Disclaimer: CSI is the property of CBS and Anthony Zuiker. I merely borrowed the characters.

Summary: After another falling out in romance, Sara plots with a DJ and Grissom learns a little something from Catherine.

Notes: This is my first ever CSI story. I am a die hard GSR shipper and have destined they WILL be together. This story is all about the relationship and it's developments. My mind is not skilled enough yet to add a murder case with it. So if you want a little murder with your romance, for now you will need to seek elsewhere. Enjoy!

Onyx NYC

Chapter one- An Alternate Life

He came in from the back as he always had, sitting down at the small table in the dark corner. The club was divided into an upstairs and downstairs and he always sat conceled on the top. He was inconspicuous no doubt about that but from here he could see what he came to see every weekend.

Gil Grissom was not a club person. He always found them crowded with people that came to get drunk and irresponsible. The music was always too loud for his liking and he hated watching women disrespect themselves for a cheap thrill. However, two months prior he had found himself in this very same seat, watching the dance floor. She had been there every Friday night since he had started coming in.

Grissom's friend Disco Placid had asked him to come check out his new gig at the club. Disco had always been ready for anything Grissom needed in the music and sound industry, he figured he owed him the visit. He received an exclusive VIP access card to come in the back door. With his new form of descretion, Grissom walked in. The waitress named Marla came right to his table. She was sweet and pretty and just what Disco liked in a woman.

"Hiya, you must be Gil Grissom. I'm Marla. Disco says all your drinks are on the house whenever you come here. What'll ya have?"

She was obviously from New York. Her accent gave her away.

"Well I don't usually drink but I don't want to be insulting so I guess a Scotch on the rocks."

"Hmm spoken like a true James Bond."

"Bond was a Martini man, but just the same I accept the compliment."

He smiled at her and she gave him a warm one back. And with that she was gone.

The music began to play, with Disco doing DJ. The first song was strong on the bass and Grissom found it hard not to tap his feet. That was when he spotted her. The girl that stole his heart for the last 5 years; Sara Sidle. She walked in and sat at the lower bar. He thought she might be with a guy and was getting a look when Marla came back.

"Here you go Grizzly Bear. See you in a few."

He was so interested in Sara that he didn't think to react to the pet name. On closer investigation he noticed that she was alone. His first impulse was to go down and have a drink with her. Then two thoughts, neither of them good, entered his mind. What if she thought he followed her there? Or worse what if she was waiting on a date? He thought it better to remain where he was. If she came upstairs he could easily slip out the back door.

A man soon approached her when a new song started, he could tell by her expression that she didn't know him, but was open to a dance. He watched her walk on the floor as the music played.

When I'm looking at you, I keep thinkin'
Why can't she be like you
So I'm schemin
I can't go on like this, believin that her love is true
Standing on the dance floor, while she trickin'
You are all I want girl, she's a chicken
We might be together, but love is missin
Girl I want you, So what can we do?

It was something about the way she moved that mesmorized him. Not just because it was Sara but because there was such passion in her movements. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen her do, well with the exception of his dreams.

Girl, if its all right
Let?s go somewhere and get it on tonite
I've got a girl but you look good tonite
It?s one on one tonight, tonite
Girl if it's allright let's go somewhere and get it on tonite
you shouldn't have to be alone tonite
It's one on one tonight, tonite

The guy was obviously an experienced dancer and moved her like a doll. Sara was just as fluid with her movements. She seemed lost in the music and the dance.

Now she's lookin' at me, but keep talkin'
Oh, now she's tryin' to ice you, lets start walkin'
Over on the dance floor, it's her fault
But what can she do? Tell me baby

He found the lyrics ironic, when he felt like the one in the song being the bystander. Grissom would give anything to be the one she was holding onto and moving that way with. He could feel the jealousy rage within him. His eyes were glued to her hips and the way she grinded them to her partner's. A surge of heat creeping up his neck.

MJ: Girl,If your ready
Girl: I'm ready
MJ: We can get it on
Girl: We can get it on
MJ: I know where I went wrong
Girl: She's where you went wrong
MJ: With you is where I belong

He finally calmed a little when the song ended. He watched as she hugged the guy and then parted from him. Disco was talking in the background.

"That song was going out to Shelia from Slow-mo. Give it up for my boy Montell Jordan. Now just so ya'll know. Starting next weekend my boy Dj Splinter will be in the house to do kareokee from 7-10 and yours truly will be up to spin after that. Now this one is going out to Gilbert from Shana. Here we go a little Sisqo."

A man walked over to Sara. He was well built, dark hair and a nice smile. She looked as if she had declined because he began to walk away but then she went after him. By the smile on his face, she had changed her mind. Grissom wanted to leave but he couldn't take his eyes from her. The song was slow and Sara fell into his arms perfectly.

Bright lights, fancy restaurants
Everything in this world that a man could want
I got a bank account bigger than the law should allow
Still I'm lonely now
Pretty faces from the covers of a magazine
From their covers to my covers wanna lay with me
Fame and Fortune still can't find,
Just a grown man running out of time

His heart sank as he noticed that she closed her eyes and held him tight. Grissom suddnly became very aware of the lyrics.

Listen,
Your perfume, your sexy lingerie
Girl I remember it just like it was on yesterday
A Thursday you told me you had fallen in love,
I wasnt sure that I was
It's been a Year- Winter, Summer, Spring and Fall
But being without you
just ain?t livin'- anything at all
If I could travel back in time,
I'd relive the days you were mine

The song was devistating to his memories. He began to relive all the times he had hurt her. The time she had asked him to dinner and he delivered his "no" like she was poisoness. Then the time she was suspended and he pushed her into reliving her childhood and crying.

And even though it seems i have everything
i dont wanna be a lonely fool
all of the women all the expensive cars.
all the money don't amount to you.
i can make believe i have everything.
but i can't pretend that i dont see
that without you girl my life is incomplete

He couldn't take it anymore. He got up without looking back and walked to the Tahoe. It had been a long night.