, plant, slip, jump, land, launch, flip, twist, land.' Mary ran over the steps in her head as the song came to the right point.

Leave all them troubles hommie and let's pop the bottle
Come on now mommi we sippin' Dom Perignon
Know that your feelin' it when you jump up and holla
Shakin' it shakin' it take it high bring it low

Mary landed on her feet, her balance, practised over years of dance and gymnastics was perfect. Without warning a small bout of applause erupted from the previously empty audience. Mary swung around to see the other part of her family standing there.

"I didn't know you could do that Mare!" Greg laughed, astounded. Mary blushed.

"You'd be surprised at what I can do," she told him. "So, what's going on?"

"Not quite sure, I was going to stay and watch you and Clara but someone needs to take Cody and Michelle around," Kevin explained, scratching the back of his head.

"Can Uncle Greg and Miss Sara take us?" Cody queried.

"Please!" Michelle begged.

"Of course we'll take you," Greg responded, ruffling Cody's hair. Sara nodded in agreement.

"Thanks so much guys. Here are some tickets for them. Why don't we meet up around seven at the car? I think Mum and Dad will want to head home by then. Oh and here's some money in case they want something to eat. I'll keep my cell on if you need anything. I'm trusting you have your cell Greg?" Kevin said, smirking. He then handed Greg some money as well as a huge strip of tickets. Greg rolled his eyes at his brother-in-law.

"Yes Kevin, I have my cell phone. We'll see you later," Greg retorted before heading out of the tent with his niece, his nephew and Sara.

"Kevin, your eldest daughter has inherited your mind-reading abilities. She read Sara's mind earlier," Mary explained to her husband as he helped her move a couple boxes of dance equipment.

"Really! That's interesting! I'll have to congratulate her," Kevin chuckled.

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Greg, Sara, Cody and Michelle walked through the fair ground. Michelle held onto both Greg and Sara's hands so that she was as safe as possible. Cody only held onto Greg's hand.

"Uncle Greg, can we go on that?" the seven year old asked, pointing to a train ride.

"Sure, here you go," Greg answered, handing him some tickets. "But stay with your sister please."

"Okay," Cody giggled.

"Miss Sara, can you hold Uncle Greg's hand until I get back? I don't want him to get lost," Michelle said innocently. Sara smiled down at the young girl.

"Sure I will Michelle. You and Cody go have fun," Sara laughed. Michelle then took Sara's hand and joined it together with Greg's. She then ran after her brother, getting onto the ride with him. Sara and Greg both felt the sparks that flew between them as their hands connected.

'Oh my God, I've NEVER felt like this before. Not with that bastard Hank, nor with Grissom. They NEVER gave me such butterflies' Sara thought as she and Greg waved to Cody and Michelle as they went around the train tracks.

Somehow their hands separated but Greg's arm became wrapped around her waist instead. He pulled her closer to him until she was right up against his side. At this action more sparks shot through Sara's body, causing her to practically melt in his one armed embrace.

'Can I stay like this forever?' Sara mentally questioned. Greg turned to her then, smiling at her happily before setting his gaze back on the children. Sara blushed, grinning. 'Well, I'm glad he left his cell phone in Vegas, otherwise I could never have acted irrationally and come out here. I don't know if I'll be able to go back to Vegas and just stay as friends with Greg…I'm really started to think I need him in my life, as something more.'

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By the time 7 P.M. came around both Michelle and Cody were exhausted. In fact, Greg was carrying Michelle, who had fallen asleep. A few people had stopped Sara to tell her how lucky she was to have such beautiful children and such a wonderful husband. And for some reason, she hadn't corrected them. When they reached the cars Kevin, Mary, Christopher and Helen were waiting for them.

"Where's Clara?" Greg questioned.

"Oh, she went home with her friends, they're having a pizza party as a celebration for winning their dance level. I'm going to pick her up after church tomorrow." Mary elucidated. Greg nodded. "Mum and Dad are going to take Cody and Michelle home now. Kev and I are staying for a bit. You're both welcome to stay with us if you're not too tired." Mary continued.

"Okay, give us a minute to decided," Greg stated, placing Michelle into her booster seat. Sara smiled fondly at them as she helped Cody into the car, seeing as he was half asleep. As she did she looked up, meeting Greg's eyes.

'This could be us one day, God, she's so gorgeous. It seems that every time I look at her I fall more in love with her…I hope she doesn't get scared off when I give her the ring.' Greg thought as he gazed into Sara's chocolate eyes. Sara blushed before looking down a Cody so that she could fasten his seat belt.

'Why does he make me feel like this?' Sara wondered. ' Easy, it's because you're in love with him ' her mind countered. 'Shut up, he probably doesn't feel that way about me! Don't make it any worse…' Sara scolded herself, her heart felt as if it was falling when she told herself that.

