A/N ok guys this is the last chapter, no surprises what happens, hope you like it, wasn't really sure how to end my story...thanks heaps for the reviews, always appreciated
peace out
Somehow over the months the silence between them grew unbearable. Both of them had their secrets, both of them refusing to say three small words. Both convinced that the other would never say it back.
Sara watched Grissom, as he lovingly made her dinner, how long could she keep this up? She didn't know. She was too young to be in such an intense relationship, her feelings scared her. She knew she loved him but was it enough? She knew he was keeping something from her, she didn't know what it was, but whispered phone conversations late at night had Sara worried. They had been together seven months, but it felt like a life time. Sara knew Grissom didn't know everything about her, and she didn't think she could ever tell him. She was broken; he would never love her once he knew.
She knew what she had to do, it was the how that kept her from doing it.
Grissom watched Sara from the corner of his eye as he made dinner. They had grown apart; he could feel her distancing from herself from him. It scared him, he didn't want to let her go but he didn't know how to hold on to her. She was keeping something from him, and it was eating away slowly at their relationship. The nightmares continued night after night, and night after night Sara refused to talk about them. She would leave early, before he woke up, just to avoid the subject. She didn't love him, he had convinced himself of that, she was too young, and this, what they had, wasn't love, it just, was. So now, as he made her dinner, he wondered how he would tell her something that would impact their relationship like nothing before? How could he tell her he was leaving?
Grissom slammed the boot of his car shut; he had finished packing his things. He went back up to his apartment and looked around, everything here made him think of Sara, he felt guilty doing this, but he had no choice. He couldn't face her, couldn't tell her he was leaving for good. He knew his heart would break if he had to look at her face. He could never ask her to go with him, she wouldn't anyway, her study was important to her, and Grissom knew she'd never love him. So he would go, without saying goodbye, without making choices, and convince himself he never loved her.
He took one more look around the apartment, before placing a note on the kitchen counter and walking out the door.
Sara was late, again. She rushed through the grounds trying to get home as quickly as she could. She had been held up in a lecture but she really wanted to get home. She had something she desperately had to ask Grissom. The answer to his question would tell her what she had to do next.
Sara hastily opened the front door, calling out to Grissom as she entered.
When she heard no response she went in search of him, but he was nowhere to be found.
Sara decided he must have got caught up with a student and started to make herself something to eat. That's when she saw it, a envelope on the counter, her name scrawled across the front.
Her heart stopped, she knew what this was, she knew what it said. She starred at it, willing herself to open it and get it over with
Fast like a band aid she told herself. She opened it and started to read
My Dearest Sara,
If your reading this, than i am probably hundreds of miles away, and you've probably figured out that i won't be back
There's never an easy way to do this, and maybe I've taken the easy way out, but i feel the space between us growing and i feel like we need time apart
I've taken a job at the Las Vegas crime lab, so if your ever in Las Vegas look me up.
Please don't hate me Sara
Gil XX
Sara felt her tears rolling down her face. She knew this was inevitable, she knew they could never work, but she wished he had said it to her face, given her that courtesy. She slid down the wall and curled up onto the floor, she felt like her heart was tearing into a million pieces. This confused her, she was going to end it with him, yet somewhere inside her, and she already missed him.
A few months later Sara was up late researching for one of assignments. She was almost finished her study's and was grateful she would be able to fully move on from all the memories that were held inside this apartment.
Sara opened up her emails and saw an email from the last person she had expected to hear from again. Her curiosity was peaked as she read the sender name; Gilbert Grissom.
Sara clicked on the email, she didn't know what to expect, she had moved on from him, learnt how to live without him, and now this.
Sara read the email slowly
Sara
Hopefully you get this, i didn't know if you had kept the same email.
We had a homicide in a garage today and it made me think of you, so i thought i'd drop you an email and see how everything is
Hope to hear from you soon
Grissom
Sara smiled as she clicked reply