Hey folks,
Well it's been a while. Thanks every one who reviewed I really appreciated the feed back. I think this is the last chapter just because it doesn't feel like it's going anywhere any more and I don't want to drag it out if I'm just going to ruin it. It's getting a bit boggy.
Thanks again and hope you enjoy it.
He woke to the movement of his silvered hair beneath her fingertips, the slow caress teasing the headache from behind his eyes and rolling the pain away to some dark forgotten corner. Slowly he turned his head till his eyes could hold her in their unfocussed gaze and the breath released from his chest, held unknowingly in fear that worse has passed in the night. With a stifled groan he rose his joints aching, his neck twisted in sleep, the movements stilted like unoiled parts being put to use for the first time after to long a period of neglect.
Coming to rest upright in the battered chair his eyes unhurriedly blinked clearing the sleep and confusion from his eyes so that when his lids slid back he saw her. Truly saw her. Her skin still so pale but not as translucent as the night before, her hair blown back on the pillow, her hands - one still gloved in tubes resting across her slender frame, the other on the creased blanket beside him where it had slipped from his head with his movements.
His storm blue eyes caressed her from as they swept across her, gently resting on the hills and valleys formed by the snowy blanket as his soul healed piece by piece, her gentle movements where before none had been stitching the wound inside him.
At last he raised his sight to her face, to the rich chestnut eyes that twinkled with knowing and to the soft lips turned up in a simple smile. His own smiled back and parted to release a gentle "Hi", all other words having fled, all other thoughts but seeing her awake lost. He slid his hand into hers, still gazing into her eyes and felt his smile widen as she gave his hand a gentle squeeze and whispered just as softly as he "Hi".
The floodgates of emotion opened by a single word tears began to fall like rain from the sky washing the fears and struggles away. Without another word from either of them a cacophony of promises, of apologies, of forgiveness passed between the two, through their eyes, their gentle touches. Till at last as the tears ended he raised her slender hand to his lips and gently kissed her smooth skin and she, smiling drifted away to the land of sleep, secure in the knowledge in the certainty that from now on, with Grissom by her side she would know no pain or sorrow, only happiness and love.