Disclaimer. I don't own csi or crossing jordan nor any of the characters. I own only my twisted imaginaton that came up with this bizarre tale.
Chapter 1
Sara walked down the halls of the Las Vegas crime lab for what would probably be the last time. She couldn't believe that she was actually going to leave this place. It had been her home for the last eight years of her life, the only real home that she had ever really known. But she had made up her mind. She had to go she just couldn't handle being around death, blood, and violence anymore. She has had to deal with it her entire life. If she doesn't get a break soon she knew that she would be the one that ended up broken. She kept walking down the hall as if she was in a daze when she spotted him. Gilbert Grissom. The love of her life.
Gil was an amazing guy. Odd and complicated in just the right amounts. Well maybe alittle more complicated than she would have liked. It had taken her almost six years to get him to commit to a real relationship with her. She had known since the first time she saw him lecturing at that conference in San Diego when she was just twenty-six years old that there was something undeniably special about him. All her friends at the department had said he would be dull, uninteresting, and just the tinest bit creepy. But she thought that they must not have been paying attention to him. He wasn't dull and she couldn't fathom anyone thinking him uninteresting. He was shy, and what they saw as creepy was just enthusiasm for his subject. It had taken all her courage to talk to him when the lecture was over. It seemed like they were connecting but she never got the chance to ask him to dinner. She was called into work, and once again violence interrupt her life.
Now here it was nine years later, and she and this amazing guy were in the most serious relationship she had ever been in. She couldn't believe that she was going to say goodbye to him. She walked too him as if she were drawn, like a mouth to a flame. She couldn't control her actions. She didn't care that Hodges was standing right there. She kissed Gil as if her life depended on it, as if he was the very air that she breathed. When she pulled back he had a stunned look on his face, and Hodges looked as if he might faint. She turned around and walked away from him and what they had togeather. She knew Gil was the job, and their life togeather was now offically over. That last kiss would have to hold her for the rest of her life. She knew that they would probably never be togeather again.