"Do you want to stay here? Er- at the fair I mean," Greg asked her.

"Sure," Sara replied. The four adults that were staying at the fair stood back and waved as Christopher and Helen drove away in Kevin's van, leaving Mary's Dodge Caravan for their transport back.

"Kev and I are going to go grab something to eat, would you like to join us? Or would you rather just meet up later?" Mary inquired.

"Greg and I have already eaten so why don't we catch up with you layer?" Sara suggested, absentmindedly taking Greg's hand in her own.

"That's fine; I'll keep my cell phone on. We'll see you guys later," Kevin said, taking his wife's hand and leading her across the parking lot. Just before they went through the gates Mary turned back, a determined look on her face.

"Sara, two things. One – Nice aura and two – don't think I didn't notice that," She laughed, winking. Sara instantly realized that her hand was in Greg's. She blushed and looked down at her feet.

"Hey, don't worry, I like holding your hand." Greg whispered to her, making Sara blush even more.

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"C'mon Greg, let's go on that!" Sara giggled, pointing to a ride that looked something like a combination between 'the scrambler' and the Dumbo ride at Disney World. She laughed as she pulled Greg towards the ride, causing him to jog so as to keep up with her, mainly because he didn't want her pulling his arm off.

Greg couldn't get over how happy she seemed to be, nor could he remember the last time he had so much fun. Watching Sara continuously smiling made his heart soar, he was just glad he could make her happy. Greg himself was just ecstatic to be there with her, she had made the fair fun again.

Over the past two hours they had been on almost all of the adult rides at the fair, as well as a few of the children's ones just for a laugh. As they got into line for the ride Greg grasped the ring that was in his pocket, holding it in his hand, close to his side. When they began to inch closer Greg began shaking slightly.

"Umm Sara, I want to tell you something," he began.

"Okay, shoot," Sara said with a smile.

"When I was younger my Grandmother gathered my siblings and I. She gave us each a ring, saying that she wanted us to give them to someone who we consider a special part of our lives. My brother Andrew gave his to his wife, Jenny, as an anniversary present for the first year they were married. Mary, she gave hers to Kevin when they got married and he wears it on a chain around his neck. My other sister, Abby, had a really thick gold band. She had it split and refitted so that she and her husband John could use them as wedding bands." Greg told her as they walked towards one of the ride cars.

"What about you Greg? Who'd you give yours to?" Sara questioned as they climbed into the ride.

"No one yet, but – I would like to give it to someone. No, that's a lie really. Sara I- I want you to have mine. You're my best friend. I'd really like for it to be a symbol of our friendship." Greg told Sara, handing her the ruby ring. The brunette looked down at it, tears in her eyes.

"Greg, she wanted you to give this to someone special in your life, I'm…I'm not exactly a 'special' person," Sara said weakly, fighting back the sob that was caught in her throat. Greg gently placed his right hand over her right, covering the ring as well while his left hand tilted her chin up so that he could look in her eyes.

"Sara, you're the most special and important person in my life." He said sincerely. Sara smiled softly as the tears cascaded down her face then.

"Thank you Greg, thank you so much," she choked, taking the ring and slipping into onto her finger. It was only then that Sara realized what she had done. She had put the ring on her left hand, on her ring finger. Her wedding ring finger. Alarms went off in her head then, as did ones in Greg's head. As if on cue the ride's bell went off as it began rising off the ground.

'Oh my God, why did Sara put the ring on that finger? Could she actually want us to be in a relationship as badly as I do? Could she actually love me as much as I love her? No, it's probably just a mistake; she'll most likely switch it over once the ride stops.' Greg thought as the ride began to spin, gradually picking up speed.

'What on Earth am I doing? What was I thinking? What did I put this ring on my left hand? It's not like its and engagement ring! You want it to be though, don't you? No! Well, no. I should switch it over to the other hand. But oh God…no, no, no! It feels so right on this hand! Told you. Oh all of this feels so right! Being here with Greg; being thought of as his wife; having his ring on my wedding ring finger. You're in love with him, admit it! Think about all those butterflies! Oh God…I am….I've fallen in love with Greg.' Sara mentally panicked.

Within the first forty-five seconds of the ride the car jerked, causing Sara to slide over into Greg's side. He beamed at her affectionately, wrapping his arm around her waist again. Instantly those tell-tale butterflies appeared in Sara's stomach, confirming that she was indeed in love with him.

As the car rose higher into the air Sara could hear music coming from the grandstand. Even as she laughed she tried to listen to the lyrics, oddly entranced by them. All in all she was trying to distract herself from the fact that she was, for the third time that day, pressed up against Greg.

