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Grissom lay on his couch drifting in and out of sleep, listening to the muted sounds of lab, the vestiges of a migraine slowly fading. He was startled into semi-wakefulness when he felt a hand caress his cheek. His eyes slowly opened to find Sara leaning over him.
She smiled at his confused look. "Hi."
"Hi. When did you get back?"
"A little while ago. I missed you."
"I missed you too." He smiled up at her and reached to touch her hair. "You grew your hair out."
She smiled coyly. "Do you like it?"
"I love it. Doesn't matter what you do, you'll always look beautiful."
Her smiled transformed into a grin. "I never realized you were such a smooth talker."
She leaned down to kiss him and he brought his head up to meet her halfway when his cell phone rang.
She stopped. "You should answer that."
He reached a hand out to pull her closer. "It can wait."
"Answer the phone Gil."
His eyes popped open and when he began to realize it had been a dream his heart almost broke. He rubbed at the tears threatening to surface and his cell rang again. He reached out with a curse and flipped it open. A single name shined up at him from the glowing screen, 'Sara'.
He eagerly brought the phone to ear as relief, love, and happiness nearing euphoria flew across his face.
"Hi. I was just thinking about you."
