Headaches and cures

Grissom was sitting behind his desk leaning back and pinching the bridge of his nose. He could feel the migraine building behind his eyes. He placed his glasses on his desk and extracted himself from his office chair.

He walked over, turned off the light to his office and closed the door. He made his way over to the couch and layed down, hoping to stem the headache from reaching its apex.

Ten minutes later Sara walked towards Grissom's office intending to brief him on the case her and Greg were working on and noticed his door was shut. She quietly opened his door and slipped inside; she noticed him on the couch and walked over to him. She squatted next to him and gently placed a hand on his forehead.

His eyebrows were scrunched together and she could tell he was in pain, it broke her heart to see him this way. She continued to stroke his face and the muscles slowly began to relax and his breathing became slightly shallower, indicating he was awake.

"How are you feeling?" she whispered into his ear.

"Better now that you're here with me." He whispered back without opening his eyes.

"Have you taken anything for the headache?"

"No, I was waiting for your home remedy." He replied with a smile. Sara knew what he was talking about and a smile spread across her face as well.

"Let me get ready and get my stuff from my locker and I will be right back. Be ready when I get back."

"I will."

Sara left his office and headed towards the locker room. She pulled her bag from her locker and headed towards the showers. She made sure to use the lavender shampoo and soap and when she was done she put on her spare clothes she kept in her locker.

She was just finishing up when Nick came in, he passed her and then stopped short. He backed up a couple of steps and breathed in the air deeply. "Sara. Did you know you smell great! Do you have a hot date or something?"

She pursed her lips to prevent herself from smiling, "or something" she said before grabbing a small bag from her locker and heading out of the room. Nick shrugged his shoulders and made his way to his locker.

When Sara made it back to Grissom's office he was sitting up on the couch with his eyes closed and had removed his shirt and replaced his dress pants with loose fitting shorts. He had also removed his shoes and socks. Sara smiled at him and handed him the bag.

"Where did you put it?"

"It's over in the corner behind the cabinet. Did you lock the door?" Sara went over and got the massage table out of its hiding place and began to set it up. "I locked the door." She finished setting up the table and instructed him to get on and lay down.

As he was adjusting himself on the table she heated the lavender oil with her hands. As she began working her magic on his muscles she started to softly sing.

It was about two months ago that he had come home with one of the worst headaches. Sara had surprised him when she began this ritual and to his surprise it worked wonderfully on his headaches.

Apparently she had been researching migraines, their causes, and cures for quite a while and had gone to classes to become a licensed massage therapist. His thoughts were interrupted by Sara, "what are you thinking about?" knowing he would get into trouble if he told her what he was really thinking of he said nothing.

"I thought so, you know this works better if you concentrate on the images we discussed."

"I know, I'm sorry." He began to concentrate on the meditation images Sara had provided for this.

Sara could tell he was feeling a lot better and began to close the massage process, eliciting a moan of satisfaction from Grissom. She leaned down and put her lips close to his ear.

"Feeling better?" She didn't mean for it to come out as huskily as it did. Grissom just got into a sitting position on the table and pulled her in between his legs. He wrapped his hands around her waist and leaned in for a kiss.

He broke the kiss a moment later and touched his head to hers and looked her in the eye, "have I told you today just how much I love you?"

"I think you may have said it once or twice." She replied.

"That is not nearly enough." He replied and gathered her in for another kiss, only this time it was much deeper.

Nick could not help but smile as he turned back towards the locker room. He had noticed Sara leave her purse behind and had followed her to give it to her when he noticed her go into Grissom's office.

He had noticed the office was dark and was surprised to see Sara enter without even a thought, Grissom usually only secluded himself in his office when he had one of his headaches and he found himself surprised Sara would just walk in. Everyone knew to leave him alone at these times.

He quickly followed her and held the knob to the door to prevent it from locking. Curiosity getting the better of him he watched everything that went on in the office in astonishment.

He had no idea the two workaholic, no life, scientists were in a relationship and although he was utterly surprised and shocked, he was happy for them too.

It was the end of shift and Nick was grabbing one last cup of coffee in the break room when Sara and Grissom came in talking about their latest case.

He looked at the two, only now noticing the subtle undercurrent that traveled between the them. "I take it your headache went away?" he asked Grissom with a smirk.

Grissom and Sara stopped in their tracks and looked at him, their jaws practically touching the floor. "Don't worry guys, I'm really happy for you." He noticed the pair relax slightly.

Grissom came up to the younger man, "Can you keep this secret" he looked over at Sara, "we still don't want anyone to know."

"Sure, on one condition."

"What's that." Sara asked

"You guys take me out to breakfast and give me the whole story, and I want facts."

The two scientists looked at one another, speaking in that silent language they have always shared and agreed.

Nick was expecting them to go to the diner they usually went to but was surprised to see them head towards the outskirts of town. "Guys, where are we going?"

Sara turned around in her seat, "you wanted facts right?"

"Yes."

"Well, fact number one, Grissom and I purchased a house together about a year ago and we are taking you there for breakfast. We have to let the dog out anyway."

This time Nick's jaw dropped to the floor.