How Did I Fall in Love with You?

Chapter 1- How Did I Fall in Love with You?

A/N: This is a story with the song How Did I Fall in Love with You by Backstreet boys. This will be a chapter story and there will be a new song each chapter by Backstreet Boys.

Disclaimer: I'll say it again, I own nothing. But if I did Sara would not be leaving and she and Grissom would have little geek babies running around.

Yawning, Sara sat up and wiped the sleep from her eyes. Grissom stirred beneath her and Sara turned around and looked at him. "Morning." Sara said.

"Maybe sometime we'll be able to stay awake and actually watch the movie." He joked.

Sara sat up and Grissom did the same. "Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you."

"It's ok, I don't mind." He got up and turned on the lights then turned off the TV.

Sara looked at the clock on the wall, "Wow, it's late. I should get home if I'm going to be able stay awake at work." Sara yawned and stood to find her shoes. "Thank you for dinner."

"You're welcome. So you'll be over next week?" He asked picking up the untouched bowl of popcorn and moved into the kitchen.

"As always. What do you say we rent the same movie, so we can actually watch it?" She tied her shoes and met Gil in the kitchen.

"Sounds good." He handed Sara her purse and keys.

"Thank you. This was a great idea for a weekly movie night. It's a good distraction. It's nice to hang out and relax with you. I feel like I've gotten to know you better."

"Me too."

He walked her to the door. "Thanks again. I'll see you at work."

"Bye, see you later." Sara left his town house and he yawned. He went to his room and quickly fell asleep.

Remember when, we never needed each other
The best of friends like
Sister and Brother
We understood, we'd never be,
Alone

Later at work Sara was working under a car in the garage as Gil searched the interior. They worked in silence trying to find anything to identify the kidnapper. "Sara." Gil said startling Sara and she sat up and hit her head.

"Ow." Sara rolled herself out from under the car and rubbed her head.

Gil got out of the car and squatted down next to Sara looking at her sympathetically he asked, "Are you ok? I didn't mean to startle you."

"I'm fine," Sara rubbed the bump on her forehead.

"Let me see." Sara sat up and Gil took her face in his hands. Their faces were inches apart and Sara could feel his breath on her face. Gil took in a deep breath and stared straight into her eyes. Leaning in closer, Sara closed her eyes anticipating Gil's next move. Leaning in further, the wheels on the board Sara was lying on rolled away and Gil toppled over, landing on Sara. He held himself up with his hands and looked down at her.

Coming back into reality he sat up and held his hand out for her. "Here." He helped Sara sit up. "Sorry about that. Um, I have to go bring this…um, thing to Hodges. Can you finish up with the car? Good." He didn't wait for an answer and stood, taking the sample with him, and left.

After dropping off the sample Gil went straight to his office and locked the door. He sat behind his desk. "Was I really going to kiss her?" he asked himself and knew there was only one answer. "Yes, I was." He answered aloud.

Sara didn't get off the ground for several minutes. She sat thinking about their almost kiss. "Would I have let him kiss me? Would I have kissed him back?" She pondered. "Of course I would have." She stated out loud to herself.

After shift Grissom got home and was still thinking of Sara lying beneath him. He could have kissed her, he could have had her. He closed his eyes trying to get away from the sexual tension. The more he thought about it the more he felt alone. Going to sleep without a shower, Gil dreamt of Sara.

Sara walked into her apartment and dropped her things by the door. She went into the bathroom and washed her face. Looking at herself in the mirror she could see the bags already starting to show, it was a long night and it was getting even longer. Walking into the kitchen to make some coffee she saw Gil's jacket hanging over one of the breakfast bar chairs. Thinking about him and remembering his touch, Sara decided to skip the coffee and head straight to bed only for her dreams to be filled with images of Gil.


Those days are gone, and I want you so much
The night is long and I need your touch
Don't know what to say
I never meant to feel this way
Don't want to be
Alone tonight

Waking up, Gil threw the covers off his body and walked straight into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he took out a beer and finished it with one big gulp. He took out another one and he went to the couch and sat down in the dark. He couldn't get Sara out of his mind. He only slept for an hour before he could take no more of the dreams of Sara.

Turning on the TV the news was on. Not really listening to the anchor woman he watched as several clips of some blood drive and there were several interviews with the people running it. The screen flashed back to the anchor woman then flashed to an interview with two crying parents. He recognized them as the parents of the kidnapped girl they were trying to find.

He watched as the camera went inside the house but was then kicked out. The camera stayed on the house then out of the house came Sara. He watched as Sara moved with such grace as she walked out of the house holding her kit. He watched himself come out of the house and grab her arm gently to turn her around and talk to her. He watched his hand as it stayed on her arm through out the short conversation.

Grabbing the clicker he turned of the TV and took a sip of his beer. The TV was taunting him. He could almost feel how Sara felt underneath his touch. "I thought I was over this." Gil closed his eyes then opened them when his mind became clouded with pictures of Sara. "I was fine with being just friends and now I'm falling in love with her all over again."

