First things first. Grissom went over to P.D. to arrange a meeting with the Sheriff. Unfortunately he was out of town, so he would have to wait. He drove himself home thinking of how he could prove to Sara that he truly and deeply loved her.

Once he arrived home he found his mother cleaning house. She had been deaf for so long that her other senses were finely tuned and she was aware of his presence.

/:So, are you going to try to fix this? Or just sit back and watch her walk out of your life.:/

/:I have to fix this. I don't think that I can live without her.:/

He went over to his computer and accessed his bank records. He smiled when he saw that Sara had been drawing small amounts of money from the savings account. The dates of the withdraws corresponded with his time in Alaska. He knew that she used the money on takeout. This brought a smile to his face. He then checked his other accounts and stocks.

His mother walked over and tapped his shoulder. He jumped at the contact.

/:Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.:/

/:I'm fine. Guess this is just going to take some getting used to.:/

/:Don't give up yet. Anyway, do you know where she is?:/

He had to think. If she wasn't staying here or with anyone else they knew that meant...the thought that came to his head was unpleasant.

/:I see jealously. She's staying with another man isn't she?:/

Grissom pursed his lips and raised an eyebrow.

/:Yes, but I don't know where he lives.:/

/:You're a cop. You can find him.:/

/:I'm not a cop.:/

/:Yeah, yeah. Whatever.:/

She went about her cleaning. Grissom thought for a moment and checked his watch. Brass would be at home asleep. Catherine was still at the lab. He reached for his phone and text her again.

'Cath, do you know where Sara is staying? Or where I can find a Lucas...I guess I don't know a last name. He's a friend of her's from Frisco. GG'

He sat patiently and waited. Several minutes later his phone vibrated and he checked the message.

'Yes I know where they both are. But your on a need to know basis, and you don't need to know right now. Why do you want his address anyway?'

He quickly text back.

'I want to send her some flowers and arrange for us to have dinner together.'

Grissom was forced to wait again. Damn this sucked. He prayed that his hearing would return. Temporary deafness wouldn't be a problem, but permanent. He didn't think he could handle it. At least without Sara.

The phone vibrated again.

'I'll arrange all of that for you. When's your appointment?'

'In 4 days.'

Waiting.

'Ok. So lets plan for dinner in 3 days. I'll send her something today. That way we can all make arrangements. Hang in there Gil, we are all here to help.'

He cracked a small smile and put away his phone. Three days. What on earth was he going to do with himself for three days. Deciding that he needed to stop hiding from the world and her, he went to the shower.

Once clean and toweled off, he looked in the mirror at himself. He couldn't decide whether Sara liked him with or without the beard. After several minutes he came to the conclusion that he like it when she would slowly move her hand over his smooth cheek. So off it came once again.

He dressed and informed his mother that he was off to get a hair cut. She eyed him suspiciously for a second, then smiled her approval. Grissom walked to the small barber shop several blocks away. For the last 15 years the same elderly man had cut his hair.

Once that was done, he decided that he needed an outfit that would impress Sara. He knew that she had a thing for him in suits. But that selection was limited in his closet. And she had seen them all. He walked back thinking. As cars drove by he strained himself to hear them roar by. Glancing at his watch he noticed that it was four in the afternoon already. So he sent Catherine another text.

'I need a new suit for dinner with Sara. Help. GG'

He rounded the corner only a block away from his house when he noticed a flower delivery van leaving the house on the corner.

"Someone's getting flowers. I wonder what Catherine has in mind for Sara."

Little did he know, the van had just delivered flowers to Sara.

Lucas set the large vase on the dining room table. Once Sara was out of the shower he hollered at her to join him. She walked into the room and her mouth dropped open.

The small table held a vase that was overflowing with red roses.

"They're for you." he said as he handed her the card that came with them.

She opened it and read it to herself.

'Have dinner with me. I know it's not much, but I do need you Sara. I love you. Please tell Catherine what you decide and she will fill you in on the rest. Love Gil.'

Tears filled her eyes as she handed Lucas the card. He read it and waited for her response.

"What are you going to do Sara? The man loves you. This is a very difficult time for him. He is understanding that it's also hard on you. It's not much, but it's a start."

She looked at him and nodded. The words were caught in her throat. He hugged her and handed her the phone. She quickly dialed Catherine's number.

"Willows."

"Cath, it's Sara."

"Hey, what's up?"

"Oh, I think you know what's up."

"Yes, please don't hold this against him. It's hard for him right now. But he sent me a message wanting to find you and send you flowers and arrange for a dinner date. But he thought since he can't hear that he couldn't do it. I guess I felt bad for him. But those are his words on the card."

"I know. Tell him that I would love to have dinner with him."

"Ok, dress formally. If you want I can take you shopping. And on Friday at seven he will pick you up. How's that sound?"

"Great, I might need help with the whole shopping thing tho."

"I gotcha covered. How about after shift I take you out and we find you a 'Give a man a heart attack dress'?"

"Sounds good." Sara giggled into the phone.

"Great. I'll see you in the morning."

She hung up the phone and smiled. Then she turned to Lucas.

"I have a date Friday night."

"Bout damn time."

TBC