Post "The good, the bad and the dominatrix"
Chapter 1: Startled
Sara was quite confused when she went home after her shift.
Had she heard it clearly? Grissom spent the night at Heather's?
When she heard the news at the lab, she kept cool. Otherwise she would betray them.
But now on her way home, tears started falling from her eyes.
It wasn't that long ago that Grissom had finally answered her feelings and since then they spent almost every day and night together. Until that case with that Heather – woman popped up.
It started all by asking Catherine out on information about Heather. But the answers weren't what she expected to be and it made her more insecure.
After that, he seemed to have spent the night there and tried to apologize for it to her. Sara didn't even wanna imagine what went on then.
At the time she arrived at her apartment, her eyes were totally red and wet from crying. The only thing she needed now, was being on her own, cutting of her thoughts.
She unlocked her door and went in. Totally sunk in her thoughts, she walked through to the kitchen where she saw a beautiful bouquet of flowers on the counter.
Startled she looked at the card, which only said:
"I'm sorry"
Nothing more, nothing less. Not even a name, although she could think of one.
"If he just even thinks he can make it up this way…"
She heard a soft knocking on the door.
Still half confused and angry, Sara threw the door open.
"We need to talk", was the first thing she heard.
"I already told you at work: do what ever you need to do! I'm getting used to this kinda stuff anyway." Sara felt like crying again.
"Can't I at least come in?" Grissom's eyes were begging her.
Without saying a word, she moved aside so he could come in.
"What else do you have to say?" Sara's voice was hard as steel, but when he looked into her eyes; he saw a total different feeling. Hurt.
"I'm sorry."
"I already know that."
"I've hurt you a lot."
Sara rolled her eyes. D'uh. Nothing new upon till now.
"I came here to explain you why Sara."
"You don't have to explain anything Griss, it's your live. Do whatever you feel like doing."
"Look, Heather hasn't got anybody else to trust but me. I'm to only person she talks to about the case. But for me she's nothing but a friend. Just an ordinary friend."
"With whom you spend the night?" She hit him mentally with this saying.
Grissom's eyes saddened as he continues his story.
"That was a mistake I shouldn't have made. Sorry. But I was sleeping only on the couch. Sara, you have to believe me!".
She wanted to, she really wanted to believe this but she hesitated. Since they started their relationship, Sara always felt insecure, even afraid of losing him in situations like this one. It took her lots of years to get her feelings answered by him and now she didn't want to lose him to some sort of women like Heather Kessler.
When she looked him in the eye, Sara saw torture, fear. But she also saw that he was telling the truth.
Torture, brought to him by her steel cold attitude.
Fear of losing her by his own stupid mistake.
And the truth…
The only thing Sara wanted right now, was feeling his arms around her. To comfort her, to protect her from this bad dream.
They hugged, cheek to cheek, and Sara felt a lonely tear coming down from his eyes.
Her heart broke.