Sara woke in a cold sweat. It wasn't a nightmare but it scared her. It was about her and Grissom, raising a family in San Francisco. They took their kids to the beach and they played in the waves. As soon as they got home, the kids were in bed and then so were they.

Trying to shake the image of a naked Grissom from her mind Sara walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Tossing her clothes to the ground she walked under the hot spray of water and closed her eyes. She could see the details of her dreams repeated in her mind. She could feel his gentle touch move across her midsection and to the inside of her thighs. Opening her eyes she quickly reached for the shampoo. She wanted to finish her shower as quick as possible.

"Why am I doing this to myself? I was over him. I was happy being friends." Rinsing out the shampoo she grabbed the conditioner. "I thought I was done with these thoughts forever." She turned off the shower and stepped out of it. Walking to the mirror she used her towel to wipe away the steam. She looked at her reflection and sighed. "Why am I falling in love with him again?"


What can I do, to make you mine
Falling so hard so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do?
How did I fall in love with you?

Once Gil finished his second beer he still didn't know what to do about what he was feeling. "Should I forget about it and try to move on like last time?" he shook his head. "I can't do that again." He let out a long breath. "I should call her." Quickly before he could change his mind he grabbed the phone and dialed her number. Once he did he felt stupid. She would probably be asleep, but he didn't want to hang up because if she wasn't he didn't want her to call him asking if he called because that would led to a very awkward conversation.

After several rings he figured she was probably asleep and was about the hang up when he heard her answer the phone. "Sidle." The sound of her voice brought joy to Gil. "Hello?" He was pulled back into reality at the sound of her voice. He forgot how to talk and he moved his mouth but no sound came out.

Sara could hear breathing from the other side of the phone. "Listen, pervert, if you call here again I will track you down and have you arrested."

He heard Sara moving the phone away from her ear and finally the words came. "Sara, wait." But it was too late, she had hung up. Feeling stupid he wasn't sure if he should call back. Wanting to talk to her he decided to call again. This time he was ready to talk.

"Listen, I told you-"

"Sara, it's me, Grissom." At the sound of his voice Sara felt happy. She loved to hear him talk.


I hear your voice
And I start to tremble
Brings back the child that, I resemble

"Oh, Griss, I'm sorry. I just got a call from-"

"I know, it was me."

"You! I'm sorry, I thought you were some creep." Sara felt so embarrassed she wanted to die. "Why didn't you say anything?"

Realizing he could tell her the truth he had to think fast. "I did, my phone must not be working. I don't get good reception in my town house." He hopped she believed him.

"Oh." Sara felt so stupid. She was yelling into the phone while all the while Grissom was trying to talk to her. "What did you need?"

Again he found himself in a place where he could not tell the truth. "I couldn't sleep and I was wondering if you wanted to come over for breakfast. That is if you haven't eaten already."

"That would be great. When do you want me?" realizing what she just said she corrected herself. "When do you want me to come over?"

"Anytime."

"Well, I just got out of the shower so I'll get dressed and be over in half an hour."

"Sounds good. See you then."

"OK, see you then." She hung up the phone and hurried to get dressed.

Once she hung up all he could picture was Sara in the shower and in a towel. Trying to get over the images in his head he went to find what he had in the kitchen for breakfast.


I cannot pretend, that we can still be friends
Don't want to be,
Alone tonight

Making waffles and cutting up some fresh fruit Gil was soon ready for Sara to come over. He noticed he probably still had fifteen minutes until she came over, Gil turned the radio on. Sara's station turned on from when she made him dance with her a couple days ago. He didn't even think of it as dancing, all she did was bob her head and move around like a maniac. But he thought it was fun to do, as long as no one else saw him doing it.

He set the table listening to Sara's music channel bobbing his head now and then. Once the table was set he looked it over. "It looks to bare, to plain." He said to himself. Running into the kitchen he grabbed the flowers that his neighbor gave him as he headed out for work. She said that her son gave them to her but she was allergic and thought it would brighten his day. And he was so grateful now.

He set the flowers in the middle of the table and marveled at his work. Anticipating Sara's arrival he sat in the kitchen and tried to be patient.

Sara went through everything in her closet twice. Nothing seemed right for today. She didn't know why she was so worried about today. She has been over for breakfast a bunch of times. "This is nothing, just another breakfast as friends." Trying to make herself believe that, she picked up a pair of jeans and a shirt and threw them on.

She was dressed plain like she usually did outside of work. She went into the bathroom to put on some make-up. She put on her usual then added a little more color. When she was done she looked at herself in the mirror. "I look like a hooker." She said when she noticed how much color she actually put on. She had bright red cheeks and deep purple eye shadow and bright pink lipstick.

Deciding to start over she took off all the make-up and redid her face. Neutral colors now covered her face. She put on some lipstick and took one last look in the mirror before heading out the door.


