All For Sara Beth
Epilogue
By: RedtheBrunette
The three sat on the couch in the break room. Greg's arm was wrapped loosely around Sara and she leaned into his side trustingly while Tony sat on her other side. 'Though both men wore enough bandages to cover a mummy, they hadn't needed to stay in the hospital (Tony's lungs were fine, despite Greg's fears.) and were, instead back at CSI. The others, all of them, had cleared out and gone to bed, but these three could not sleep.
"I'm so sorry, you guys," Sara said after a while, "It's all my fault this happened to you."
The man was named Frank Peterson. He'd gone to school with Sara and Tony but neither had ever really noticed him Frank, though, had developed a stalker-crush on Sara. He'd felt that Tony and Greg would get in his way of being with Sara and had decided to kill them to get away with it. The three men who had so enjoyed hurting Tony and Greg had been hired accomplices. Two of the thugs were dead and the other, along with Frank, were in almost critical condition thanks to the beatings they'd received from Tony and Greg.
"Sabs, if I could do it all again, I wouldn't change a thing." Tony assured her softly as Greg's arm tightened ever so slightly around her, "I hate to think what would have happened if he'd caught you instead of us."
"We'd do anything for you Sara, both of us," Greg told her, just as softly.
Sara
grinned up at them happily, saying, "I love you guys so
much!"
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Sara looked up from the table as the door opened. Several pairs of footfalls sounded and with a smile, she stood. She'd hardly made it out of her chair, however, before a small form came racing into the kitchen, followed by another man.
"Mama!" shrieked the little boy as he jumped into Sara's awaiting arms.
The little boy, dressed in sweatpants and a sweater that matched his father's, clung to her laughingly. He had dirty blonde hair that fell messily over his forehead and into bright brown eyes. And his teeth had a slight gap between the front two.
"Hello, Anthony Lucas," Sara smiled, kissing her oldest on the nose as she hugged him lovingly.
"Hello, darling," Greg smiled, crossing the room to envelope both his son and wife in his arms, "How are you?"
"I'm fine, 'though I have been missing my two boys all day." Sara smiled, "Where have you two been all day, Gregory?"
"Getting your surprise," Greg grinned in delight, plucking the little boy out of Sara's arms before pointing to the doorway, where, grinning devilishly, Tony was leaning against the doorframe.
"Tony!" Sara shrieked, launching herself at her brother.
Sara and Tony both talked at once as they hugged each other, kissing each other platonically. In classic Italian (or adopted Italian in Sara's case) they both talked over and through each other but seemed to still understand exactly what the other was saying. Greg, used to the fast, loud talking after so many years, easily joined.
Sara and Greg had married only a few weeks after 'The Incident'. It had made them, and many others, realize just how preciously short life could really be. At the wedding, Tony had been Sara's "Maid of Honour", while Nick was Greg's best man. Catharine, Lindsey, Catharina, Tara and Abby were bridesmaids, while Warrick, Grissom, Joey, Gio and McGee were groomsmen. Anthony walked Sara down the aisle. Other than Anthony, they had two other children, Eleanor Catharine, 4, and Gilbert Gregory, 2.
Tony had, finally, told Zeeva that he loved her. The Israeli had given him a nice hard knock upside the head then kissed him fervently. They, too, had married and had twins, Melissa Sara and Giselle Marian.
Sara and Tony had kept in touch much better than they had the first time. 'Though they didn't often see each other, because of the distance between their lives, they talked daily. The two remained the best of friends, and 'though they loved their spouses, they each held a special place in their hearts for the other.
And so,
they lived happily ever after…okay, maybe not, but they never had a
dull day, eh?
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