Title: Enough
Summary: Greg can't take Sara's teasing anymore.
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own any of this material. Honestly.
A/N: Dedicated to the lovely ladies posting in the Sandles thread over at TalkCSI. Now this is a bit of a parody so don't complain about the OOCness. Didn't your mother ever tell you "if you can say anything nice don't say anything at all?" Anywho, on with the story.
Greg Sanders couldn't take it anymore. Sara was driving him insane with her teasing. He didn't know if she was doing it on purpose but he'd had to take cold showers after every shift for the past three weeks.
The cause for the change in his showering habit, ironically enough, was the decontamination shower that they had shared. Despite what he may have told her, Greg had gotten a very good look at a naked Sara Sidle.
But that wasn't the sole reason for his less than innocent thoughts. It was what she had said after they were back at the lab. She saw everything.
Ever since that statement anything Sara did seemed overtly sexual. From the extra wiggle in the sway of her hips to the way her lips pursed when she was trying not to smile, she was slowly driving him crazy. Then again, perhaps he was just imagining these things.
Greg knew his restraint would eventually snap and he'd do something incredibly stupid. It had happened the previous day yet he still couldn't believe what he'd done.
Flashback
They should there watching the toilet filled with dry ice vibrate before finally exploding. He could see her laughing out of the corner of his eye, that infuriatingly cute smile on her face. Warning bells were going off in his head, his brain telling him to get as far away from her as possible.
Luckily Brass had brought their suspect in, so he got a brief reprieve from doing that incredibly stupid thing while they were in the interrogation room.
They weren't alone in the same room together until the end of shift. Greg walked into the room and at seeing Sara sitting in front of her locker, tried to sneak back out before she saw him.
"Hey Greggo, come here for a minute."
'Damn, I love it when she calls me that.' He found himself involuntarily walking over to her.
"What's up Sar?"
She stood up, leaning lightly against the locker. Sara smiled at him and Greg knew he was a goner.
"I just want to say that I've had a great time working with you over the last several months. We work well together, don't you think?" She reached out and gave his arm a squeeze.
This small amount of physical contact was enough to push Greg over the edge. Stepping forward, he put his hand on the side of her neck, pulling her lips to his as he indulged in a major fantasy of his. He kissed Sara Sidle. Not only was he kissing her, he had pushed her up against the cold metal of her locker and was pressing his body rather suggestively to hers.
Unfortunately his conscience kicked in after a few seconds and he bolted from the room, leaving Sara behind.
End Flashback
So here he stood, straightening his tie as he was due in court to testify on his findings from their recent case. Just as he closed his locker he saw Sara enter with an unreadable expression on her face.
'I wonder if I'll be excused from court if she beats the crap out of me.' He tried flashing her his most winning smile, hoping she wouldn't give him a black eye.
"Listen Sara, about yesterday.." Greg started to explain quickly.
Sara grabbed him by the tie and pulled him closer. "Enough talk." She growled before slamming him back against his locker. He whimpered as she crushed her mouth to his, biting his lip before pulling away. "My place after shift?" She asked, releasing her grip on his tie.
Greg nodded dumbly as she re-adjusted his tie. Sara smiled at him one final time and walked away, an extra wiggle in the sway of her hips. Nope, he definitely hadn't imagined that.
The End
