Let Love In

Summary: The world is breaking around Sara. Ecklie has gotten wind of the office romance and threatens everything she's has worked for. Plus a seven year old close case sets free the killer that has Sara set on edge. Will she make it through this or will she fall of the edge of reason? GSR/Brass and Sara Friendship.

Disclaimer: Somebody owns this, that somebody is not me.

Chapter One

Her lips curved upward as his hand crept up her side. She could feel the fire through the touch of his hand but it was the look in his eye that made her burn. He had cornered her against the wall, his heated gaze moving up and down her thin clad body.

"Stop it." She muttered but his lips just arched upward. "Why?" He asked, his other hand joining his brother on her hips.

"One, we're at a charity Ball with the under sheriff, Ecklie-Not to mention the major." His eyebrow hiked up, "The major's here?" He gave a turn of his head, mocking her words. "Two, if we're found god knows what will happen."

Yet her words had no effect on him. His hands crept higher and her eyes nearly fluttered close. "I just want a kiss." His whisper sent his breath rolling down her neck. One eye lazily opened and her own grin smeared onto her face. "Then kiss me." Her voice was barely heard over the playing band.

If his hands hadn't pinned her to the wall, she swore she would be on the ground at the moment. His lips sent her blood boiling. She could feel her own hands creeping up his chest. Just a kiss, she thought as his tongue entered her mouth. Just a kiss my ass. His hands were suddenly cupping her face and she was drowning in him. Her hands clutched the front of his evening suit, hoping to save her from falling into deep. His lips finally left hers but didn't move themselves from her being. They moved down the side of her face to her neck. Without even meaning to, she leaned her head back, her eyes slowly opening.

The painful shove brought him back. He pulled away and looked at her in bewilderment. She was staring over his shoulder in horror and he turned, his stomach immediately dropping in doing so. Ecklie stood there, his eyes a bit wide and his lips slightly parted. He stood there and she swore it was forever before he turned, walking away from them.

She kept her self up by holding onto the wall, her eyes still watching the spot where Ecklie had stood. A wave of discomfort crashed upon her. She turned her gaze to the back of his head, his body looking tense. "I should-""Go." He finished for her. She nodded and walked passed him instantly without another word. Her exit seemed to have gone unnoticed, which she was slightly grateful for, and her way down to the parking went quietly. Once safely in her car she was hit with the realization that their secret was now discovered and in her mind, this couldn't end happily.

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Nick Stokes could sense trouble 3 miles away, Sara learned. Warrick Brown always seemed to have the right things to say when troubles arise. And Catherine Willows always gave the 'I told you so' look when the time was not right. Greg…Well Greg always wanted a peace treaty in the work place. He didn't like trouble. And Sara couldn't blame the kid. She didn't like trouble either but it seemed that trouble always found her.

Today trouble reeked the halls, the smell lingering in the break room, the halls, and Grissom's office. The locker room seemed to be the only place for her to stay. For the first time she felt afraid to face this problem. No, afraid wasn't a close enough word. Petrified. That was a great word to explain it. She was petrified. And it wasn't of Ecklie. It was of him. Of Grissom and his terminology of how he would fix this. Her eyes closed and her head slipped into her hands. This was up to him and her heart wished it wasn't.

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His glasses were slipping down his nose at a fast rate while he looked over his assignments. Regular DB, a decomp, and a Robbery. He would be pairing tonight. His mind, lucky him, had been everywhere but the issue at hand. He had steered clear of Ecklie, not know if he was looking for him or not. He checked his calls carefully, even though there had not been many, and his pager. Paranoia was gripping him, he noticed. In his mind he hoped that Ecklie thought he had imagined the whole incident..

He pushed his glasses higher and slipped behind his desk. He picked up a few files and set them aside before tackling his paperwork. If he could calm his nerves before setting off to cases tonight, it would be better for everyone. He hadn't been able to bring himself to Sara. What he had done was completely the opposite of what he should have done. He had returned to the party for 20 more minutes, not bring himself to confront Ecklie before leaving and spent the rest of the night pacing. Not a great start.

"Grissom?" The CSI looking up from his work to his door. Ecklie stood there, his arms crossed in a stern stance. So much for hiding. "Conrad. " He said as pleasantly as he could. Ecklie didn't smile his normal sickly smile. He frowned deeply and took a step in, closing the door. Grissom sighed and looked down at the papers in front of him.

"We need to talk-" Grissom raised his eyebrow, "Really?" He mocked and caught his tongue. If Ecklie was going to give him hell he would try not to piss him off anymore then he was. Ecklie walked forward, easing himself in a chair. "About the other night…"

Grissom looked up at him once more, his mouth staying firmly shut. He wasn't going to say anything. He figured he would let Ecklie talk his way and maybe Grissom could a few words in at the end. Ecklie wanted for Grissom's reply and when there was none, he sighed. "What you did…could have disgraced the lab." His words cut through Grissom's mind and he reframed himself from looking stunned. "Being engaged with a fellow CSI in that kind of way is…unbelievable. What if the Sheriff saw? The Major?" He raised his voice at the mention of the major.

"Ecklie-" "Gil, I knew you were close with her and I ignored it. That was bad on my part. I should have stopped before you two got ahead of each other." He paused, watching his words take effect. "And…" Grissom slowly drawled out. Ecklie stood and leaned across the desk. "Gil, your entering dangerous ground. If you don't end this now…I'll have to end one of you…Who do you think the lab needs more?" He said, his words weighing heavy in the air. "Think about it, Gil." He turned and exited out door.

Grissom sat there for a moment, taking it all in. Finally his eyes closed shut, ignoring the sounds of the lab. This was bad. He thought. His hand came up, removed his glasses allowing him to rub the bridge of his nose.

'If you don't end this now…l'll have to end one of you…'

TBC

A/N: I hope you'll enjoy this story as much as I'll enjoy writing it. Please don't forget to review and tell me what you think. Thanks!