Title: Making the Unbearable Bearable

Disclaimer: I own nothing (but my 19th birthday is coming up in a few months...think I have any chance of getting them? No? I didn't think so). The characters are the property of Jerry Bruckheimer and Anthony E. Zuiker theirs to do with as they wish (though I would like to severely hurt them after "Nesting Dolls" and "Unbearable"). I am making no money off of their ideas (or mine for that matter but that's beside the point) so please don't sue me...I'm a student, I'm broke enough as it is!

Summary: GSR - I hated "Unbearable" because I'm a major fan of Griss and Sara and I intensely dislike Sofia so here are my version of events. Possible spoilers for "Unbearable", "Nesting Dolls" and basically any episode of CSI ever.

A/N: I want to hurt the writers and producers after "Unbearable" but seeing as I live in Canada and on the east coast that's not exactly feasible so instead I am taking the liberty of using the characters MY way :evil grin: I live for reviews...no flames please and if you're not a fan of GSR back away quickly now...you have been warned. Oh and words in italics are the thoughts of characters.

Rating: Probably somewhere in the realm of PG-13 to R-ish depending on how many reviews I get...

Chapter One: Revolving Door

Sara walked slowly out to her Tahoe in the parking lot, I can't believe that man! I mean when I said he might be too late I never thought I'd actually feel that way and then he goes and asks out that bitch? This is so not fair. I've threatened to resign before but I always knew he'd convince me to stay, now I'm not so sure. Maybe this is the end of the road for us. He's obviously decided that I'm not what he wants and even if I do really want him it doesn't matter. She unlocked the doors and slid into the drivers seat. Tipping her head back to rest against the seat she tried to slow her breathing and calm the fury boiling inside her. And then out they came, Sofia and Grissom walking side by side each to their own cars only to head off in the same direction even though Grissom lived in the opposite direction. I cannot believe I let him convince me to talk about my childhood! I did not want to dredge up the past and so he comes over and acts all sweet and very un-Grissom and I break down and tell him everything and then he goes out with HER? I guess he doesn't want someone damaged... The tears that had been threatening to spill ever since she heard Grissom ask Sofia to dinner now came in a torrent of sobs.

"FUCK YOU GRISSOM! I HATE YOU!"

:tap tap:Sara turned to see Catherine standing outside her door. Sara rolled the window down, "What do you want Cath?" she spat, still seething with anger. Catherine winced,

"Uh well the very loud expletive screamed from here a moment ago kind of got my attention. Why don't we go grab some breakfast and have some girl talk? I'll get Nicky and Warrick to cover for me."

"I'm fine Catherine, thank you for your concern. I'm just going to go home and forget about this lab and everything related to it. Oh and if you happen to see Grissom tell him to expect my resignation on his desk first thing tonight." With that she rammed the car into gear and sped off, leaving Catherine standing confused in a cloud of dust. What in hell has that stupid man gone and done now? I thought we'd gotten past all this! I swear to God if the lab loses a CSI like Sara because of his idiotic mind games I'll kill him!

At the Bellagio:

Grissom and Sofia were seated at a table in a quiet corner of the restaurant. Grissom was nervously fiddling with the cuff of his jacket sleeve, What am I doing here? I don't want to be here, I just wanted to take Sara...fuck not Sara, Sofia why can't get my mind off of her? Because you love her you big idiot. Some part of his brain replied. This was supposed to be a casual dinner between co-workers. Not a romantic date or something! I have no interest in Sofia but what if this is sending her mixed messages? I hope Sara doesn't find out about this before I can explain it to her. I have to leave...this isn't where I wan to be.

"Sofia? I've..." Grissom trailed off as his cell phone vibrated against his leg, "Sorry, it's Catherine I've got to take this." He saw the look in Sofia's eyes as he walked off, shit she definitely has the wrong idea about this. "Grissom," he answered Catherine's call.

"Gilbert Grissom what the fuck did you do now? I'm on my way into the lab and what do I find in Sara's Tahoe but her screaming about how much she hates you! And to top it all off she's bawling her eyes out and you're no where to be found! What did you do Gil? She told me that she's resigning...again but I'm pretty damn sure she means it this time Gil. I told you to fix this. You don't want to lose her, I know you don't, she's a damn good CSI and she's fallen head over heels for you and you've still got your head so far into a fucking microscope you probably wouldn't notice if she was standing naked in front of you! Fix this, Gil. It's now or never and you had sure as hell better not pick never!" Catherine's tirade ended with her breathing hard and fast. Grissom was sure that if she could have strangled him over the phone line she would have. He flicked his phone shut without a word to the seething woman on the other end. Fuck how did Sara find out about this? Oh shit what if she overheard me ask but doesn't understand why? I have to go. Grissom headed for the door at the speed of light, pausing only long enough to ask a waiter to relay a message to Sofia,

"Tell her I have to go...there's something I have to do and I'm sorry if I gave her the wrong impression about tonight. Oh and tell her the lab will miss her." He raced from the building, waiting impatiently for the valet to bring his car around. He leapt into the drivers seat and sped off towards Sara's apartment as fast as he could.

TBC...

A/N: Please review! It gives me motivation to write! I'll try for updates once a week but I can't promise anything...