Close to you

Author: CSIJustMe

Disclaimer: not mine uhh uhh not one of 'em.

AN: First one ever, be nice ( GS all the way!!!!!!

Two hours after shift officially ended Gil Grissom trudged out of the CSI building towards his car. Although he was kept busy the shift was largely uneventful, waiting for DNA results on the hot cases, signing off on the completed cases and, only catching sight of Sara twice. The first time when he was handing out assignments and once again resisting the urge to pair himself with her, knowing that if he did he would either drive them into the desert and tell her everything or spontaneously combust. The second time he liked much better, she was in the layout room pouring over evidence and he simply stood at the door and watched, it felt like hours!

He drove straight home, same as every other day, and like many in the last few weeks he couldn't bring himself to go inside. Instead he drove on.

He found his favorite parking spot, turned off the engine and released a deep breath. He felt better already. "How can being here be more relaxing than than being in my own home, in my own bed". He already knew the answer. "I'm close to you" He glanced up at the window, leaned back and closed his eyes.

Sara Sidle gathered everything together that she needed to do her laundry. Dirty clothes, change for the washing machine and dryer and detergent and. "Damn no softener" Sara briefly considered going without until she remembered how much her clothes smelt of death and how much nicer they felt with the softener. Sara knew that she should go grocery shopping but overtime this week meant that she had fallen behind on the regular household chores. The food could wait, she needed to do laundry today! She could get the softener in the 7/11 down the street. Grabbing her purse she ran out of the door.

As she emerged Grissom's head shot up while he simultaneously cowered in his chair hoping that he would not be spotted. He seemed to be safe this time. He indulged himself in her presence for a few moments longer as he watched her make her way through the doors of the store. He knew that it was time to go.