Hey everyone! So here is my new story. I got the idea from the song Congratulations by Blue October and Falling Away With You by Muse. I don't want to give to much away but truthfully the summary kind of says it all, without telling you the whole story lol This will be a GSR story, but it will go SNICKER'sfor just a little while. Grissom is a little out of character so. It is my first romance/angst, so please bear with me. I'll try and UD every week, but that can aways change.
Thank you to by wonderful beta and best friend - PyschWardSiren. If you like Twilight too, you should def. check out her stories!
Disclaimer - I don't own CSI or any of the songs/bands I use...But I really wish that I did
That's pretty much it I think. If you have any questions let me know! Don't forget to review!
They'd been "officially" dating for almost a year now, and although they'd tried their best not to show it at work, they couldn't help when the occasional "honey" or "dear" would escape their lips.
No one on the team said anything about it, but of course they all knew. They'd noticed the change in both Grissom and Sara; the hushed conversations, the shared smiles, the gleam in their eyes when they looked to one another...Everything was going great, life was good, they where both happy. Well, up until that night...
Grissom and Catherine were working on a basic open and shut case. A man, Zack Haler, had been hit by a drunk driver and was killed. The scene was gruesome, to say the least. The driver walked away without a scratch on him, as was the case many times. They had been processing the scene for eight long hours and it was finally time to head back to the lab to finish processing the evidence and close the case.
"Have you notified the family yet?" Grissom asked Brass as he walked him and Catherine back to their cars.
"The only relative I could find was a sister, Amy Haler. I'm on my way to her house now. Figure it's late, or early enough to go over, whichever way you wanna look at." Brass answered as he glanced at his watch.
"I'll go with you." Grissom said, putting his kit in the back of the SUV.
"It's okay, Gil. No need for you to go with me. Go back to the lab, do whatever it is you do there and then get some sleep. You look like crap, by the way." Brass , smiling a little.
Grissom gave Brass a glare but had to admit that he really did need to get some sleep. "It's fine Jim. No need for you to suffer alone. I'll meet you back at the lab, okay Cath?" Grissom hated notifying the family with a passion, but he also didn't think it was right for Jim to have to do it alone.
"Sure. I'll grab Greg to help me process the rest of the evidence. See you later." Catherine said, getting into her SUV.
Brass and Grissom arrived at Amy Haler's house about twenty minutes later. It was 5:30 in the morning and this was one wake up call no one ever wanted to wake up too. After knocking a second time, they finally heard a click and the door opened to reveal a woman in her late thirties with deep blue eyes and long brown hair.
Brass loved his job...most of the time. This, however, was one of those times that he didn't like it. It was the one thing that he had to do almost every night he was on the job. It was the worst possible thing to have to go and tell someone that a person they loved had died. That they would never see them again. They would never hear their voice, feel their touch, or see their smile ever again.
Grissom could see the resemblance in Amy and her brother, but her brothers body was now bloody and broken and most likely lying on a cold slab in the morgue right now.
"Are you Amy Haler?" Brass asked, his voice soft and sympathetic, but it still held an edge of authority.
"Yes. What's going on?" Her eyes held worry and fear but her voice sounded strong and sure.
Grissom couldn't bear the thought of the news they where about to tell her. He knew it would surely crush her. It would cause her pain that no one should ever have to endure.
"Miss Haler. I'm very sorry to have to inform you that your brother was killed in a car accident late last night...I'm very sorry for your loss." Brass spoke the words he had been taught to say. Although they never seemed to do much good.
The color drained from her face. She looked Grissom right in the eye. "Zack?" His name came out just above a whisper.
Grissom clenched his jaw and nodded.
"Oh my God." She said quietly as silent tears began to run down her face as the news registered in her mind. Her knees gave way to her trembling body. Grissom put his arms around her to keep her from falling.
"It's okay." Grissom said, holding onto her tightly.
"Thank you." Amy whispered, still holding onto Grissom.
Amy started to get hold of her emotions again after a few minutes. Their eyes locked for a moment. Suddenly Grissom pulled away, realizing that he still had his arms wrapped around her. He cleared his throat quickly. "Is-is their anyone we can contact for you?"
Amy looked at Brass but brought her eyes back to Grissom. Amy thought it wrong, how she had just found out that her brother was dead, and yet here she was, unable to keep her eyes off the man who had come to tell her the news. Something about his look, his touch, that grasped her full attention. "No...No. Zack was the only family I had left. Our parents died when we were little. I-I hadn't seen him in years. About three months ago he just showed up out of nowhere. Said that he wanted to get to know me again, that he missed me." Her voice trailed off, leaving the three of them in a slightly uncomfortable silence.
