Song: Don't Speak

Artist: No Doubt

Characters: Gil Grissom/Sara Sidle/Greg Sanders

You and me, we used to be together

Every day together, always

I really feel that I'm losing my best friend

I can't believe this could be the end

It looks as though you're letting go

And if it's real, well I don't want to know

Of The Heart

"It's not a difficult choice." It's easy for him to say, because he's not the one caught in the middle. He's pacing in front of her with such intensity that Sara wonders how he's still got a straight face. He hasn't been home long, just arrived a few hours ago and already they've managed to bring unwanted conversation to the surface.

Right away he had noticed something was wrong with her, she wasn't smiling the way she normally did; her touch not lingering for more than a few seconds. And Gil had made the decision to ask, because a good husband worries about his wife and he was trying so hard to be good. But when she looks at him he can see, even before she opens her mouth that she's preparing to break his heart.

"I kissed him," she tells him, looking at the hardwood floor in shame. There's no mention of a name, but he knows. He's known for a while that their hugs had always been too friendly, their jokes stretching just a little too far over the personal line. He sighs and looks at her with cold blue eyes.

"Is that all you did?" she shakes her head and he curses. Of course it's not all they did. She's crying now, hot tears making paths down her cheeks and he curses again because she just looks so damn beautiful.

He's rubs a hand over his face, trying to clear his mind before he stands up and walks over to her. He bends down and looks right into her eyes and it hurts because he honestly can't tell what she wants. And it scares him.

"I uh, I think it's best if I don't stay here tonight." She says and he suppresses the urge to laugh because he knows where she's going. For some reason he's stupid enough to let her walk out the door.

…

It's a sight he's used to by now, her skin is slick with sweat and her chest heaves as she draws in shaky breaths, still wrapped around his body as she trembles beneath him. Collapsing onto the mattress beside her silently he rolls onto his side and watches her as she smooth's back her dark curls. When she senses him watching her she looks at him and there's a familiarity in his eyes that clutches at her stomach.

"What's wrong?" she asks, pressing a kiss to his neck before moving to his lips. Greg likes to think the question is ironic because honestly he doesn't know what isn't wrong anymore. He sighs and pushes the hand that's caressing his cheek away. He can't focus when she's touching him.

"You still love him." It's more of a statement and less of a question. She stiffens but doesn't answer.

"I can tell by the look in your eyes, and it makes me wonder what I'm really here for." She shuffles to sit up, cupping his face in her hands and resting her forehead against his.

"You're here because I love you. More than you could ever know." She kisses him but her lips don't seem to taste the same, she doesn't feel same. He knows how crazy that sounds.

"I guess I just want to know how you can love me, but you'll always go back to him." His words are filled with truth and it hurts because she knows it leaves him feeling unwanted. It's the last thing she wants.

"I can't just leave him… I can't hurt him like that."

"But you can hurt me like that?" he fires back, regretting it when she recoils as if he's just slapped her.

"You know I'm not trying to hurt you," she murmurs before standing up and pulling her clothes back on. He's following her, trying to stop her because he's supposed to be the one who understands but right now he's driving her away.

"Sara please," he's begging, pleading, doing everything he always swore he wouldn't do because she's just so damn important and if she goes he doesn't know what he'll do.

"Just leave it," she tells him. How is he supposed to leave it when she's threatening to walk away?

But she doesn't seem to hear him and the door slams shut behind her and he's left staring at the empty spot where she just was. sometimes he wonders why he was stupid enough to let her walk away.