Disclaimer: Come On People… Get Real! If I owned CSI I wouldn't be writing this stuff here. I could be making tons of money, having a ball, making Snickers an official couple, dealing with Sara's past, checking George ass all day… among other useful things… while producing the series to CBS. So until things get real… This is all you get from me.

Story Title: Something More

Author: BeTrAyEd DaUgHtErS

Chapter I: Behind These Hazel Eyes

Sofia's Apartment – Sunday August 21, 2005

Sofia had heard someone knocking at her door and as usual took a quick pick through her spy hole, not that she needed to. She knew the only two persons that came to visit her, either was Sara or Greg, and right she was. Greg Sanders was standing at her door with a nervous but determined look. 'Just what I needed right now, a fight with Greg'

"I don't know why you're here Greg… we have nothing to talk about." said Sofia the soon she opened the door. Really don't caring about her manner at this moment, neither caring to return his.

"Hello Soph, is good to see you too… and… you're wrong, we do" he pushed the door, made his way pass her, put his jacket on the coat holder by the entrance, walked to the couch and made himself at home. While Sofia stood with the door open looking at him like he had grew another head.

"Greg… We… Don't…! So could you just get out of my apartment, I didn't have a great day today and you are making it worse" she motion with her arm for him to get out, but he ignored her, and continued.

"Yeah I heard Ecklie was at your back today… wanna talk about it?" he patted her couch for her to sit. She did, after she closed the door.

"If I talk… are you going to leave when I'm done?" she looked at him, he nodded.

He loved when see looked at him in the eyes, which if he wasn't wrong she had done it only four times, five time tops.

The first one when they met.

The second, when she told him not to let the cases take the best of him, and people often said to her that he was the spirit of the Lab before he became a CSI. She told him, she would like to meet that guy one of these days.

The third, when she did. The day 'I finally, had the pleasure of meeting the Grego everybody talked about so much', quoting her own words. That day the whole team went to celebrate at a club, being back together again. He had helper get ride of Ecklie who had been hitting on her since she arrived. He went to where she was, asked her to dance and she gladly accepted. From there they click instantly like two strangers that had meet from the very first time, they danced, chatted and drank every now and then with the others. That night everything went nice, so nice that ended at her apartment.

The forth, when she plead him to let what had happened that night in the past. 'They were both drunk', even when the two of them knew it wasn't true. 'Their brains weren't working properly because of it'. 'The stress at work had led them to'. 'It has been a long time since both of them had a relationship'. Those were among some of the 'reasons' or excuses she had named to explain, cover what had happened at her apartment.

And the fifth was about to happen.

He wondered if she knew how much power, her eyes had on him. He could say yes to anything she asked just by looking at her eyes. Eyes that plead him, eyes that pleased him, eyes that broke his heart, when didn't reflect the same love his did.

He heard to every word she said… not every word, he had tried to but simply couldn't. He was drawn in he beauty, he nodded every here and then for her not to suspect anything, and shook his head twice or more to keep him from daydreaming. It was hard to be this close to her at work, and it was harder being so close to her now. He needed to do something that helps him to make his choice. That's why he had come here in the first place, to go all in and put his cards on the table. It was now or never.

"Sofia I'm sorry to interrupt you but I need… we need to…" her face drop as he said this, he knew she was going to get piss. And true to be told her face was unreadable, with so many emotions showing at the same time that weren't going to lead to nothing good.

"Greg why won't you understand… leave things like they are… let's forget what had happened… lets forget what we shared… just don't complicate things… is going to be easier that way…"

"Leave thing… forget what happened… what we share… let me tell you things are complicated already…" he said to her and added a true fact. "…Things are already complicated in here…" he took his left hand, turn it into a fist and hit his heart with it, his eyes never leaving hers.

"No Greg, things are complicated in here…" she moves her right hand to his forehead and with her index finger touch his head twice.

"No, maybe in your case but I know in my case isn't" he assure her.

"If you are going to start this conversation again, I suggest you stop right now, I don't want to talk about it…"

"Why because you don't what to accept, things have change between us… because you're afraid of what this may or will become" asked Greg.

"Greg this won't become anything, I don't involve work with pleasure" she said trying to convince herself that it was true.

"I got news for you, Sofia…You did! So I think it's a little too late for that" True to be told she had, and how she had. She knew she had stepped her foot deep in this one.

"Greg, please stop it…" pleaded Sofia.

"No. You think you can come and fuck me until you dry me out… and to which I have to add… 'It was the best sex I ever had. Ever!', and just tell me to get out of your life…" Greg pointed out.

"Greg, that's the problem. It… Was… Just… Sex… Just fucking sex!" exclaim Sofia. She knew it had been more than that, and that scared her like nothing else.

"You're probably right, it was just sex because we want it to be, but it could be so much more, I wanted it to be so much more… I cant get enough of you Sofia, I want to know you more… explore new things with you… just do it all with you" Greg purred his heart at those words.

"Please Greg, who are you kidding" scuffed Sofia. "You just want casual sex… make me your booty call… and I seriously don't want that in this stage of my life… I leave that in my college years… I'm a mature woman, with a career ahead of me… and so do you, and I don't want a silly mistake to ruin it…" she said trying to sound harsh, to see if he gets her point.

"Oh a mistake… is that what it was?" he looked really hurt.

"Yes… a mistake Greg and they only happen once because we are suppose to learn from them… so they don't happen again" she knew her words had hurt him. 'You're just not relationship material' she thoughts of those words and knew if she say them could be crushed.

"What! You don't think I can commit to a relationship… Well I can." he said at her like he had read her mind. She was thinking at this moment if she had said it out loud.

"Tell me just one that you have?" Sofia was really getting piss by his behavior.

"… I… err…" he couldn't talk, he didn't know if it was a good idea.

