Here's the final chapter. Thanks for reading.

After checking on Grissom forty-five minutes later, Sara decided to put in one of the other movies she rented. While stretched out on the couch, her eyelids got too heavy to keep open, and she fell asleep. Starting to get cold a while later, she unconsciously put her hands under her head and curled up into a ball to try and keep warm.

Having to use the bathroom and get some more water, Grissom slowly got out of bed. He walked over to the bedroom door, pulled it fully open and squinted at the brightness of the apartment. As he walked toward the bathroom, he heard the television. Wanting to see what Sara was watching, he padded over to the living room and was surprised to see her asleep on the couch. He smiled and turned to use the bathroom.

After using the bathroom and grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator, Grissom walked to the living room and sat down in the chair next to the couch. He took a sip of water while looking at Sara, and realized that she was shivering. Putting his water down, he got up, walked to the couch and knelt down in front of her. His fingers lightly brushed the strands of hair on her forehead out of the way, and he tenderly touched her forehead. He sighed and stood back up. Taking the throw from the chair, he covered Sara's sleeping form. Not really wanting to go back to bed, even though he knew he should, he decided to camp out in the chair for a bit. Resting his head in his hand, he watched Sara sleep for a few minutes, but began to feel uncomfortable. He shifted his gaze to the television to watch the movie Sara put in.

Fifteen minutes later, Grissom heard Sara begin to stir. He looked away from the television and over to Sara.

She yawned, rubbed at her eyes, and met his gaze.

"Hey," he said softly, still watching her.

Before she could utter a word, she sneezed twice. "Excuse me," she sniffed. She looked back over at Grissom and yawned again. "How are you feeling?" she asked, her voice sounding a little congested. She sat up and wrapped the throw tightly around her body.

"I'm feeling better than I was a few hours ago. I took three Tylenol instead of two this last time." He got up from the chair and headed to the bedroom. Grabbing the box of tissues from the nightstand and the blanket from the bed, he came back to the living room and squeezed himself next to Sara on the couch. He handed her the box of tissues and placed the blanket over the arm of the couch. "How are you feeling?" he asked, already knowing that she was now sick too.

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. There's nothing to worry about," she said, noticing the concerned expression on his face. Then she sneezed again.

"Bless you." He could feel Sara trembling next to him, so he pulled her close to him and draped the blanket over the two of them.

Without any hesitation, Sara snuggled up into Grissom's warm body, a little in shock that he was showing this side of himself so soon, but loving every second of it. She closed her eyes and smiled.

Grissom still felt Sara shivering next to him and looked down at her. "I'm so sorry Sara," he said tenderly. "I didn't…" he started, but turned away from Sara and sneezed into his elbow, silently wishing he was better. "I didn't mean to get you sick. I…I shouldn't have stayed here these past two days," he said guiltily.

"Gil, it's okay," she said reassuringly. "I know I would have gotten sick even if you didn't stay here over the weekend. Remember the flight back home? Plus, I made you stay here."

"Yes, but that still doesn't mean I shouldn't feel bad."

A huge smile crossed Sara's face. "I'll make you feel better. Remember how you kept telling me that you owe me for everything I did for you throughout the entire weekend? Well, you don't owe me anymore," she said looking up at him. "What you're doing at this very moment more than makes up for it." Seeing Grissom return her contagious smile, she snuggled back into him and closed her eyes.

Grissom leaned over and gently placed a kiss on her heated forehead. Thrilled with the way things had turned out for him, he drifted off to sleep while watching Sara sleep in his arms.

The End