Disclaimer: Don't own them…never have…never will…boo hoo!

A/N: Hope your all enjoying the ride. Just forget the end of Season Six and the fact that we all know they're in a relationship. Also I haven't see season seven yet, so have no idea what is going on at that front. And yes, I know heaps of people have done the Griss and Sara have a kid thing in the past, but I hope you like my angle. Also, I can't remember which Sheriff the show's up to, hence just calling him 'Sheriff'! Also, this chapter is probably the shortest in the story, but it seemed like a good place to break it. Hope everyone enjoys this installment.


Chapter Two

The rest of the team sate in the break room lost in their own thoughts, dumb-founded by the story Grissom and Sara had just shared.

Meanwhile Catherine's brain was ticking double time. She had just the idea for a perfect present for the couple.

"Sheriff," She started, going overtop of Ecklie's head because she knew he wouldn't approve, "Would I, during my own time, be able to use some of the lab's equipment for a personal project?"

"Which equipment?" He asked uncertain.

"Mainly the A/V lab…specifically the age-recognition software" Catherine replied.

There were a lot of puzzled looks as everyone tried to figure out what Catherine was up to. You could almost see the light come on as the answer struck Nick.

"You want to make a picture for Griss and Sara of what their daughter would look like now at ten years old" He stated.

"Right on, Nick" Catherine replied.

"No way!" Ecklie exclaimed.

"Absolutely" The Sheriff answered at the same time while glaring at Ecklie.

"With all due respect" Ecklie began "I am in charge of this lab, and I am saying no, it's a waste of resources."

"And speaking of position Conrad, I am the one who put you in charge of it…I can just as easily demote you if you don't start showing some compassion" The Sheriff stated leaving Ecklie looking at him dumbfounded - normally the Sheriff sided with him, not Grissom's night shift puppets!

"Ah…I'd better go and see the day shift" Ecklie stated. "I've got a few things I need to discuss with them." Then he very quickly made his departure from the break room, anxious to get away from the Sheriff's glare.

"Catherine" The Sheriff said, turning to her, "I think that's a wonderful idea. Feel free to use whatever equipment and the help of whatever tech's you need for assistance…and make sure there's a copy waiting for each of then when they come back on duty".

"Thank you Sheriff" She replied, almost as shocked as Ecklie - she hadn't expected it to be that easy!

"Good day people" the Sheriff said taking his leave.

"Ah…Cath? You going to start on that picture now, or before shift tonight?" Nick asked. "Cause I'd really like to help".

"Tonight" Catherine replied. "Come in about 2100, we'll see if we can enlist Archie's assistance."

"Ok. Well I'll see you tonight then?" Nick replied hesitantly.

"Yeah. Go home, get some sleep - all of you." Catherine advised.

The guys all said their goodbye's and left the lab towards their respective homes, while Catherine went in search of the Audio-visual wiz Archie to see if she could enlist his assistance with her project.

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"Umm… do you want to stay for breakfast?" Sara hesitantly asked Grissom as they pulled up in front of her apartment building.

Grissom didn't answer right away, his mind obviously somewhere else as was not uncommon. What was unusual was the thoughts that were going through his head presently, he just wasn't sure how to voice them - or whether he should yet.

"Griss?" Sara tried again.

"Huh? Sorry, what did you ask honey?" He apologized.

"Do you wanna stay for breakfast" She repeated.

"Sure" He replied after a moment, getting out of the SUV as Sara did likewise.

"Make yourself at home" Sara instructed as she opened the door and shrugged out of her coat. "Do you want anything to drink? Water? lemonade? Iced tea?"

"I would say the tea, but I know your favourite's black current…"

"And you hate it" Sara finished head in the fridge. She tossed a bottle in his direction while picking up her own, "I hope that's still your favourite."

Grissom, standing on the other side of her counter glanced suspiciously at the bottle that had just landed in his hand…lemon tea, his all time favourite…

"But you can't…"

"Stand it" Sara finished again, "Call it a hang over I can't let go of. That even during the last six years here in Vegas, I've always made sure I had a bottle in the fridge…like I used to in San Fran for when you turned up un-announced."

"But I never have, have I?" Grissom sighed reproachfully "Some friend I am."

"Gil, today is definitely not the time to get into anything deep or meaningful" Sara stated "I couldn't cope with it" she finished softly, tears threatening to spill again.

Grissom left the bottle of iced tea unopened on her counter as he came around to the fridge Sara was still standing in front of and wrapped his arms around her.

"In the mood for pancakes?" Sara asked when she was able to talk again.

"When aren't I?" Grissom smiled, "But I'll make them - I haven't forgotten the limit of your kitchen skills!"

"Griss!"

"Sar.."

"All right" She mumbled… "I'll um…just bring my laptop over here and I can check on my emails while your cooking."

Sara moved her laptop and powered up while watching Grissom making breakfast. He looked as at home here as he had in her kitchen in San Francisco, even though he'd never even as much as washed a cup in this kitchen that was part of the apartment that had been her home for the last six years. It put one of the frequent pangs in her that really hurt, not being able to have the relationship with him that she used to have.

'Don't dwell on it girl' she though 'It'll just make you more upset. Just be happy he's here for the moment…'

Sara looked at her emails while Grissom cooked. It could hardly be said that she'd read them - she couldn't remember what a single one was about! 'Blame it on being to busy staring at Gil' she though, before her mind went off again, back to her San Francisco days.

"Sara - Breakfast" Grissom said bringing her out of her reprieve.

"Huh?" She questioned.

Grissom pointed to the counter in front of her beside her laptop. Sara glanced down and saw a plate holing a stack of pancakes covered in maple syrup sitting in front of her.

"How on earth did I miss that?" She questioned.

"Well, you looked like you were a million miles away when I put them there" Grissom replied. He motioned to the bar stool next to her, "May I?"

"Sure" Sara said tucking into her breakfast " Gotta admit, you haven't lost you touch!"

"Well, I still occasionally have reason to make pancakes" Grissom stated, leaving Sara wondering who else he made breakfast for.

'Stop it Sar' she thought 'you'll only start to cry again.'

"Sara, all I'm going to say right now is that I haven't made you breakfast her in Las Vegas, because we both know where spending time together out of work is going to lead us, and I couldn't take that step again while being your supervisor" Grissom said seeing her look." The only other person I've made breakfast for is Catherine, just cause she's one of my best friends and you yourself know how demanding she can be! Ok, honey?"

Sara merely nodded - how could he still read her like an open book after six years of being apart? Well ok, not completely apart, I mean they worked together, but even still. In the end she just shook her head while the enjoyed the rest of their breakfast in silence…today was not the day to ponder it.

TBC