As they drove back home (Sara's in this case) their hands stayed holding onto each other. Neither wanting to let go of the other ever again. As they pulled up outside, Grissom tugged on Sara's hand not hard enough to hurt her but hard enough to pull her towards him where she found her lips caught by his unexpectedly, she gasped slightly at the strength of the kiss. She opened her eyes as he pulled back again, surprised to see so much desire reflected in his gaze. She watched him as he came around to the other side of the car, opened the door for her, and picked her up from the car.

She immediately started giggling uncontrollably as he pushed the door shut with his body. He only grinned at her, he considered her for a moment and headed up the stairs to her apartment. When outside he was forced to put her down. Breathing heavily, as Sara unlocked the door. She watched him with concern as she saw how heavy his breathing was.

"I've told you before I'm too heavy." He smiled at her.

"You're fine. Junior however is another matter." She smiled gently at him and pushed the door open, she leaned against the frame watching him. He started when he saw her leaning back out of the door and a hand grabbed his shirt and dragged him bodily inside. She pushed the door shut with her foot as she kissed him passionately. She continued dragging him with her as she led him, their kiss never breaking and losing various of clothing on the way, into her bedroom.

They lay there afterwards panting as Sara rolled off Grissom. Both lay there breathing heavily and staring at the ceiling until they got their breath back. Once they had Sara sidled over to Grissom and wriggled under his arm when he lifted it up. His arm wrapped securely around her shoulders Sara breathed in his scent mixed with sweat and smiled. She then remembered what she had worked out earlier and told Grissom.

"You know what, I think I've cried and sighed more in the last 4 months then I have in years." Grissom remained silent for a moment as he knew that he was the cause.

"Same here." He muttered eventually. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be, you're here now, that's what matters. And besides half of the crying was from laughing. At you not with you." Grissom chuckled softly. And began stroking her hair and twirling it around his fingers.

"Sara, can I ask you something?"

"Of course you can. What do you want to know?"

"What do you actually see in me? I know we love each other and that love sees through imperfections but I still don't know what you saw in me in the first place? I mean I'm geeky, awkward, my social skills are non-existent, I'm incapable of showing emotion or affection, I'm older than you. And I have bandy legs." Sara smiled at the last point but didn't laugh, knowing that he was taking a huge step by being open about his insecurities. So instead she addressed each point one by one, as she linked her fingers through his.

"Well, as for the geeky so am I, your only awkward when you don't know which to do which I find adorable. I don't care about your social skills, you can talk to me and that's what matters. As for showing emotion and affection, you do it subconsciously, when you cover me in a blanket if I fall asleep, when you fluff the pillows for me, when you compliment me unexpectedly, at home you are the most affectionate man I know. Also you do show emotion, when people know you they can tell what you mean even if you don't say it. And I would never expect you to be overly affectionate in public anyway, just because it isn't you. There also isn't that much of an age gap between us, and it's taken me this long to get you that I'm not going to let what is only a number stand in the way. And the bandy legs you don't notice, because from the front I end up watching your face and from the back you have the most perfect ass ever, which kind of takes the focus away from your legs.

Can I ask you something now?"

"Of course my dear, ask and I shall answer."

"What did you see in me? I'm gangly, I have boring greasy hair, my eyes are also plain and boring. I'm flat-chested, and my legs are out of proportion to my body."

Grissom also wanted to laugh, she still had no idea even after all he had told her about how beautiful she was, but he also instead only addressed what she had said.

"First of all you are not gangly, you are tall and slender. Your hair is glorious as are your eyes. You're not flat-chested, your breasts seem quite perfect to me, and your legs are long and glorious and in perfect proportion. They're also especially fabulous when they are wrapped around someones body." Sara drew a sharp breath inward, she was still not use to the compliments Grissom generally gave her, generally when she was least expecting them. But he very rarely mentioned anything like that, and if he did it was only because she had insinuated something similar and he was just responding.

