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This is the last chapter. Sorry for not making this longer, I could have done a lot more with it, but it doesn't really interest me very much. I wasn't excited writing it, and I'm not mearly as into it as I was with Dont You Want Me or even Making The Cut. This was orginally only meant to be a oneshot, I intended to leave the first chapter by itself, but then I got a few reviews and I didn't want to leave people hanging, or kill off Greg, since I love him so much. Sorry if this story was a bitt of a disapointment, as I really didn't expand very much, by the end I was just trying to get it done. Anyway, I finished it, I hate when people don't complete stories and I always vowed that that would never be me. I hope the ending is okay for you all. Anyway, I'm going to start a funnier story now, to balance this and Dont You Want Me a little bit. I am new here, so I can't yet handle two stories at once, and I can't wait to start my new one. Please look out for it on my profile or read some of my othe stories. Anyway, thanks for reading and reviewing, I hope this is alright.

"Greg?" Sara aksed in shock.

"Sara?" he replied, equally shocked.

"Greg?" Nick said.

"Greg?" Warrick asked.

"Greg?" Catherine echoed.

"Greg?" Grissom repeated.

"Guys?" Greg turned to look at his team.

"Greg..." Wendy began, suddenly feeling uneasy.

"Okay, we get it, I'm Greg." he said, adressing everyone. "Stop saying it."

"You, have got some serious explaining to do, man."

But, to Greg's surprise, he was ready to explain. So they all sat down in Wendy's living room, in the house that had been his home for the last four days, and talked.

The next day, Greg was getting his jacket out of his locker when Wendy came up to him.

"Wendy, I've been meaning to talk to you. I need to thank you again for everything..."

"It was my pleasure." she replied, smiling. "But what I want to talk to you about is..."

"Us." Greg finished, sitting down on one of the benches and patting the spot next to him.

"Yeah." she nodded, sitting down. "Listen, we had a lot of fun, but I think..."

"Me too." Greg said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"You too?"

"Yes. We had good times, it's true, but I'll always think of you as a friend more than anything."

"I was going to say the exact same thing."

"Besides," he contuinued, "we both like other people."

"Me?" she asked, feigning shock and trying to hide her blush.

"I've seen the way you look at Hodges." Greg told her. "And I have no idea what you see in him, but if he makes you happy..."

"I think he could." she replied. "And you, and Sara?"

"I'm going to talk to her. If there's one thing this whole experience taught me, it's to live in the moment."

"YOLO." she laughed.

"Exactly" he replied, laughing with her.

"No hard feelings then?"

"None whatsoever."

"Me neither."

"Wendy, you helped me when I was in the darkest place I have ever been. And you will always mean something to me. Always."

"You'll always mean something to me too." she replied.

He leaned in to kiss her one more time and they broke apart, feeling happy. Happy enough.

"Goodbye Wendy."

"Goodbye Greg."

And then the two friends parted, off to find the people they really wanted.

Wendy walked out staright away, she didn't even notice Sara Sidle in the doorway.

Wendy found Hodges in the trace lab. No introduction was needed, she just kissed him. He kissed her back right away, and Wendy knew immediantly that things were going to be fine. Better than fine. She was going to be happy. Not just happy enough, ecstatic, delighted, overjoyed. It had taken Greg Sanders to help her realise that.

"Thank you Greg." she whispered, so silently that nobody could hear it but herself.

He had his hand on her shoulder. They were talking so close to each other. They were laughing together. He kissed her again. All this time, Sara couldn't stop thinking that she was too late to save Greg. She hadn't needed to. He had Wendy now, and she hated to admit that she was jealous. She was too late to save Greg, she was too late to love Greg too.

"Sara?" Greg called, jolting her out of her thoughts.

"In here." she called back, and Greg came into the layout room, looking nervous.

"I'm sorry." he began.

"You? Why are you sorry?"

"I made you think I was dead."

"Greg, I almost made you really dead."

"I..."

"We're trained investigators Greg, we know you were going to commit suicide."

"Okay, you caught me. The only reason I did though, was because I wanted to see if you cared enough to be upset."

"Greg, of course I would be upset."

"I know that now."

"I'm the one who should be apologizing for what I did to you in the first place."

"Why did you do it Sara?" he asked her, looking up at her.

"I... I was afraid." she admitted.

"Of me?"

"I'd heard things...from some of the people in the lab..."

"Wait, Nick? You took him seriously?"

"A little. And it wasn't just him... Judy, Laura, Maya, Tanya, Susie..." she began, referring to the list of dayshift workers, receptionists, and cops who had told her about Greg being a player and a womaniser.

"My ex-girlfriends? You talked to them? Sara, I broke up with them, did you expect them to sing my praises?"

"They said you broke up with them after only a few nights, that you wouldn't commit, didn't want..."

"Sara, the reason I was never in a serious relationship with anybody before is beacaue you were the only girl I ever wanted."

Sara blushed slightly. "I bet you say that to all the girls."

Greg laughed.

"What about Wendy? When I saw her, I thought..."

"Wendy is my friend. She never meant anything more than that to me. It's you Sara, it's always been you. You're the only girl I want."

"You're the only guy I want too." she replied smiling at him. "Grissom, I only said that because..."

"It doesn't matter what we did and said before. All that matters right now, is this moment. We have to live in it."

"When did you become a live in the moment kind of guy?"

"These last few days have taught me a lot."

"Me too."

And then, he leaned in to kiss her, and as their tongues danced together, fireworks exploding for only them to hear, Greg fpund himself thanking Wendy, for all she had done. He found himself thanking his friends, for finding him and bringing him back. He found himself thanking the lab rats, for always being there for him, to listen to him and cheer him up. He found himself thanking Sara, for loving him, and letting him love her in return. Most of all though, he found himself thanking himself, for learning to live in the moment, live for today, live as if it was his last chance. YOLO.

As they pulled apart slowly, and Greg took Sara's hand, leading her into his car, back to his apartment building, into his home like a prince taking a princess into a castle, Greg realised something. Happy ever afters did exist. You just had to look for them.

The End...

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