Brass looked at Grissom and noticed that his eyes held something that he couldn't seem to place. Something that his eyes only held when he looked at Sara. Brass turned his attention back to Amy, "If their is anything you need, please don't hesitate to call." He said as he handed her his card.
"Thank you." She said, still looking at Grissom.
Brass turned to leave, purposefully brushing Grissom's arm to pull him out of whatever world he was lost in at the moment. Grissom shook his head and gave a small and yet sad smile to Amy before turning to leave. Once the two were back in the car and on their way to the lab Brass turned to Grissom. "You alright?"
"What?"
Brass looked at him again. He had the same look on his face he always does when something is bothering him that he can't quite seem to figure out.. "Are you alright?"
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine." He answered, glancing over at Brass. But judging by the look on Brass' face, he didn't believe him.
The ironic thing was, Grissom didn't believe himself either.
Grissom sat in his office, staring at the report in his hands. His eyes were moving over the words, but he wasn't reading them. What was it about her? He couldn't stop thinking about Amy...And it was beginning to get to him. Something about the look in her eyes when he had held her. Something that had just...clicked. He had this deep underlying urge to see her again. To hear her voice, feel her touch.
He shook his head, trying to rid those thoughts from his mind. He was dating Sara. He loved Sara. Someday he wanted to marry her.
Then why? Why could he not keep his thoughts from wondering back to Amy? He'd tried to focus on the case, but his thoughts kept drifting back to her. The way her hair fell around her shoulders. How her eyes held such crisp and powerful emotion. How her hands where so small and delicate. How she smelled of wild lavender and-
'What am I doing? What in the hell am I doing?'Grissom thought as his breathe caught at his thought.. His heart was beating twice as fast. Not because of what he was thinking, but because it was him that was thinking it. Because he was the guy that always played it safe in relationships. Never moved to fast. Never made choices he wasn't sure about. He'd never been the kind of guy to cheat, not that this was cheating, but it just felt wrong to him, and yet he couldn't stop.. To even think of another woman in that way. But here he was, thinking of Amy Haler...And that was scaring him.
There was a soft knock on the door but he didn't hear it. He was to wrapped up in his own thinking to even notice when Sara had opened the door. He didn't even realize that he wasn't alone until her voice penetrated his deep thoughts.
"Are you okay Gil? You look a little pale." She said, giving him a half smile. The one that he loved with such a great passion.
Grissom tried to smile back at her, but the action seemed awkward and out of place for some reason. He was sure that his sad attempt at a smile looked horribly wrong. "Oh..Just lost in thought. Sorry."
Sara tilted her head and looked at him quizzically, but decided to just let it go. "Alright. Well I just ran into Cath and she said you had an open and shut case, so I was wondering if you wanted to go grab some lunch with me, her, Nick and Warrick?"
Grissom thought for a moment before replying, "Um...No. No, that's okay. I uh I need to get some paper work finished up here...You know, before Ecklie starts to give me his 'for the good of the lab'speech again." Grissom felt a rush of guilt flow throughout his body upon seeing the hurt look on Sara's face. He couldn't believe he had just lied to right to her face.
"Yeah....Yeah, that's okay. I know if I were you I wouldn't want to hear Ecklie's speech, again." Sara smiled at him again, but Grissom noticed it wasn't the same one that she had given him only moments before. "I'll see you at home then?" She said, heading for the door.
Grissom only nodded, he wasn't going to try to smile again. Afraid that it would cause too many questions from Sara that he really didn't want to answer. Not that he even had the answers anyway. He heard the door close behind her. He took off his glasses and rubbed his forehead and sat there for a few moments. Trying to get a grip on what he had just done and what he was doing.
Grissom knew that he wasn't thinking in his right mind when the idea came to him. He knew he should think about this logically. That he was making a huge mistake. And he also knew that it was wrong. Very wrong. But some part of him, the part that was of course winning, wanted to do it. For once in his life, he wanted to ignore his conscience and just act on pure, raw, emotion.
Before he could give himself another moment to think, he grabbed his keys and jacket and headed for the door. His heart told him to follow Sara. To go have a nice lunch with his team. But he didn't.
Grissom got in his car and drove to the house. He was surprised at how easily he found it, since he had only been there once before. He sat in his car, staring at his reflection in the rear view mirror. It felt so wrong. He loved Sara. He really and truly did. But this...was something new. Exciting. Exhilaration. It was like nothing he had ever done before. And he had to do it. Something deep inside him was telling him to just do it.
So without another glance in the mirror, he got out and walked up to the door. He knocked once and then Amy opened the door. She smiled at him. She didn't ask what he was doing there. She didn't ask if everything was okay. She just opened the door farther to let him in. He smiled back at her and from that moment on, he never looked back.
Please let me know what you think!