Follow you, Follow Me
Author's note: I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery!
Chapter 1
"Hold that elevator!" she heard Grissom's breathless voice from behind the slowly closing doors as he ran across the lobby of the Luxor.
They were both on their way to work the scene of a double homicide. Thanksgiving holiday was upon them and the lab was short-handed. They had not worked a case together in over a month. Hard to believe, but it seemed that he had been intentionally scheduling them apart since they had their talk about ….well…. what to do about "this."
Before they had stopped talking. Before they lost their friendship.
She almost would have preferred taking the stairs to being alone in the elevator with him for even a few seconds.
But she complied and pushed the button to open the door. He stepped in, realizing it was her, smiled and said "Thanks."
"Arghh" she thought to herself as his steel blue eyes burned a hole in her soul "Why do I keep letting him do that to me. Just a look and I melt all over again!" but she smiled and said,
"No problem Gris."
They stood in an uncomfortable silence for a few seconds. Grissom, looking longingly at Sara, broke the silence.
"I've missed you," he said quietly, almost under his breath.
"That's been your choice" she shot back at him. She tried to contain the hurt in her voice, but quite honestly, even she knew she had failed.
Sara had hated the elevators at the Luxor for a long time. Each time she had gone to a call there, she had taken the stairs if it was a low floor. This time, it was up to 20 and it just made more sense to take the incline elevator. The elevators made a funny noise and seemed to shake more than a regular elevator.
She hated to admit it, but she was glad to share the ride with someone she knew, even if it was the man she loved that clearly refused to take his feelings for her seriously.
She just didn't like being in small, enclosed spaces. Ever since Nick had been buried alive, the claustrophobia had taken a new place at the top of her top ten list of nightmares.
A loud bang made them both jump as the elevator came to a grinding halt.
"Shit" she said. Way too loud for the outside the head voice.
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.
She looked up at the panel to see that none of the floors had been lit up, indicating that they were now stuck between floors.
Reading the intense look on her face, Grissom whispered "Its ok honey, they will have us out in a few minutes."
He knew about the nightmares. He could feel the fear building in her.
"Sara" he said with his best calm supervisor voice, "There's a phone right here, we'll call maintenance and get out of here in no time at all! Please don't be worried!"
She looked him, puzzled by his response. "Get out of my head Gil" she thought to herself. She smiled at him and said, "I know, I'm fine."
"Oh no," he thought, "not the Sara Sidle fine." He hoped that they could get the elevator going quickly for her sake.
_TBC_
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