Author: Saragrissom.
Email: Diablotine8316hotmail.fr
Theme: GSR.
Summary: In Sara Sidle's Brain
Disclaimers: CSI Las Vegas does not belong to me. I do this only for my own pleasure.

The man of my life

The man of my life : Who could have believed that one day I could say the man of my life !
The man of my life is a fifty year old man with salt and pepper hairs which make me insane!
The man of my life has intense blue eyes where I can drown myself.
The man of my life has a so piercing glance that he doesn't need to speak to express himself.
The man of my life is double : reserved and impassioned at the same time.
The man of my life is a puzzle and I try to solve him.
The man of my life has powerful arms where I can take refuge when I don't feel good.
The man of my life makes me laugh by his anecdotes and cry by his memories.
The man of my life understands me and respects me.
The man of my life regards me as his equal.
The man of my life surprises me by his attitudes.
The man of my life gives me pleasure by his kisses and his caresses.
The man of my life, it's him, this great entomologist and criminologist.

My heart beats harder when I see him.
My heart beat when he began his forensics conference in San Francisco.
My heart melted when he accepted my invitation for a coffee. I drank his words and I was thirsty for him.

My heart stopped beating when he offered me a CSI job in Vegas.
My heart bled when he took his distances by fear of opening his heart to me.
My heart was tightened when I found him in front of my door. I was upset with him terribly but my heart opened the door to him and I don't regret anything.

Because today my heart is filled with love, I am 38 years old and I have just been born, I knew how to love but I did not know this beautiful feeling : to be loved in return.

The man of my life comes to me, with a big smile. This malicious smile, eyes full with love and desire. I love him so much.

He asks me if my work is done, if we can go home. He is not afraid of his feelings, he strokes my hair, my colleagues are here and do not pay any more attention, it is normal.
Gil Grissom draws me from my thoughts by a kiss in the neck.

Sara: "Yes I am ready in five minutes."
Grissom: "I wait you on the parking lot"

He moves away, crosses Cath and smiles to her. The man of my life is another man whom I discover each day and whom I love more and more.

I put my things away and I quickly go to my locker. After that I join him with Greg who tells me the last gossip of the Lab, I laugh. I am happy.

Griss leaned to his car, discussing with Warrick and Nick. Man ! He is so sexy with his red shirt and his sunglasses. I come to him. He smiles and embraces me delicately, just a furtive but so delicate kiss. His beard is soft and it would have been a pity that I shave him again, that makes him so virile.

We leave our colleagues to find our home like he says.
We are tired, we do not speak on the way, I watch him: he is confident, he is happy.
We are finally happy and… both alive.