Gil Grissom couldn't get the brown eyed beauty out of his mind. She had walked into his classroom, looked at him and smiled. That was all it took. He was in love.
That was a year ago. Gil had heard from Sara a few times, mostly work related. Now he had the chance to see her again. San Francisco needed an entomologist and they asked him, Gil was more then willing to go. Partly because he loved his work but mostly because they told him SHE would be his personal assistant.
His plane landed and when Gil got off the first thing he seen Sara was. "Hello Dr. Grissom," she said flashing him that smile he had fallen so deeply in love with.
"Good to see you again Miss Sidle and its Gil," Grissom said taking her outstretched hand.
"Only if you call me Sara," she said leading the way to her car.
"Deal Sara," Gil said opening the door.
"We will meet my supervisor Mr. Davis tomorrow at 8 am," Sara said, as she drove away from the airport.
"Don't you think we should check out things before then?" Gil asked.
"Well I do, but Mr. Davis doesn't like to be bothered after shift or before 8 in the morning," Sara said.
"Well, how about you and I go take a look?" Gil said.
Sara took Gil to an out of the way spot. There was a yellow tape line and an officer standing by it. "Sidle, thought Davis said no one was to be here?" the officer said.
"He did Roberts," Sara said, "This is Dr. Grissom from Vegas; he wants to check out the site."
"The bug guy?" Roberts said, "l heard a lot about you." He lifts the tape and Grissom walked to the spot where the body had been.
"Miss Sidle is my kit still in your car?" Gil asked. Sara grabbed it and took it to him. "These should have been collected with the body," he said picking up some of the insects.
"I started to," Sara said, "but Davis said not to touch anything."
"Well MR. Davis may have blown the whole thing," Gil told Sara wondering what kind of fool Davis was for not doing it right in the first place.
"There is nothing we can do now," Sara said, "If you like we can stop for a bite to eat before I take you to your hotel?"
"Great, I'm starved," was Gil's reply. "Anything to get more time with you," he was thinking.
They went to a quiet seaside diner. After dinner Sara said to him, "Would you like to see the most beautiful site you've ever laid eyes on?"
To himself Gil said, "I'm already looking at it." But out loud he said "Yes."
She took him to the top of a hill; they stood near a rail and watched the sunset into the ocean.
"You're right Sara," Gil said, "That is beautiful."
They stood there for a while, not saying anything. Then Sara said, "We have a hotel room for you but I was thinking it might be easier for you just to stay at my place. I have a spare room… but if you would rather not …"
''That would be fine," Gil said, "As long as I am not in the way."
Sara drove to her place, it was small but comfortable. She showed him the spare room where the bathroom and kitchen were and told him he could help himself to the frig.
Gil preserves the insect evidence he had gathered then he told Sara it will be impossible to accurately determine TOD because things were not collected right.
The next day he told Davis that too. Davis grabbed Sara by the arm, "l thought I told you to stay the hell away from MY site."
Gil took hold of Davis's arm, "Release the young lady. NOW! She took me there per my request. If you didn't want me here you shouldn't be wasting my time."
Davis let go Sara's arm and then he walked away. To himself Davis said, "I never wanted you here."
"Thank you," Sara said. "You are welcome," Gil replies positive now that Davis is some kind of fool, "Can I see the body?"
Sara took Gil to the body, "DAMN! Why did you do that?" asked Gil, becoming more upset with the lack of procedure. The assistant coroner had washed the body.
"It stunk!" the assistant said.
Gil shook his head; Sara threw up her hands they both walked out.
Grissom went to Henry James, the man who had asked him to come. "There is nothing I can do to help you," Gil told him. He then proceeded to tell him what happened. Mr. James apologized then left.
"I guess you'll be heading home?" Sara said.
"I have 2 weeks off," Gil said smiling, "I think I'll just stay here. There are a lot of sites in San Fran I haven't seen."
Sara offered him her car and told him he was still welcome to stay with her because if he couldn't be of any help them SFPD would not pay for his room. "You're already unpacked and it will be cheaper then you staying in a hotel," Sara said. "And a lot more comfortable, thanks," Gil told her.
Before leaving Gil excused himself to the rest room, when he came out Sara said, "You need a tour guide?"
"Aren't you on the clock?" Gil asked.
"They let me go, James jumped Davis for screwing things up and Davis suspended me. We got into a discussion, I told him he had no right to jump on me for his screw up, and so he took my badge and gun."
"I hardly find that fair can't you fight it?" Gil asked as they were getting into her car.
