Disclaimer: See first chapter.
A/N: I apologize for the delay but I was so busy this past week that I didn't even have time to feel guilty about not updating. And the moment I did I sat down to write this. There were so many parts of this song that I could've used but this was my first idea. After this there are only three songs left.
Enjoy!
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Long Live
It was the end of a decade
But the start of an age
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1999-
He knew asking her for a ride to the airport was an invitation for an awkward parting, but he did it anyway. And it only became uncomfortable once she pulled the car up to the drop off zone. She got out of the car to pop the trunk and he followed to retrieve his bags.
How was he supposed to say goodbye to her? It wasn't that he felt drawn to stay in San Francisco because of her, he just did not know what the appropriate way to say goodbye would be. After all, he'd been the lecturer at the seminar and she in the crowd, more or less his student. They had spent the majority of the past three weeks in each other's company, not always talking about science. A goodbye hug seemed inappropriate but a handshake seemed to meager. He was relieved when, after a moment's hesitation, she held out her hand to him.
"It was a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Grissom," Sara said, a soft smile playing on her lips.
"The pleasure was all mine, Miss Sidle," he said, using her title as well because he knew she disliked it as much as he disliked being addressed as "Doctor". "Oh, I wanted to give you this," he said, releasing her hand to take a folded piece of paper from his pocket. "It's my home number and my personal email…" She took it in her hands, unfolding the paper and smiling at the fact that he had prewritten the contact information for her. "…You already have my cell number but," he said, ending on a shrug.
"Thank you, for this," she said, gesturing to the paper but referring to all the time he'd given up these past three weeks to be with her.
"Call me if you need anything, entomological help on a case, a job recommendation…"
"I will, definitely," she said, tucking the paper into the front pocket of her jeans. Silence hung between them as they stood beside her car. "Get home safe," she said.
"Good luck in the field of forensics, Sara. I'm sure you'll go far," he said, and she smiled that gap-toothed smile that always made him grin. And with that, she watched as he walked through the doors of the airport and disappeared amongst the hustle and bustle of travelers.
2000-
Her phone rang and she debated not answering it, but seeing the name on the caller ID was all she needed to make her decision.
"Hello?"
"Sara, I need you."
And though the conversation was a long way from over, those were the only four words she needed him to say.
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A/N: Thank you so much to everyone that has been reviewing and everyone that has added this story to their alerts/favorites lists. Please continue to do so. It makes me smile :)