I DONT OWN CSI OR ANY CHARACTERS (So wish i did tho :D)

The sun felt warm on her face as Sara's eyes slowly opened to the light playing across her face from a window in her bedroom. She felt completely rested, albeit with a major headache but, for the first time in her life she felt properly rested and strangely comfortable. Stretching out her arms she heard a groan as her hand hit flesh.

"Oww" came the voice and Sara jumped out of the bed she was resting in pulling the sheets with her when she noticed she was naked. She moved with such swiftness Sara caught her foot on something and managed to trip over and fell flat on her face.

"Oww" she said and stood up to face the embarrassment that she knew was to follow. Turning her eyes away from the floor she looked up to the man lying on his stomach in her bed. His muscles were etched into his back and his grey curly hair gave him a dignity that was ill-fitting of his naked position in a strange women's bed. It wasn't until her eyes fell on his hair did she realise what she had done.

"So, Good morning." He said, "What exactly happened last night? After leaving work everything is kind of a blank." Okay, she thought, obviously he was still not completely sober, but then again she could barely remember much of last night either.

"Well, umm, Grissom." She started unsure of how to address her boss, "I say we look at the evidence" obviously she was non compos mentis as well. Her eyes wondered the room and saw a multitude of things that she had wanted to see since she had met the man lying naked in her bed but not in this way. Sure Sara had wanted a night of passion but a night that she would remember to tell their kids about when they asked why she loved him. Now all Sara had was a big mess in which her room played a major part. She noticed several, not one; several used condoms on the floor and clothes spread out all over the room, her partner had sex hair and she noticed nail marks on his back.

"Omg. We had sex last night." What an insight, she thought to herself as she said this aloud. He turned his body towards her and she squeaked and covered her eyes.

"Gill!" she exclaimed, "Gill you are naked!" if she had been looking she would have seen him stand and reach for his Spiderman boxers sitting on the nightstand. Drawing them on he turned to look at her.

"We had sex last night. Umm..." he started not entirely sure of how to continue, of course he wanted this but he hadn't wanted this. He wanted Sara in all her glory which is what he had been given but now he couldn't remember a minute of it, not even a second.

"I'm sorry, I'm... I'm going to leave. Umm see you at work tonight." Spoken with an ambivalence that only he possessed. Slightly taken aback from the way in which the words rolled from his lips Sara watched him gather up his clothes and leave the room. She heard her front door open and close and she sat on the bed with a confused look in her eyes. She knew this would be how he would react, but had so hoped that maybe this time it would be different. She hoped that maybe once in his life he would own up to his mistakes and deal with them like a man. A sudden dawning of realisation hit her and she realised that she was his mistake. They had slept together and neither of them remembered anything, she didn't know if he seduced her or if she seduced him but either way it didn't matter, he thought that it was a mistake.

"Now I'm a slut" she said aloud to the universe. It wasn't fair. Her mind and body was telling her two different things, her mind was saying 'slut, how the hell could you sleep with him?' and her body was saying 'wow I feel good let's do it again.' To be honest with herself she had no idea which to listen to so instead she showered his scent off her body and got ready for work.