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Sara took a step away from Lucas. She remained silent as she eyed Grissom. The last time she had seen him was right before her procedure. Then he was clean faced, now the beard was back. He had it shorter than he used to, but the color still brought out his eyes. Grissom held a bunch of flowers in his hand, but instead of presenting them, they were at his side. He took a deep breath, then another.

The silence in the room was deafening. Sara was the first to speak.

"Grissom..."

"Sara stop. Please. You don't need to explain."

"Griss, just listen. Please. It's not what it looks like."

"You in the arms of another man. What I am supposed to think." he was cool as a cucumber as he spoke. "I can't talk right now. I bought these for you. I was hoping you would forgive me." He set the flowers down and turned to the door. "I'll be at Jim's." Swiftly he stepped out and shut the door.

Once in the safely of his car he sat with his thoughts raging. Boy had he screwed up. She didn't need to explain herself to him. He was the one who had drove her into the arms of another man. But he didn't expect her to move on so fast. He started the car and pulled out.

Sara watched him as he sat in his car internally beating himself up. She didn't understand why he jumped to conclusions so fast without letting her explain. Lucas was patient and waited for her to sit back down. He knew how much she loved Grissom. All he could do was be there for her. But he also knew that she was too tired to fight with Grissom, and fight for what she wants. Grissom had finally worn her down to the point of giving up.

She finally broke down completely and cried into Lucas's arms until she had to go into work. She hoped that Grissom wouldn't go.

Grissom steered his car into the driveway. For a minute he sat and thought. But quickly stopped. 'I've done way too much thinking and analyzing for one day.' He grabbed his bags and knocked on the door. By the second knock he thought that Brass might of already headed into work.

Brass opened the door with a glass of scotch in his hand. Not working tonight.

"Oh man. I never thought I would see this day."

"I need a place to stay for a day or two."

Jim stepped back and let Grissom in.

"You want a drink? I got plenty."

"No thanks. I need to stay sober."

"Why? This is the perfect reason to get trashed."

"I know. But I need to be in pain. Not painless."

"Whatever. I'll drink and you can watch."

Grissom smiled and sat down on the couch. His mind was constantly telling him to go and talk to Sara, but his body wouldn't move. Brass started small talk, but the subject quickly changed to women and relationships.

"Gil, I know you are confused right now. That's what women want us to be."

Grissom looked at him. "What?"

"Confused. Women want men to be confused so they can control them."

"I think you've had enough to drink. Come on I'll help you to bed."

Grissom helped Brass into his bedroom and took the glass out of his hand and walked back into the living room. It was then he heard the soft knocking on the door. He checked his watch. It read one a.m. He decided to answer it. Grissom tugged the door open. Sara stood on the porch with her hands protectively wrapped around her.

"Figures. Something happens that you don't like so you drown yourself in scotch. You are so predictable."

"Sara, I haven't been drinking."

"Yeah right. Prove it."

He swiftly pulled her into him and kissed her with every ounce of passion that he possessed. Using only his mouth he led her into the house and kicked the door shut with his foot.

When he finally broke away Sara was breathless. The words she had rehearsed were gone. Grissom set the glass down and gathered her up in his arms.

"Sara, I'm sorry. I should let you explain. Come sit and talk with me."

He led her to the couch and waited for her to begin talking. She curled into his chest and inhaled his scent. She was intoxicated by it.

They sat in each others comfort before either of them spoke up.

"His name is Lucas."

"What?"

"The man at the house. His name is Lucas. He is a good friend of mine from Frisco that is moving to Vegas. He needed a place to stay for a week, so I let him stay in the guest room. I didn't think you would mind."

"Sara, I'm not worried about that. I was afraid that I had driven you away for the last time."

"This is the last time. I'm willing to give you, us, one more chance. I can't take anymore of this Griss."

"Sara, I never meant to hurt you. But I just keep managing to do it."

The tears welled up in her eyes and she burried her face into his chest as he confessed to her.

"I love you so much. I want to be with you. I want it all with you."

"So do I."

"Sara, please forgive me. What do I need to do to prove my love to you?"

She turned in his arms to look him in the eyes.

"I want to have a family. Grissom when I found out I was pregnant I was terrified. But Catherine convinced me that you would be happy. You are the only person I want to have children with. But what do you want?"

"A family with you. Sara, before you I had never humored the thought of being a father, but with you, you make it all worth it."

They leaned back into the couch. Grissom pulled the blanket from the back and covered up Sara. She curled into his arms and drifted off to sleep. Soon after Grissom joined her.

TBC