A/N: So, this is my first attempt at writing a fanfiction, although I write frequently in my free time, so that will help ensure no grammatical/spelling errors considering I'll be triple checking everything I write (yay OCD tendencies! xD ). This is my thoughts on how Grissom and Sara got together in San Francisco, because everything I've read hasn't been right in my mind; I'm attempting to not go OOC, but it may happen. I'm kind of nervous about this, so please review and let me know what you think so I can decide to continue it or not. If I continue (based on reviews) I will update regularly, at least once a week, more as the summer gets closer and I get out of school and track. So yeah, just make sure to review and I hope you enjoy =).
Chapter 1:
Sara stood in front of her closet clad in a plush towel, goosebumps visible on her skin as she was slowly hit by the cool breeze emanating from the air conditioner. She grabbed a dark purple tank top and pair of mid thigh length khaki shorts, slipping them on while sliding into a pair of flip flops that matched her shirt and throwing her hair up in a quick ponytail to avoid the frizz that would happen when her damp hair hit the warm muggy air of San Francisco. Hurrying out the door, Sara grabbed a granola bar, messenger bag and her keys, making sure to lock the door on the way out she hurried to the lecture in Donahue Hall across campus.
As she strolled into the great lecture hall she noticed that she had just made it on time and most of the seats were filled so she shuffled to the front of the hall and took a seat in the front row directly in front of where the speaker would be at his podium and pulled out a bottle of water to nurse and a notebook. Sara quickly scrawled Entomology in forensics at the top o f the page and looked up to take in her surroundings for the first time. At the small desk next to the podium sat a gorgeous man in his thirties with curly brown hair that was slightly gray at the temples, a pair of glasses that slid down his nose endearingly, black slacks, dark blue polo with the top button undone and in his hand a stack of note cards; he looked up, feeling the heat of someone's gaze and Sara had the air leave her lungs as the bluest pair of eyes she had ever seen looked at her making the man give a crooked smirk and blush before looking back down at his notes. Several minutes later the man stood and approached the podium looking slightly nervous but with an air of knowledge and experience that made Sara want to know more about him. He cleared his throat and began speaking: "Good afternoon everyone, my name is Dr. Gil Grissom. Today we will cover the basics of entomology as it is seen in forensics. Sit tight and make sure to take notes. Let's begin." He finished with a small smile, giving away his joy in the subject being discussed. Sara took studious notes the entire time, drawn in by his voice that went down like a smooth glass of Irish whiskey and blushing every time he would make eye contact with her and smile.
"Thank you for coming, I look forward to seeing you all again tomorrow for the next part of the lecture." Sara began to slowly put her things away, waiting for the rest of the students to file out and watching Dr. Grissom gather his notes and putting them in his bag. Once the last few students were leaving she approached him nervously. "Um, hi, I was just wondering if I could ask a few questions, you know, about the uh, lecture." He smiled at her and took his glasses off, placing them on the desk and looking her over from head to toe; purple flip flops that matched her tank top perfectly and accented her khaki shorts, long tanned legs that seemed to go on forever, small lithe frame, long slender neck perfect for nuzzling, beautiful brown hair that begged to have hands run through it, brown doe eyes that were tender and caring and beneath a set of lips that he so badly wanted to kiss after first glance were a set of pearly whites that had a small gap between the front teeth that was endearing for some reason. "Of course." She smiled "Ok so," he held up a hand for her to stop and she deflated a little, mouth turning downwards in confusion "Sorry, but there's another speaker coming in a few minutes. I'd love to answer your questions though, and I haven't eaten lunch yet, would you be up for having Q and A over lunch?" Feeling a sense of relief that he wasn't shutting her down and butterflies swoop into her belly at the thought of lunch with this intelligent and sexy man she nodded and smiled brightly "Of course." With that they set out for the small diner right off of campus, taking in the bright warming sun of the San Francisco afternoon.