Sara sat up slightly and punched him gently on the arm when she felt him try to suppress another chuckle at her surprise. She looked at his face though and could not help but smile and so laid down again, resting on him. She felt her head move slightly as he laughed softly.

"What?" She asked amused.

"I just realised something. I never knew that was the reason behind it before." Sara still didn't understand fully.

"Gil, what are you trying to say?"

He laughed again slightly but continued on talking. "I've just realised about when we go out. When we are walking through a door. You obviously just make me go through first so that you can admire 'the most perfect ass ever'. I always just assumed it was to stop me looking at yours. Which I must say is also pretty darn good." He slid his hand down her back and lightly squeezed one of her cheeks, before continuing speaking. "Yes, definitely near the top. You have a very good tush."

Sara was still staring at him in shock.

"What happened to you saying you were socially awkward and not affectionate, and unable to show what you thought?" She teased as she regained control of her mind. He simply shrugged.

"I guess you don't count anymore honey." She laughed at him and began battering at him with a pillow. Knowing that everything now was back to normal. Especially when he interrupted the pillow battering by suddenly kissing her strongly and smiling at her as he pulled back.

Sara still stunned slightly from the force of the kiss, no more forceful than earlier ones, but appearing more forceful when unexpected, lay back down against him. He began running his fingers over her hair again and began drifting to sleep, relaxing in his embrace.

"Sara?"

"Mmmmm."

"I think I love you, I don't think I ever want to let you go."

Sara's breath caught in her chest. "Ditto." She managed to whisper breathlessly after a minute as she felt him kissing the top of her head.

Sara awoke and immediately became worried. As previous events rushed in on her mind. She remembered Grissom leaving angrily. She lifted her hand to wipe away the tears which had already begun to form, at just the thought of her life without him now. As she raised her hand she shifted slightly and became aware of a weight lying across her stomach.

She looked down and saw an arm lying across her still mainly flat stomach, gently, protectively. She knew immediately that it was Grissom's and as she did so remembered the day before. They had barely been apart for a day and it had still hurt her. But nowhere near as much as it pleased her to know that he was there again. She turned to face the man lying next to her, a sheepish smile on her face as she realised that she had only being panicking because she hadn't given herself time to wake up properly and remember anything.

Her smile turned into a true one when she saw that he was already awake and watching her, also smiling.

"You know, if I think about it you always watching me by making sure I go to sleep first and making sure I wake up second could be sign of obsession, verging on stalker."

"Stalker, never. Obsessed, always." He watched her laughter play across all her features as well as hearing it, before kissing her. When Grissom leaned back he smiled down at her again.

"You know I think that might be a good way to start everyday. A smile, a joke, a kiss and then another smile." Sara laughed again making Grissom smile even more.

"I'm game. But it's your turn to do the joke tomorrow. Know any good ones?"

"Maybe we skip the joke."

"How about - we leave - the smile - as well - and go - straight - to - the - kiss?" She said, punctuating each break with a kiss placed on a different place, first the left corner of his jaw, then the right corner, his left cheekbone, then his right, his forehead, the middle of his chin, the tip of his nose and finally his mouth before adding the final word to her sentence. Grissom lay there for a minute, not yet able to respond. Eventually in a slight cracked voice he managed to reply,

"Well my dear. I think that sounds like a good idea. But you will have to get that kiss in quick if you don't expect me to smile when I first see you properly for that day." Sara smiled fondly at him and placed a hand on his cheek.

"Gil, you do know I love you?"

"I do. But it's always nice to hear."

And with that he suddenly got up, "Come on, let's get some food sorted." He then continued to the door and walked out of the bedroom. Sara sat on the bed slightly stunned. She stared as he bobbed his head around the doorframe a second later, "Come on, I'm hungry." Before pulling back again. Sara blew out her breath not knowing entirely why she suddenly felt so stood up. She watched as Grissom poked his head around the door again spoke to her and disappeared off down the corridor.

"Love you too Sara."