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Title: Where You Are
Author: Roxanne Kowalchuk
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Category: Romance/Humor
Pairing: S/G (Sara/Grissom)
Spoilers: None
Summary: Grissom makes the first move.
Notes: The song is from Rascal Flatts new CD "Feels Like Today"
Extra Notes: The song is the title.
An Extra Big Thank You: To Kelly, my beta reader.
Archived: Yes, please!
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"There you are standing strong"
Looking through the glass window of his office, Grissom watched as Sara chatted with some of the other CSI's.
She was a strong person, strong enough to hold her own and not ask for help.
"I'm a leaf holdin' on"
As for himself, Grissom realized that he didn't know everything about his CSI's. He almost lost one because he wasn't paying any attention. He never wanted to lose her.
"You believe like a child
In this fire runnin' wild"
It was hectic. They were swamped. So many cases, not enough people. But Grissom knew Sara was a pro at it. He knew she knew all the cases would be solved. And he knew that she sometimes believed in hunches, even though, that wasn't what he had taught her or anyone to go on.
"Oh I love how you see"
But he had to give her credit; her hunches were right and she always found the proof she needed to back them up.
"Right to the heart of me"Noticing a set of eyes staring at him, Grissom smiled. She had finally noticed that he had been looking at her.
"You're a waterfall, washin' over me""Did you need something?" Sara asked as she stuck her head into his office.
"I'm a thirsty man, let me drink you in""Just looking," Grissom answered.
Sara smiled. Leaning against the doorframe, she spoke. "How you doing?"
"Good," Grissom replied.
"You're lying."
"Well I am on my way up, you're my mountaintop
When I reach for you, your love lifts me up"
"Excuse me?"
"You look like shit."
Leave it to Sara to point out the obvious.
"And all that I want is to be
Where you are"
"Look who's talking," Grissom replied.
"At least I'll admit it," Sara pointed out. "And no you never asked."
"I'm the frozen ground, you're the warm sunlight"
"So it seems I didn't."
"How's the case?" Sara asked. They were actually working on two separate cases, since it was so busy.
"It's going."
Sara understood exactly what that meant. She was in the same place.
"Shinin' down on me, baby just in time"
"Working on anything important?" Grissom asked.
"Just waiting for Greg," Sara told him. "You?"
"Same." Greg was a very busy guy. Everyone wanted him as their own personal lab rat.
"I have never been in a love like that"
"Sara?"
"Yes Grissom?"
"What are you doing after your shift is done?"
It was a question out of left field, but she let it slid. "Working a double."
"Wrong answer."
"What?" She was confused. "Grissom I need to work on my case."
"So do I but I'm still going to go home, sleep and come back with a fresh pair of eyes," Grissom explained. "And you'll do the same."
Sara crossed her arms across her chest. She didn't like what Grissom was telling her. She was a work-a-holic.
"Oh, you move my soul every time we kiss
And I love how you heal
I can't believe how alive I feel"
"Actually Sara, you and I are going to grab some breakfast, then we're going home," Grissom told her.
Sara dropped her arms. "We are?"
"Yes, we never do."
"You never ask."
"Where you are
You're a waterfall, washin' over me
I'm a thirsty man, let me drink you in"
"There's always a first."
"So it seems. You aren't doing this because…" But she trailed off before she even finished.
Locking eyes with her, Grissom knew exactly what she was about to say. "Honestly Sara, I don't know you anymore. I thought we could grab breakfast and talk. Just talk, not anything to do with work."
"A civil conversation?"
Grissom had to laugh. "Yes, a civil conversation."
"I am on my way, you're a mountaintop
When I reach for you, your love lifts me up
When I reach for you, you love lifts me up
Oh yes it does
When I reach for you
Your love, your love lifts me up"
Smiling at Grissom, Sara's attention was diverted to her beeper. Unclipping it, she read what it said.
"What's wrong?" Grissom asked as he watched her facial expressions.
"Greg's cryptic message," Sara answered as she clipped it back on her belt. "Meet you in the parking lot at the end of shift?"
"Sounds like a date."
Sara just smiled and walked out of his office.
As for Grissom, he lifted his hand and looked down at the little booklet he had kept from Sara. Looking at the title, he knew for some strange reason, the song had been written for him and Sara.
He didn't have long for his thought as a second later, his own beeper sounded, meaning that Greg had information for him too.
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