Disclaimer: See first chapter.
A/N: I apologize to those of you that I told in review replies that this would be up yesterday. That was my original plan but then I had a major headache for most of the day, and its hard to concentrate with a headache, let alone type on a bright computer screen. But I'm sorry I did not get this up sooner. That being said, I got really excited when I realized that this song was next. I had so many ideas and this was the one that I liked best. It makes sense to me but I'm not sure if that's just because I wrote it. If it isn't clear or something doesn't make sense, please tell me and I will check it out.
GSRGSRGSR
The Story of Us
The battles in your hands now
But I would lay my armor down if you said you'd rather love than fight
GSRGSRGSR
Sara was done arguing, though it had been more like a one sided discussion than an argument. If he wanted to say something, she'd listen, but when he remained silent she grabbed her coat and stormed out the door. As she thumped down the steps, she heard the door latch closed, and not reopen. She was disappointed that he did not follow or call out to her. Sara hadn't needed him to argue back, she just wanted him to prove that she was worth fighting for. She would've even given in if he'd simply said "I love you". But she wasn't going to help him find his way out of this one. He screwed up, so he had to make it better. Maybe she was making a big deal out of nothing, but her reasoning seemed perfectly logical to her.
After climbing into her car, she had debated between going back to the lab and going to her apartment, eventually settling on fuming to herself about Grissom's relationship inadequacies at home. But home was no longer the correct word to describe her all but abandoned apartment. The counters and tables were covered in layers of dust. Most of her furniture was still there but almost all of her clothes and belongings had found their way to Grissom's townhouse over time. She did not even contemplate the idea of opening the refrigerator. Not wanting to use anything without thoroughly cleaning and disinfecting the entire apartment first, Sara found a blanket that had never been opened in her closet. She spread the blanket across the couch and then stretched out on the covered cushions.
Had she overreacted? No, she was his girlfriend and she had a right to know where he was, and he was obligated to call her if there was a change in plans. But instead, he just never came home. And then he didn't even have the decency to tell her himself where he had spent the night, so she had to hear it through the lab grapevine and pretend she didn't care that he'd spent an entire night with a dominatrix. A lot could happen in a night. But she understood why he would've spent the night with her, she really did. Did Grissom think she would stop him from helping a friend? Even if that friend was Lady Heather? So much for him trusting her.
She sat there, debating if she should call him or wait for him to call her, though with his lack of communicating that might not ever happen. There was a knock at her apartment door and she dragged herself from the couch to check the peephole. It was Grissom. Her heart jumped into her throat, she wasn't ready to see him. She hadn't decided yet what to say to him, whether or not she should apologize for her outburst or wait for him to beg her to stay. But she wasn't going to leave him standing outside her door all night. Sighing, she pulled open the door.
"I love you," he said.
And she knew that they were going to be okay.
GSRGSRGSR
A/N: This is one of my favorite songs from Speak Now. Most of my favs are coming up. Please Review! I really want to know what you thought about this! :)