Title: I'm Into Something Good
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Greg Sanders/Ryan Wolfe
Fandom: CSI: Las Vegas/CSI: Miami
Rating: PG-13
Table: 3, csi50
Prompt: 18, Good
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Greg Sanders or Ryan Wolfe, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.

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He'd never expected this when he had come to Vegas, Ryan told himself as he looked over at Greg, a small smile curving his lips. But he'd found out from experience that good things always came when they were least expected, and when he wasn't looking for them.

When he'd first come here, he had thought that he was merely going to transition from his job at the crime lab in Miami to one that was much the same in Vegas. He'd thought that he would make a few friends, start a new life, and settle in here in this city.

Instead, he had found the love of his life; he wasn't just going to settle in this city and make a life for himself here, he was going to share that life with the man he loved. It was much more than he could ever have hoped for, more than he'd ever thought he would have.

Before he'd come here, he had thought that he'd always be alone; that had seemed to be what was in the cards for him, at least when he'd been living in Miami. He had resigned himself to that, feeling that he would have to make work and friends be enough for him.

Greg Sanders had barreled into his life like a whirlwind; from that first smile, that first hello, that first touch, he'd fallen head over heels. He had been knocked to the ground, and he never wanted to get up again. He was perfectly happy to stay right where he was.

Something had told him the moment that he'd first seen Greg Sanders and his heart had done a back flip that he was into something good -- and the time that he'd spent with Greg so far proved that feeling to be true. He couldn't imagine anything better than their life together.

What would he do if this ever ended, if Greg suddenly decided that they shouldn't be together any more? The smile disappeared from Ryan's face at the thought; he closed his eyes, a shudder going through his body. It wasn't something he wanted to contemplate.

He and Greg were going to stay together, he told himself, keeping his inner voice strong and firm. They'd already been through a few personal crises, and they'd survived them. They were stronger than ever now, and they would only keep getting stronger as time went on.

When he'd first decided to leave Miami, he hadn't been completely sure that Las Vegas was the best place for him to be. After all, he'd had a gambling problem in the past, and Vegas was practically the city that had invented gambling as a way of life.

But it had been the only vacancy in the crime lab on such short notice; if he had waited, he probably could have gone to some place like Chicago, or Los Angeles, or even Seattle. But somehow, something had seemed to draw him to Vegas, even when he'd been unsure.

It had been Greg that drew him here -- he was positive of that. Somehow, even without knowing that Greg even existed, something within his heart and soul had known that this place was where he was supposed to be -- and that his destiny would be here.

If he'd gone to some other city, he was sure that he would have eventually made it here. He would have found Greg, no matter how roundabout the way to his lover might have been. No two people who were destined to be together in the way that they were could be kept apart.

He wouldn't have gone anywhere else, Ryan told himself. There might have been reasons for him not to come here, but he would have listened to what his gut told him, regardless of what other opportunities might have presented themselves. He'd learned to trust his instincts.

Now that he was settled into life in Vegas, loving his job here, and happily involved with the man who was everything to him, he couldn't imagine how he could have thought he might be happy anywhere else. This was exactly where he belonged, and where he always wanted to be.

Vegas was the best thing that had ever happened to him. No, he corrected himself with an inward smile. It wasn't Vegas that had been good for him. It was Greg. His boyfriend was the best thing that had ever come into his life; being with Greg was the most perfect happiness he'd ever known.

Even when they had arguments, they always managed to work things out and resolve their differences. He couldn't see them ever not being able to do that; they loved each other too much to let those differences come between them in any kind of major way.

"What are you looking so mysterious for?" Greg's voice broke into Ryan's thoughts; his head jerked up, his eyes widening as he realized that his boyfriend was looking at him, a curious expression on his face. "You look like you're a million miles away from here."

"I was just thinking about how much I love being here -- with you," Ryan said softly, getting up from the chair he'd been sitting in and going to the couch to sit down beside Greg and pull his boyfriend into his arms. "And how much I love you."

"Really?" Greg smiled as he raised a hand to trace the heart-shaped outline of Ryan's upper lip with a gentle fingertip. "I was just thinking how much better my life is since you came into it. I'm glad you decided to come here instead of staying in Miami, Ry."

"So am I, baby. You don't know how glad I am," Ryan murmured, brushing a soft kiss across Greg's parted lips. "Something told me that this was the right thing for me to do -- and that it'd be the place where I really belonged. I knew that I was into something good from the beginning."

"Yeah?" Greg asked, tilting his head to the side, his smile growing broader. "I knew that I was getting into something good from the second I saw you. I knew that we were going to be lovers -- and that you were the love of my life. I just knew. From the first time I saw you."

"I knew that, too," Ryan told him, his arms tightening around Greg's waist. "I knew that you were going to be the best thing that had ever happened to me -- and I knew that I was hopelessly in love from the first time I laid eyes on you. I've fallen, and I never want to get back up."

"I'm right there with you," Greg whispered, leaning forward to press a kiss to Ryan's lips. "I know that I'm into something good, Ry -- and I don't ever intend to let you go. You're a part of me now -- the best part. A part that I want to keep with me for the rest of my life."

"And even beyond that," Ryan agreed, his voice a soft whisper. As their lips met again, he knew that he was indeed into something good -- the best thing that had ever happened in his life. And he, too, intended to keep the best part of him right by his side until the end of time.

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