It's rated K
Disclaimer: I own nothing… CBS has the magic wand. All of the boo-boos are mine… didn't have this beta'd.
This is pure fluff in answer to a list's drabble a thon – I know I blew the designated 100 word drabble limit by about 392 words, but I did get slap into it…
Interlude
By: Nightblight
The guy on the tracks was easily dead and horrifically thin.
"I need you to go back with the body." Grissom eyed her speculatively.
"You called me out here, made me walk half a mile, and climb that hill over there…" She pointed to the steep embankment on the other side of the tracks, "at risk to life and limb, so I could follow the body back to the morgue with David?"
Her boss nodded tightly.
"I was at the lab… the morgue is downstairs…"
"I uh… I need your light, too…" He added by way of explanation.
Sensing the mounting tension, David helped his assistant load the body into the bag and onto a stretcher, before waving to the two CSIs. "I'll hold the post until you get there…" He told the slim dark haired woman, who he was expecting to shoot flames from her eyes at any moment. Best to get out of the line of fire, he muttered to himself before grasping one end of the stretcher and tugging it along the loose gravel.
Sara watched as David, and the thin black man led body away, the wheeled stretcher bouncing wildly behind them.
"You need my lamp?"
Grissom's hand went to his beard and he rubbed it absently. "I do…"
A knowing sigh escaped her lips and she turned and started back to where she'd come from, a solemn entomologist following silently behind her.
The gravel from the dirt road crunched madly as the coroner's van scooted away leaving a cloud of dust in its wake. There was a gentle slap of water along the shallow river shoreline off to the left of the little used road.
The trunk released with a click as Sara hit the remote to her personal vehicle. Side by side they stared into the crammed space for a moment before Sara turned and leaned against the bumper her eyes falling on the pained expression of the man beside her. There was no one around, so she slipped her hand into his. "He's going to be okay, you know…"
Grissom squeezed her slender fingers in his, and nodded. "I know." The next words caught in his throat, but he forced them out, a hoarseness permeating them. "I'm scared."
"I know…" She smiled sadly, before standing up and drawing him into a much needed embrace. It crossed all of the boundaries they had set in place, but it felt right.
She had expected him to pull away from her, but was pleasantly surprised when he tugged her into a possessive kiss, and then released her, resting his head against her own. "I love you…" He whispered.
"I love you, too… and everything will be fine." She assured him, before backing away an appropriate distance, and grasping the light from the trunk. "Next time…" She passed her lover the lamp, her hand brushing against his as he took it. "Just tell me you want to see me…"
The end... unless you want me to continue...