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Author's Note: Okay, so because I have this as a real person fic the people are flipping out on me so I decided to add this chapter which is basically what happens in the episode that is referred to in the original which has now decided to become chapter 2. Do forgive me, but I really, really, REALLY don't want to get my account suspended.

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"Greg, wait!" Sara called, running out of the breakroom and down the hall.

She had been trying to explain to Greg what had transpired between her and Grissom. Well, she was more over trying to explain that there was no longer anything between their boss and herself.

"Why should I wait Sara? I'm sick of waiting." Greg deadpanned, turning back to her, anger in his eyes.

"Please Greg, let me finish what I was trying to tell you," she begged, reaching up and placing a hand on his arm. Greg drew back from her, glaring.

"No Sara. I waited for six years for you to figure out what you wanted and I think I have a pretty good idea as to what that is and how you finally got it. You've been too damn stubborn to ever listen to me, so why the hell should I listen to you? Hmm?" He answered, walking away from her again, towards the locker room. Sara let out a sigh, chasing after him again.

"It's not what you think! Damnit Greg, you're so annoying!" she insisted.

"Oh really?"

"Really."

"Then soon to Mrs. Grissom, do explain to me what exactly you were trying to tell me?" Greg muttered, leaning up against his locker.

"I'm never going to be that," Sara said, looking down.

"What?"

"His wife. I broke things off with him."

"Wait-what? When? Why? I though-" Greg stammered.

"Exactly! You thought that I wanted to be with him, but I don't, not anymore." Sara explained, her eyes looking up to meet his.

"You don't?" He queried, disbelieving.

"No. I don't." Sara stated again, moving towards him.

"Why not?"

"Because…I'm in love with you," she said before pulling him down to her for a kiss. Greg was motionless for a second before pulling her flush against him, arms around her waist. When they broke apart he gave her a lopsided grin.

"I guess I'm a bit of an idiot then…aren't I?" he laughed softly.

"Yes, you're an idiot and you're annoying as hell, but I still love you. Why don't we-" she said, stopping as she had to turn away so as to not cough all over him.

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"CUT!" the director yelled. He rubbed his forehead. "Jorja, you're too sick to be here, you should go home."

"I'm fine, really," the brunette actress insisted, trying not to let him hear the rawness in her voice.

"Eric, take her home please."

And with that, she was whisked away by her blonde co-worker.

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A/N: There, hopefully NOW they won't get mad at me AGAIN. The second chapter is the original story that had the same name as this.