Sorry this chapter is so short. Bag loads of writers block plus revising. Had my English exam today. EASY CHEESY!!!! Saying that I bet I'll fail it now! Winners for the song comp are:

Nicole: Rascal Flatts – God Bless The Broken Road

Caitlin: Lonestar – Amazed

Me: Kelly Clarkson – You Found Me

A few hours later, Grissom and Sara were sat on the plane bound for San Francisco. Sara was a bag on nerves and Grissom was doing all he could to keep her calm.

"Sara, just try and get some rest. You haven't slept in nearly 14 hours." Grissom said.

"How am I supposed to rest Grissom?" Sara asked incredulously "The best person in my life is dying and I'm not there with him!"

"Well worrying yourself to death over him isn't going to help is it?" Grissom took her hand. "Come here." He lifted up the arm-rest between them, undid Sara's seatbelt and pulled her onto his shoulder, putting an arm around her. "At least rest your eyes. Please. I'll wake you when we get there." He whispered.

Sara sighed "Ok I'll try. I'm sorry for snapping a you Griss. I don't deserve a friend like you." She mumbled.

Grissom kissed the top of her head "Yes you do. You deserve a hell of a lot more. Now get some rest." Sara mumbled something incoherent and snuggled deeper into Grissom's chest.

A few moments later, a flight attendant came over to them "Would you like a pillow or blanket for your wife?" she asked.

Grissom didn't know which point to deal with first, the fact that Sara wasn't his wife or that yes they would like a pillow and blanket. He decided that the items were more important than proving the flight attendant wrong. "Uh…yes, just a blanket please." The flight attendant nodded and hurried off to fetch one.

When Sara woke an while later because of turbulence, she found that both Grissom and herself had been covered with a blanket and she was wrapped securely in Grissom's arms. She was getting used to waking up in his arms and it felt so normal to her but at the same time amazing. She lifted her head to find Grissom's baby blue's staring back at her.

"Hey, you're awake. I was going to wake you, we're landing so you'd better put your seatbelt back on." He whispered.

Sara reluctantly straightened up and buckled her seatbelt. She noticed Grissom smiling at her. "What are you smiling at?" she smirked. Grissom reached up and tucked a few strands of hair behind Sara's ear.

"Your hair's all roughed up. You look like you've been pulled through a hedge backwards." He chuckled. Sara swatted his hand away.

"Gee thanks! I'll remember that." she rubbed her eyes and smoothed her hair down. The plane was hit with a sudden wave of turbulence and Sara grabbed Grissom's arm in fright. "Jesus!" she gasped.

"What's wrong?" Grissom asked.

"I…uh…I don't like turbulence. I don't mind the flying, I just can't stand the turbulence." She replied. The plane shook violently again and Sara dug her nails into Grissom's arm.

"Is there anything I can do to help? To take your mind off it?" he winced.

"I don't know. I've always hated it and nothing ever takes my mind off it so I just end up grabbing onto the first thing that comes within two feet of me and…" she was interrupted by Grissom's lips on hers. It was only one kiss and lasted the best part of two seconds, but it still made Sara's head spin and forget completely about the turbulence.

"The plane will be landing in two minutes, please ensure that your seatbelts are securely fastened." The pilot's voice sounded through the speakers around the plane.

"Sorry." Grissom mumbled. "Nice one asshole! You could have done anything else but that!"

"S'fine. You only did it to make me forget about the…uh…thing." Sara mumbled, still trying to regain feeling in her legs which had turned to jelly.

"Yeah." Grissom whispered and stared out of the window.