Author's Note: Alas, the end. I'm so very sorry it took so long to get to this point but I've enjoyed writing Snapped immensely and I think there's potential for a sequel for this down the line. Anyway, thank you for reading, writing, and just enjoying this little scribble on the wall and I look forward to writing more for this fandom and GSR.

~*CMW2*~

Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!"

"Hey. Come on in."

Brass hugged her and ushered Catherine into the townhouse. All the windows were open to let the last of the paint dry and Sara was unconsciously dancing to the playlist on her iPod. It sounded like Lionel Richie but he wasn't sure.

"Where's the bug man?" he asked.

"He's in the shower. I dumped a tray of paint on him."

"Why?" Catherine laughed.

"Revenge.", Sara replied before walking into the kitchen with the pizza.

Brass nearly doubled over with laughter as the sight of a large, sky blue hand print came into view on the seat of her sweats. Wow. He had to give his longtime friend credit. Ever since he had taken his head out of his ass about Sara, Grissom had been much more relaxed. He didn't want to dwell on the exact reasons why (Sara was like a daughter to him, after all…) but he was grateful for them.

"You guys go ahead and eat. I'm gonna make sure he hasn't drowned…and change my pants."

The place looked good. It was amazing what a few coats of paint and a woman could do to a sterile shell. He heard a soft thud and Sara's laughter from the bedroom and Catherine gave him a knowing look over her slice of pizza.

"They wouldn't! Would they?"

"I dunno, Jim. All those years of tension…" she trailed off suggestively.

"They would not be doing…that…while we're here!"

Grissom came into the living room and not only was he in jeans and a t-shirt but he was barefoot.

"Don't worry, Jim. We've gotten through the Exhibitionism phase." he greeted as he pulled out the Tabasco and a Tupperware container from the refrigerator.

"You guys had an exhibitionism phase? No, wait! I don't wanna know! No, I don't…" Jim cut off, much to Catherine's cackling amusement.

Grissom chuckled and passed Sara a paper plate of pizza. She opened the container and put what looked like dried herbs on top of the cheese and copious amounts of Tabasco.

"What is that?"

"Grasshopper legs. They're good in eggs, too." Sara replied cheerfully before taking a big crunchy bite of her slice, much to Grissom's smiling delight.

Oh, yeah. They definitely deserved each other.

FIN.