I've never been the kind that you'd call lucky
Always stumbling' around in circles
But I must have stumbled into something
Look at me
Am I really alone with you
I wake up feeling like my life's worth living
Can't recall when I last felt that way
Guess it must be all this love you're giving
Never knew never knew it could be like this
But I guess

Some hearts
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes

The words of the song only caused more tears to form in Sara's eyes. She had been so depressed that morning, thinking that she would never be loved and that, when she died, she would easily be forgotten. Not though she felt so different. Greg cared deeply for her, maybe even loved her. Sara felt so lucky just to be with him at that moment.

Greg always made her laugh, and now, he made her feel loved, made her feel special. Hank and Grissom had ever cared about her enough to make her feel that way. Sara laughed out loud as the ride spun backwards. She grabbed onto Greg for support. He, in turn, tightened his grip on her, pulling her, if possible, closer than before, smiling down at her fondly as she gripped his sweater.

Now who'd have thought someone like you could love me
You're the last thing my heart expected
Who'd have thought I'd ever find somebody
Someone who someone who makes me feel like this
Well I guess

Some hearts
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes

Even hearts like mine
Get lucky, lucky sometimes

Some hearts
They just have it so easy
Some just get lucky some times
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side, yes
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts just get lucky, lucky sometimes
I'm not the kind of girl that you'd call lucky
I'm not the kind of girl that you'd call lucky

The ride began to slow down, lowering the cars to the ground. Greg chuckled softly as Sara straightened up. The bars snapped open, allowing the people to exit the ride. No sooner had Greg helped Sara down she launched herself onto him, hugging him tightly. Greg instinctively wrapped his arms around her, taking in how good it felt. As they stood there Greg felt Sara shaking against him, as well as the dampness forming on his shoulder. He didn't know why, but Sara was crying.

'Sara, you idiot! You're not even dating and yet you want to marry the man who's embrace you're wrapped in.' Sara thoughts. After a minute she pulled away from Greg, although she was reluctant to do so. She looked up at him with moist eyes, a stray tear falling down her cheek. Greg reached up and brushed it away with his thumb. Sara smiled, leaning up so that her lips were only an inch away from his ear.

"Thank you, for everything." She said before pulling away. Sara then took Greg's hand again, leading him through the crowd.

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As they walked though the busy fairground they talked about work. How annoying Ecklie was and how emotionless Grissom could be. For the first time ever Greg realized that Sara really was over Grissom.

'Thank God,' he thought.

"I think the last straw was with Adam Trent. I mean, he didn't give me a hug or even a pat on the shoulder. But you! I remember coming into the locker room, not saying a word but you knew there was something wrong. You actually sat me down and asked me what happened. I didn't want to break down you know, but when I did…you actually cared Greg, Grissom didn't. Why'd you react so differently? Why did you hug me and tell me that everything was going to be alright?" Sara asked, stopping. Greg swallowed and turned to her, never letting go of her hand.

"Because Sara, unlike Grissom, I care about you. It breaks my heart to see you so upset and I will do anything to make you happy. Well, almost anything, I can't kill Ecklie for you, sorry." Greg answered with a grin. Sara laughed and hugged him again.

'How did I get so lucky to have someone like Greg in my life?' she pondered. When Sara backed away she noticed their surroundings, as did Greg, Greg chuckled lightly, blushing. Sara grinned.

"Oh come on then, let's go one it just for fun. Michelle basically did tell you to take me in the Tunnel of Love" Sara smiled, batting her eyelashes at him in mock seduction. Greg sighed contently.

"Alright, but we tell no one!" he said, agreeing to go on the ride. He laced his fingers with hers again before leading Sara towards the ride. As they walked Greg felt Sara's ring against his finger, the sensation making him want to grab her, kiss her, tell her how much he really loved her. He resisted though, not wanting to scare her. Little did he know, Sara wanted to do the same things to him. Once the tickets were given to the conduction Greg helped Sara into the boat. As he climbed in the conductor leaned over and whispered.

"You've got a really beautiful girl there mate, don't let her get away." Greg smiled giving the man a nod as the boat began moving. As the ride continued various romantic scenes and romance icons were lit up with red white and pink lights. Sara sighed contently, resting her head on Greg's shoulder. He grinned down at her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, drawing her closer. Fountains shot water up and over their heads, causing Sara to laugh. On a whim Greg leaned over, pressing a kiss to Sara's temple. Sara instantaneously turned scarlet and melted into his arms.

'He practically kissed me. His lips against my temple were so soft, it was so amazing. God, I just want to kiss him senseless. Then do it! I can't! I don't want to risk it! What if he doesn't love me? You, are an idiot. Give me 24 hours okay? I need to get a handle on all of this. I'm still trying to wrap my mind around this ring. Fine Thank you.' Sara thought, reddening even more at the thought of kissing Greg.

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Mary and Kevin walked back to their car around ten. There were still tons of people at the fair but they thought it was probably best to head home. As they got to the parking lot they saw Greg and Sara sitting on the hood of the van, eating cotton candy. Mary grabbed Kevin, pulling him down with her behind another car.