'Ha, got him' her mind screamed in victory. "See my point, see what I'm trying to…" she never finished because the saddest voice she had ever heard, speak to her.

"Kelly Roberts" whispered Greg.

"What?" she was confused 'Kelly who?' 'What's he talking about'

"Kelly Roberts, four year relationship. I was going to pop the question a week after…" his voice was sad and hollow.

"A week after what?" Sofia had been taken back by the sudden change in their 'conversation'. Even more by the effect it was having on Greg.

"After she died…" when those words left his mouth everything went dead silent.

"Greg I'm sorry… I didn't know… nobody said anything to me" Sofia was feeling like such a fool. She never judge people without knowing them and here in front of her was this great guy she had treated like shit.

"It couldn't have made a difference you'll still think the same of me… bedsides none of the team knows. That why I came here to Vegas, to make a new life… so much for that" he was really depressed. Everything went silent once more.

"I had everything planned…" Greg said in the unbearable silence. Sofia let him talk because she wanted to hear this was a new side of Greg. The side she never got to know because she closed her doors in his face so many times. "I was going to propose on our College Graduation, when she went to get her diploma… What a better way to start your future, than with the woman you loved…" he was shaking, Sofia wanted to hold him so badly but her stubbornness couldn't let her. "But you know how they say, 'You can never get what you want'… I can never get what I want…"his voice was so filled with emotion that was breaking her heart.

"Greg, don't say that" she tried to tell him he an amazing guy, but he cut her off.

"Could you just let me finish," Greg shouted her up. "You guys are always telling me I'm a kid, but you no what I think I'm more mature that all of you together" he really was tired of being treated like a kid. He was thirty years old man. Couldn't they see that, couldn't she see that. "So if this thing between you and me wasn't meant to be, so be it. I'm tired of picking the pieces of my broken heart. What it gives, is already damage beyond repair" he said as he looked at her in the eyes, waiting for a reaction, an answer.

"Greg… I… I don't know what to say…" she was totally confused. What was she suppose to do, say… This guy… No this man, had opened his heart to her and she didn't know what to do with it. Take him in her arms and never lose her hold on him. Pat his shoulder in a 'friendly' way. Give him a pity look, but no contact. 'God, why does everything have to be so complicated?' 'Why do I always have to make everything so complicated?'

"I just poured my heart to you for nothing. I most have been really desperate…" he looked down at his hands and rubs them. "Well then I got nothing more to do here…" he said as he stood up of the couch, walk to the coat holder at the entrance of her apartment and search one of its pockets. When he found what he was looking for he turned back just to find her behind him. "Ok then, take this" he handed her an envelope.

"What's this?" she asked confused. Why could she want an envelope? She raised a questioning eyebrow.

"That's 'Plan B', Sofia" he told her.

"Greg was going on?" she was starting to get worried, 'What was he about to do?'

"Give that to Grissom when the shift starts and tell him I'm sorry for leaving in such a short notice, and tell the others I'll write them as soon as I can." He was giving her his resignation, his two weeks notice… they weren't exactly two weeks probably more like twelve hours… a shift notice.

"Greg you can't do this" she tried to persuade him, but his decision was already made. She knew by the why he was looking at her. She could feel his eyes all over her memorizing all her features; like it was the last time he was going to see her. And she had that pit in her stomach that was telling her it probably was.

"I need one last thing" he said looking at her kindly.

"What?" she really didn't wanted to know what it was, she couldn't bare another 'favor'.

"This…" he had closed the space between them so fast that neither of had notice. Then he took her lips in his with the softest and sweetest, yet saddest kiss ever experienced by both of them. He broke the kiss, looked at her now watery eyes and said his goodbye and walked out of her door, just like that he was gone. And the worst is that she had let him, she had the power to make him stay, but she didn't. Man, did she regret it. Her knees gave up on her, and she dropped on the floor crying, and was like that when Sara found her.

A neighbor had called Sara to tell her that there were some yelling on Sofia's apartment, and she came as fast as she could, she could have sworn she saw Greg's car leaving the apartment building when she arrived. When she was coming close to Sofia's door she could see it was open and knew things were wrong. As she came to the door she saw Sofia sitting on the floor. Her knees touching the floor bent with legs on her sides, her hands in between her inner thighs looking for support. It was clear to Sara that was the defeat position, the broken heart position. Her friend had just been heartbroken.

"Sofia, honey what's wrong" Sara asked as she kneel in front of her. She was really worried she had never seen Sofia like this… Heck she had never seen Sofia cry before, and by how she was crying, what had happened her had been devastating. Sofia just looked at her and in a sweep motion threw her arms around Sara and hang on her for dear life. Sara was taken back but returned the hold on her and was rocking Sofia while saying smooth words.

Greg's Denali

Greg had just gotten out of her parking lot. He hoped Sara hadn't seen him when she arrived.

Five minutes. Only five minutes had pass and he was already missing her eyes.

He wondered if she knew how much power, her eyes had on him. He could say yes to anything she asked, just by looking at her eyes.

Eyes that plead him, eyes that pleased him, eyes that broke his heart, when didn't reflect the same love his did.

And that's why he was leaving he couldn't look at those eyes anymore, not when it hurt to do so.

To Be Continue
A.N. – I know some of you will be saying "What the frak is she thinking, Greg and Sophia". Well I'm thinking why not, I have never them as a couple here, why not take that chance and see what comes of it… is not going to be the first story that I don't get reviews as I planned to. So all kind of reviews are welcome, tell me if you like it, hate it, if you are in doubt, if I should continue it… tell me whatever you feel like but tell me something, that's what helps us to do a great work on upcoming stories.

Well that's all I have to say you the readers,

Hope to hear from all of you,

Bye,
B.D. (bidi)