What can I do, to make you mine
Falling so hard so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do?
How did I fall in love with you?

Sara was twenty minutes late and Grissom was worried she wouldn't come. He checked the oven to make sure the food was still warm. He sat down in a chair with a glass of ice water. "She must be running late."

Sara rushed threw the early morning traffic. She was already late and she didn't want to keep him, or her, waiting. She parked in his driveway and run up the steps to the front door. She took deep breaths to catch her breath then knocked on the door.

Gil jumped when he heard the knock and rushed over to the door. He counted to four so he didn't seem desperate then opened the door. "Sara, you're here."

"Sorry I'm late, traffic was horrible."

"It's ok. Glad you're here." He smiled at her with a goofy grin.

"Can I come in?"

"Oh, of course. Come in." he stepped back and let her in. 'I'm already messing this up. Way to go.' "Please, sit down. I'll get breakfast." He walked into the kitchen. 'I have to do this right. I can't mess this up.' He took the tray out of the oven and turned to see Sara standing in front of him. "Whoa."

"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you, I just came in to get some water." 'Way to go Sidle, you scare him half to death because you wanted to watch him and you make up a horrible lie to cover it.'

"If you take the food out to the table I'll get our drinks."

"Ok."


Oh I want to say this right
And it has to be tonight
Just need you to know, oh yeah

Grissom turned and grabbed a couple water bottles from the fridge. He set them on the counter then placed his hands down on the counter bracing himself. 'What now? Am I going to do this?'

"Gil, you coming?" Sara asked peaking in the kitchen.

"Ya."

"Are you ok?" she asked walking over to him.

"Fine, just trying to figure out if I forgot anything."

"I think it's out on the table."

"You're right. Let's go." He handed her a water bottle. "Here's your water."

"Thanks. Now let's go eat, I'm starved." He watched her form move from side to side as she walked over to her seat. Once she was sitting down he came over and started dishing out the food. "This looks great."

"Thank you. I know waffles are your favorite."

"You're correct." He handed her the plate, "Thank you."

"Your welcome." He got his plate ready and then sat across from her staring at his food. Neither made a move to pick up their fork and start eating. An uncomfortable silence filled the room around them. "Let's dig in." he said trying to break the silence.

They picked up their forks and pushed the food around their plates. Sara picked up a piece of waffle and a strawberry and placed it in her mouth. Taking her time to chew and swallow. "This is good."

"Thanks." The silence continued between them. They eat little of their food, instead they nervously pushed it around their plates.


I don't want to live this life
I don't want to say goodbye
With you I wanna spend
The rest of my life

'What do I say?' he asked himself. 'I can't let this silence go on any longer.' He sighed. 'Last resort.' "How was work?" he asked, sounding stupid.

"Fine." She didn't know what else to say. She didn't have anything to say. She did paper work all day, and so did he.

"Anything interesting happen?"

"No, just plain, boring paper work." She took a sip of water. "You?"

"No, same as you. Ecklie stuck me with more paper work than any one person can do in a life time."

"Ecklie seems to do that a lot."

"Ya, he does." 'Great!' he thought sarcastically. 'I start with a lame topic about work and we end up talking about Ecklie!' he took a bite of food. 'What now?' After another twenty minutes of silence and stuffing the food in their mouths so it wouldn't seem obvious that neither one of them were not talking, it was time to clear the table and do something else.


What can I do, to make you mine
Falling so hard so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do?
How did I fall in love with you?

"Are you finished?"

"Yes, it was great." He took their plates and empty bottles then walked into the kitchen. Sara followed him with the food platter. "Where do you want this?"

"You can put it anywhere on the counter." She put the platter down next to him and stood watching him quickly rinse the dishes. He put them in the dishwasher and turned to see her watching him. He smiled and she smiled back. He quickly turned away blushing and took out a water from the fridge. "Want anything?"

"Another water." He nodded and handed her one. They stood their drinking the water.

"So…"

"So…what now? Maybe a movie or something?"

"I was hoping we could talk."

"Oh, ya, we could do that."

"Let's move out to the living room."

"Ok." She replied stupidly and followed him out of the kitchen.


What can I do, to make you mine
Falling so hard so fast this time
Everything's changed, we never knew

Grissom sat on the couched and waved Sara over to sit next to him. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Well…nothing, I guess."

"Nothing?"

"Well, not nothing. It's something…but…"

"But?"

"I actually wanted to talk about us."

"You?"

"Yes. Well, not just me, more us."

"What about us?"

"I wanted to say-"

Sara's phone went off cutting him off. "Sorry, one sec." Sara left the room and a while later came back with an apologetic look on her face. "I'm sorry. That was Jim. I have to leave. Can we fish this later?"
"Sure." She went to find her purse and jacket.


How did I fall,
in love ,
with you?

TBC!

A/N: What do you think so far? Please tell me what you think! I know backstreet boys are old, but they had good songs to write with. And they help me write so that is why I choose them.