"Mary, what are you doing?" Kevin inquired watching his wife pull out a camera from her backpack.

"They look soo cute together sitting on the car like that." Mary explained, putting the low light telephoto lens on her camera. Kevin looked up and over the car they were hiding behind, his gaze settling on the younger duo that was sharing the pink sugary fluff. Mary crouched by the hood of the car, snapping a few photos. As she did she saw Greg reach up and wipe some of the sugary goo from Sara's cheek with his finger; all the while she continuously snapped the camera. To her surprise Sara took Greg's finger, brought it to her mouth, and licked off the pink glucose.

"Please tell me you got a picture of that!" Kevin begged, now at his wife's side again.

"Oh yeah, I have about, hmm, four shots of it." Mary responded, putting the used film in her bag and replacing it with a new one. "Both of their auras were very ahem- you know, but yeah, very interesting." Mary sniggered depositing the camera back in her knapsack. Kevin jumped to his feet, shaking his head. He and Mary then walked over to the van, startling Greg and Sara who has just been gazing at each other since Sara has released Greg's finger.

"You guys ready to go?" Kevin queried. Greg coughed slightly, obviously trying to regain his voice.

"Umm yeah, let's go." He said, hopping down off the hood. He then turned around and helped Sara down. Kevin smiled before getting into the driver's seat but not before shooting his wife a glace. Mary grinned back at him, getting into the passenger's seat. Greg and Sara climbed into the back, pulling on their seatbelts. Kevin started the car, pulling out of the parking lot and onto the road.

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Forty-five minutes into the two hour drive Mary tuned back so see Greg leaning against the door, fast asleep. Sara, who was also in dreamland, was sprawled across Greg, her head resting on his chest.

"My God," Mary whispered. "Kev, they're sleeping on each other! It's so adorable!"

"Shh, keep it down Mare. Why don't you take a picture?" Kevin suggested. Mary beamed as she took out the camera again. She took half a dozen pictures before turning the device off.

"I think they're starting to get the hint." She sighed happily.

"What gives you that idea?" Kevin asked.

"Sara's wearing Greg's ring. On her left hand," was Mary's reply.

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When they finally got home it was around midnight. Greg awoke when Kevin turned off the engine. Sara however; remained fast asleep. Greg somehow managed to prop her up without waking her. Mary then helped him to get Sara out of her seatbelt.

"Do you want me to carry her upstairs?" Kevin questioned.

"No it's alright, I can do it." Greg responded as he got out of the van and jogged around to Mary's side where she was holding Sara up. Greg smiled, changing places with his older sister so that he could lift Sara out of the car. Sara stirred slightly, feeling the temperature change, but only enough to wrap her arms around Greg's neck. Kevin ran ahead, opening the garage door that led into the laundry room and then the kitchen. Mary shut the main garage door, kicking off her shoes and dropping her backpack in the closet once she was in the laundry room behind her brother.

"Greg," she called softly causing him to turn around.

"Yeah?" he said quietly.

"Make sure you take off her shoes and jacket so that she doesn't hurt herself on them while she sleeps." Mary instructed. Greg nodded before continuing on his way upstairs. When he got to Sara's room he kicked open the door. Once inside he somehow managed to pull the blankets back before lying her down on the mattress. He took off her jacket, hanging it on the back of the chair near the closet, before taking off her running shoes which were placed under the chair. By the time Greg turned around Sara was lying on her side, slightly awake.

"Mm, what time is it?" she inquired stifling a yawn.

"Late, you should go back to sleep." Greg told her. Sara closed her eyes again, sighing.

"Can I have a goodnight kiss?" she asked, causing Greg, who was pulling the covers up over her, to stop dead in his tracks. He swallowed and then exhaled. He leaned forward placing a chaste kiss on her cheek. Sara smiled softly. "Goodnight Greg," she yawned.

"Night," Greg replied, going to the door. "I love you Sara," he whispered, turning off the lights and closing the door. Sara lay in her bed, asleep and yet purely happy for the first time in years. Greg had kissed her three times that day, every time his lips coming closer to hers. She wondered, as she slept, if perhaps, by the time they went back to Vegas on Tuesday their relationship would be something more than it had been when she came out to New York. That and she wondered if they would kiss. She hoped they would.

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A/N: There! Don't! Eep, that took a long time to type laughs I'm falling asleep here now. Oh well. Hope you all liked this chapter. It was fun to write (I wrote it in England over the Christmas holidays if you didn't know. On paper that is.) Next chapter we meet 2 new characters. More family members. Tee hee. Oh! I've been thinking of writing a bunch of stand alone fics about Greg and his family members. (Careers class is REALLY that boring) Let me know if you'd be interesting in reading them, if so I'll post one within the next 2 weeks.

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