"Let's just say I could but ..... Well I have a habit of opening my mouth and sticking my foot into it," Sara said giggling. Gil just looked at her. "Any way, let's just forget it and go site seeing?" Sara said smiling.
The day was spent window shopping and just walking around the old city. They got back to her place a little before midnight, Sara told Gil she was off to bed and would see him in the morning.
"I have something for you," Gil told Sara. He handed her a box with a butterfly necklace in it.
"It's beautiful," she said. "Not as beautiful as you are," Gil said before he could stop himself.
Sara looked at him and blushed, "Thank you."
For the next week Sara took him all over the city. "I have an idea," Sara told Gil, "Have you ever seen the ocean?"
"No," he told her. "How about we go there and spend sometime?" she suggested.
The next morning they were on their way. They stopped at a small hotel right on the beach. That night they walked on the beach, Gil offered her his hand; she smiled at him and took it. When it started to rain they started running to the hotel.
Later that night Gil heard a knock on his door, opening it he saw Sara. "Sorry to bother you," she said, "but my roof sprung a leak. I called the front desk but there isn't anyone there after midnight."
"You're welcome to stay here," Gil told Sara, "There's only one bed, and I can sleep on the floor."
"Don't be silly," she said, "I'll behave myself if you will." Sara laughed and got into the bed.
The next morning Gil woke up with Sara cuddled next to him, he didn't remember how she got there, but he liked the way she felt.
"I'm so sorry," Sara told him completely embarrassed, "I must have gotten a little chilly; I guess I was looking for some body heat."
She started to move, "You're fine. Stay where you are if you like," Gil said smiling.
They lay there for a little longer, "You fit there perfectly," he told her.
"It dose feel good," Sara told Gil, snuggling a little closer.
"I have a job for you if you want it," he told her later on as they ate breakfast. "I was on the phone last night with my chief. There's a place on my team and you can have it."
" Vegas - Sin City. Sounds like fun, sign me up," Sara said laughing.
The desk clerk told them there was not an extra room so they stayed together.
On their last night at the hotel Gil and Sara took one last walk on the beach.
"Sara, there is something I need to tell you," Gil said, "You remember the first time we meant?" Sara said she did. "You were so beautiful you took my breath away. I have never meant anyone like you."
"I fell in love with you too," Sara said. Underneath the full moon they shared their first kiss.
Sara looked into Gil's eyes, "I need you," she whispered. Gil took her hand as they walked back to their room, once inside Gil pulled Sara into a passionate kiss as he tried to unbutton her top.
Sara giggled to herself, breaking from the kiss she said, "You haven't done this before?" Gil's face was full of confusion - he was not a virgin. Sara sensed his confusion, smiling at Gil she said, "I mean try to undress someone while you're kissing them." Gil just chuckled, "No."
Gil managed to figure out how to do both at the same time when he had finished Gil looked at Sara, "You are so beautiful."
Gil pulled Sara back into a kiss and slowly eased her to the bed. "Are you sure?" Gil questioned. Sara only moaned. Gil looked into Sara's eyes, staring at the depth and beauty of them; he could see a need that matched his.
Gil moved to her breasts, admiring the firmness and beauty of then, he took the nipple into his mouth and sucked it. Sara's moans aroused Gil more then he thought possible.
Sara gasped as his thumb flicked her clit and his middle finger expertly entered her. Pumping her slowly Gil's lips never left Sara's nipples.
Sara's soft moans were replaced by deep groans of pleasure as Gil made his way down between Sara's legs. Sara groaned deeply and spread them open for him, giving him complete access to her womanhood.
Gil's lips found her pink clit, enlarged with her desire. Gil pulled it into his mouth and sucked, as he pumped his fingers in her opening.
Sara was losing a little more control with each suck, each pump of Gil's fingers. He was taking her body to places it had never been. Sara's whole body trembled with ecstasy and Gil could feel Sara's body shudder violently as her juices rushed into his mouth.
Gil moved atop Sara and kissed her tenderly as he entered her. Only his first couple of thrusts was slow, Gil couldn't hold back much longer. What had started as a loving exploration of her body had become an overwhelming need to release. Gil was now slamming into Sara who was moaning for him to give it to her harder.
Their moans, shouts and grunts of delight mingled. Gil pounded into her, he didn't hold back any longer. Gil's release came as a pulsating rush they both felt.
Gil slowly moved from top of Sara and cradled her in his arms.
The next morning as they were getting ready to go back to San Francisco Sara asked, "What will the rest of the team think about the fact that I am sleeping with the boss?"
"I honestly don't care," Gil told Sara as he pulled her close to him and kissed her, "I love you. Who I make love to is my business, no one else.