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Written in the Stars
"Hey, why are we stopping?" asks Sara.
"No particular reason..." replies Gil, smiling, as he parks his black Mercedes by the side of the road.
Gil is visiting his wife in Las Vegas for a change. He arrived yesterday morning and he has two whole weeks with Sara, even though she has to work during their second week together. He spent yesterday getting over his jet lag and today he and Sara spent most of their day in bed. Until she made him get dressed, so that she could take him out for a romantic meal, he was content laying there with her; kissing and loving. But he's pleased that Sara managed to pull him from their bed because he's had a lovely night, their first date in over ten weeks, and he has a feeling that the night will get better; much better, when the finally arrive home.
He steps from the car and walks around to open Sara's door, offering her his hand. She graciously accepts it and follows Gil around to the front of the car, smiling as he lifts her hand to his mouth.
"Do you have any idea how long it's been since I last seen the stars?" he whispers.
He gently pushes Sara against the bonnet of the car and places a kiss to her lips.
"I can't see the stars in Paris because of the city lights. It's the same in Vegas for you, but out here in the desert, even just a few miles away from the city... Look at them. They're beautiful. Like you..."
Sara smiles and kisses him passionately as she clasps her hands behind his head, pulling his mouth firmer against hers. They kiss for a long moment before Sara pulls away.
"Even when I'm out in desert I don't look at the stars." she whispers. "You got me in to star gazing and it's not the same doing it alone."
"I've really missed you, Sara. I hate it when we're apart." he looks in her eyes as he tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Even when we're six thousand miles apart, you know I love you, don't you?"
Sara leans in and softly kisses his mouth, sweeping her tongue across his lips, before whispering against him.
"Gil, I know you love me, more than anything. I've known since the day we met, and I know that'll never change. I love you, too."
He smiles against her mouth and lifts her onto the bonnet of his car, before he takes a seat next to her and leans back against the windscreen. He tugs on Sara's jacket and brings her down beside him.
After Gil takes her hand, they lay in silence and stare into the pitch black night, watching the stars twinkle a million miles above them.
"Did you know that there's an infinite number of stars up there?" he says, pointing up towards the never ending void.
Sara giggles.
"Actually, Mr Grissom, I did know that."
He smiles.
"Okay... Did you know that in some cultures people believe that their life plan is written in the stars, sort of like reading tea leaves."
"Really?"
"Yes, I'm not exactly sure how it works, or how to read the stars but...yeah. And, did you know that a star is not just a star?" he raises his eyebrows in question.
She clears her throat.
"Err... You want a scientific answer?" she asks. "Okay, a star is a collection of gasses which..."
"No, I meant that there are many different types of stars, such as: Simplistic. Supergiants, Giants, Dwarfs, Sub dwarfs, White dwarfs."
"Well, being a scientist, I am ashamed to say that I did not know that. I always thought a star was a star."
"Ahh...I see I still have things to teach you, Mrs Grissom."
Sara giggles again.
"Yes. Yes you do." she replies.
They fall into silence again, with Gil occasionally breaking it to point out constellations and a short explanation about it.
"Orion is one of the most famous constellations. Did you know that there are..."
"Eighty eight star constellations which are named for mythological beings." interrupts Sara, unable to hide her huge grin.
She starts to giggle when she sees her husband pout.
"Oh, sweetheart." she looks at him with wide sarcastic eyes. "You've taught me well."
He's just about to reply when a burst of light catches his eye. Focusing closely, his eyes follow it and he points towards it.
"Shooting star. Do you see it?" he asks, looking amazed.
Sara follows his finger and gasps.
"Oh wow." she says and fumbles to sit up for a better view. "That's amazing. I've never seen seen one before."
"Make a wish, honey."
She inhales a long breath and shuts her eyes; making a wish, which is already coming true.
A beaming smile crosses her face as she looks back at her husband. She cups his face with her hands and caresses his beard.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Their mouth meet in a tender kiss, quickly deepening and stirring a fire within both of them.
Their make-out session is starting to heat up when a car seems to appear out of nowhere, with its horn blasting, moving all over the road. Gil quickly pulls away from Sara, startled by their interruption, and covers her body, ready to protect her.
"Wooohoooo..." screams the driver of the white sports car as it passes by at lightening speed.
"Idiot!" he mutters. "Drunk driver, think you better call it in?"
Sara groans and sits up.
"I would but..." she holds up her phone. "No signal, we'll have to wait until we're closer to the city."
"It's getting late and a bit chilly. I guess we should head back."
"Yeah, our bed is much more comfortable than the bonnet of your Merc..."
The drive home seems to be taking forever, they're almost back in the city and Sara has phoned Jim Brass about the drunk driver, but they still have around twenty minutes until they reach their destination. Sara reaches her left arm across and places it on Gil's knee, eliciting a groan from him.
He turns his head towards her and a smiles quickly before returning his gaze to the road.
"Soon, honey. Really soon."
"You do realise we should've continued our little...party on the bonnet?" she smiles.
Gil looks at her, faking disgust.
"I'm sorry, Sara. No way would I allow that behaviour on my eighty thousand dollar prize possession..." he trails off and smirks at her.
"It's a place we've never..."
She trails off and stares straight ahead as two headlights are heading straight for them. Her heart-rate speeds up and she knows something's wrong, but her brain doesn't understand what's happening; unable to register, until it's a millisecond too late.
"Gil look out..." screams Sara.
Haha... Cliffhanger.
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Chapter 2 might be up on Monday.
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