He sat in his favorite chair, reading a book, this time actually comprehending the words that were written on the page. Shakespeare always held his interest, no matter what the situation was at hand. He was in the middle of a rather important paragraph of Hamlet when he heard a faint knock at his door. He marked his page and set his book down atop his chair, poised for reading whenever he would get the urge again. He didn't bother looking out the peephole to see who had disrupted him, he wasn't really all that concerned. He opened the door and saw her brown eyes looking at him in a way he hadn't seen in such a while. Her face was solemn, somewhat broken, but yet, overjoyed. Her hair had a gentle curl where it met her shoulders. He gave her a gentle smile, she slowly walked back into the apartment she had been dreaming of for weeks.
It was awkward at first. But in the back of their minds they both knew what they wanted from each other. But, for the first hour they talked of everything beside work. She smiled in a way she hadn't since they had separated. He laughed as though it was their first night together. In a way though, it was. Though separated for only a short time, they had felt things they never imagined they would feel. But that was all behind them now; the only thing in their future was happiness. The second hour rolled around, and the hour if the night was becoming rather late. He offered her to stay the night. She accepted with no hesitation. He led her to the bedroom. The door closed behind him. He felt that when they were in his bedroom alone, things were best kept private, even if they were the only ones in the house.
A month went by and they hadn't told the team that they were back together. The team didn't ask Greg about anything because Greg kept acting like his same old self. Sara and Grissom were practically inseparable when they were away from work; of course their off days coincided with each other. During shifts Greg and Sara worked together like nothing had happened between the two of them, and although Greg felt a little hurt, he knew he had helped her in someway when she was sleeping with him. The team knew though, however they didn't dare tell Sara or Grissom. Now that they knew the team was going to have a couple within it, why should it matter? Why open a can of worms?
They were in bed one night, and she smiled as she felt him within her. She said his name with such jubilance. She had waited so long to let his name slip between her lips. They had both waited months to feel their skin rub against one another. His gentle motions soothed her, her gentle laugh soothed him. "Will you ever forgive me?" She whispered into his ear as she ran her hand through his gray hair. "Forgive you?" He lifted his head up and made eye contact. She whispered again. "For making the worst mistake of my life." He lifted an eyebrow. She pulled his head down to her face and kissed him passionately. "Leaving you."