Disclaimer: I would love to own these characters, but sadly, I don't.

How can a shower feel this good! Gil thought as the warm water washed away the dirt, sweat, and emotion of the day. When he was done, he was confronted with the task of choosing from Sara's many cleansers, lotions, and shampoos trying to figure out which to bring to the hospital. This woman really loves to pamper her skin.

Catherine was waiting to bring him back to the hospital, "Cath, you should come in with me. I could use the company, and I know Sara will want to see you. Warrick and Nick can start the shift up, they'll call if they need us."

Smiling, deep down she was happy to be invited. While she and Sara had some differences over the years, they had a friendship as well. Although, Catherine was still wrestling with Sara and Gil's long kept secret they both hid from her. "I'd like that," she quickly replied.

The drive back to the hospital was relatively quiet, until Grissom's phone rang, "It's the hospital," as he answered,"Hello, Gil Grissom."

"Mr. Grissom, Dr. Bill Brailey here. I've just finished checking on Ms. Sidle, and although I explained her condition to her, she is evidently still feeling some effects of the morphine she got earlier. She insisted I call you and inform you as well."

"Is she alright? What did you find?" he inquired, urgently.

"She's actually doing quite well. The dehydration and shock have all but corrected with IV fluids and electrolyte replacements. Her kidneys were beginning to shut down, but that has all come around. She was suffering a heat stroke, but it was early, and her temperature has already normalized. She will still feel weak until she is eating and drinking a full diet, but we expect the IV's and bladder catheter can come out in the morning."

"Wonderful," he looked at Catherine, beaming.

"As you probably know, she suffered a concussion, but on that front she is exhibiting no ill effects from it, and her MRI was negative."

After a brief pause, he continued, "Her fractured arm will need to be evaluated by an orthopedic surgeon, and Dr. Rigby ordered a slew of X-Rays to rule out any other fractures, but since they aren't as urgent, they won't be read until tomorrow."

Breathing a heavy breath of relief, "That's all wonderful news, Thank you so much for filling me in."

"No problem, we'll see her in the morning, Good night."

Grissom closed his phone and looked heavenward in a silent prayer of Thanks.

"OK," chimed Catherine, hinting for information, "So it's all good?"

"All good," grinning, he added, "So, do you think we can find a flower shop this time of night?"

Catherine grinned back, shaking her head, "Oh yeah, we'll fix you up."

When they finally rolled Sara to her room, Gil and Catherine were waiting patiently for her. Despite their eagerness to reconnect, they reluctantly obliged when asked to step out while Sara was situated into the hospital bed.

Pacing back and forth in front of the door, "What could be taking so long?" Gill muttered. Catherine just shook her head and snickered.

When the room cleared out, and they were allowed back in, Gil eased onto the side of the bed scooping up Sara's good hand with a wide smile, "Hello there."

Sara nervously glanced at Catherine, and returning the smile, discretely tried to retrieve her hand, "I can't tell you how good it is to see you guys. I was in that X-Ray department so long, I must be glowing."

Catherine suppressed a giggle as she noticed what Sara was doing.

Gil took her hand once more, and softly explained, "It's OK, Catherine knows."

Sara took in a long breath and smiled, a bit nervously still, "Does anyone else know, Dear?"

Grissom, now the one smiling nervously, "Well," fidgeting a bit now, "I sort of let it slip out to the team."

With that Catherine burst out laughing, "You call that 'letting it slip'!"

Grissom was now glaring at her, Sara's eyebrows were up and her mouth open in shock. "Honey, while you were fighting for your life under that car, your man here was back at the lab professing his undying love for you." Pausing, she added, "It was really very sweet."

"Thank you Catherine, but it was just a tiny slip, really."

"Oh, sure," laughing, she continued, "Sara, did you know you were the only person he's ever loved?" Sara now had her look of shock again, eyes darting back and forth from Catherine to Gil. "In case you didn't know, you could have just asked Nick, Warrick, or Greg; any one of them could have told you." Catherine was smiling, enjoying telling on Grissom, and why not, after all, he was just acting like any mere mortal in love would, given what Sara was going through at the time.

"OK! Catherine, I think we get the picture," turning back to Sara, "I let my guard down; I was so consumed with worry and fear for you. I…"

"Hey," she interrupted, "I'm sure you held it together far better than I would have." Sara continued, "Please, don't beat yourself up over it." She squeezed his hand, and he bent over to give her a tender kiss which softened her expression into a smile. "So, um, anyway… just the team knows, right?"

Catherine rolled her eyes, and Grissom looked all around the room, fidgeting again.

"Oh, No! Gil, tell me," she pleaded, "not, Ecklie?" His expression told her all she needed to know. Her eyes tearing up now, "What happens to us now?"

Grissom gathered her up in a tentative embrace, careful to not aggravate her many tender and ailing parts, while Catherine tactfully exited out of the room. "Honey, I honestly don't know, but after we survived the past 24 hours, nothing could hurt us."

She smiled in reply, while he continued, "We knew the risks when we got involved, anything from a slap on the wrist to getting fired and blackballed. I think we can count on Ecklie breaking up the team; he's done it over a lot less. But, I do think the circumstances factor in our favor. There's a lot of sympathy that will play in over the tragedy that ultimately revealed us." He tried to stroke her hair, but his fingers literally got stuck.

"Ouch!" she let out.

"Geez, I'm so sorry. Forget about Ecklie, the problem we have now is you are …. filthy!" and they both began to laugh, a welcome release.

TBC…..