Breaking the Ice Queen
Grissom left the office perturbed. He was furious that he had let Sara get to him like this. He had asked her to go for dinner when the shift was over but she had refused saying "sorry, I've made other plans". Sometimes he wondered what he saw in her at all, after all she was high maintenance and moody at the best of times.
But then again, she was also one of the best in the business and Grissom had realised this potential when she was his student many years before.
They had enveloped on a wild, torrid affair at that time lasting several months. It was exciting and dangerous, yet all the while Grissom knew it was inherently wrong. Sara was many years his junior and he couldn't help but think that maybe it was the thrill of being with her lecturer that had seduced her into his bed on that first night of term.
When Sara started working for Grissom, he thought that maybe there was a chance that they would pick up where they left off, but it never happened. Sara was intelligent, beautiful, stubborn and above all professional, so there was no chance of anything happening while he was her boss. However, as the months went on Grissom knew that she was starting to soften a bit, and on more than one occasion he had felt her looking at him for a little longer than is considered normal. It was as if she was trying to read his thoughts and see if they were on the same wavelength.
It was Grissom's nature to avoid such advances and to delve into his work. People and emotions perplexed Grissom and he had made a decision a short time after the affair with Sara had ended, that the romantic chapter of his life was well and truly over.
There was something about her though that stopped him from fully sticking to this thought. She got under his skin in a way that no other woman ever had. She intrigued and perplexed him all at the same time. She gave away little enough to be elusive and just enough to keep him interested.
So to be rejected tonight after finally plucking up the courage to ask her to see him outside of office hours, where something could finally happen, was too much for Grissom to bear. He realised as he left the office that she was in fact completely nonchalant about the whole thing. Whether she saw him or not didn't bother her, and much to Grissom's surprise that angered him.
He had thought himself devoid of feelings, but in fact he now had a wave of feelings crashing through his body, anger, jealousy, resentment, pain and above all desire. He wanted her like he had never wanted another woman before. And if he had anything to do with it, he would have her.