He and Matt walked off the airplane. A first he wished Sara could be here with him, and he made himself a promise that when this was all over he would bring her here. It was not exactly the most popular vacation destination, but he knew that she would love it. He'd always wanted to take more time and explore the rainforest. If only it were under better circumstances. They checked into a small inn near the beach, and just a mile away laid the edge of the forest.

The rules laid out by the FBI were strict. He was not to make any contact with anyone back in Vegas, and most of all listen to the agents that accompanied him. Other than Matt who never left his side, several other agents were about, but he couldn't make them out from the other tourists.

The next morning he made his way into the rainforest to look at some species of butterflies that had only been discovered in the last few years. He spent hours in the forest taking in every little insect that crossed his path. Feeling like a kid in a candy store he forgot about his other problems in life that was the reason that he was here in the first place.

While walking back he suddenly couldn't help thinking about Sara. What she was doing. What she was wearing. If she was thinking about him like he was her.

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The alarm caused Sara to roll over and hit the snooze. Ever since Grissom had left she had been working as long as she could until Catherine chased her out of the lab. She had also found it easier to sleep in his bed since he left her the keys. Slowly things from her apartment made their way into his townhouse. She couldn't wait until he returned and took her in his strong arms and held her against him.

She followed the same routine as she had the last few weeks. It was beginning to wear on her. Everyday she stopped in front of his office, only to see the darkness look back. Proceeding to the break room a small box sat on the table addressed to her, and the others looked at her and waited for her reaction.

"Where did this come from?"

"I don't know? It's addressed to you and there is no return address."

Her curiosity got the best of her and she slowly opened the package. The rest of the group watched as their suspicions were confirmed. Sara smiled the biggest smile when she looked into the box and lifted the large Tiger Swallow Tail butterfly. It was framed in etched glass, and a note was stuck to the bottom.

'My dearest Sara,

I am sorry for having to leave without you knowing where I am. I miss you so much and will return to your arms as soon as I am able. I hope that this finds you well and I just want you know that I love you. I always have and always will.

Love, Grissom'

Tears filled her eyes as she read the note. No one said anything while she let her emotions flow. They knew the package was from Grissom when they saw the handwriting.

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He hoped that Sara had received the package that he sent. Knowing it was against the rules Matt had helped him get it sent with out it being able to be traced. In order for that to happen it would have taken several weeks to reach Vegas. He had been gone a total of 5 weeks and so far no word on eliminating the threat on his life.

That evening he and Matt made their way to the waters edge. Grissom stood in the crystal clear water and looked down the beach. Several locals were out along with some tourists. He swore that he recognized one of the women on walking along the beach. She continued minding her own business until they made eye contact.

"Dr. Grissom. Never expected to see you here."

"It truly is a small world isn't it."

"I suppose so. Do you have plans for tonight?"

"No."

"Would you like to have dinner with me? I know a great little restaurant in town."

"Terri, I would love too."

TBC