Can't Stay Away.
A/N: I know, I haven't updated anything in a loooong time. I'm doing exams in school, in 124 days to be exact. I'm the type to get really stressed, really easily, and study loads. I have been finding it hard to continue with my other fic's, so I decided to come up with a new one. Had a CSI marathon and viola, this is the resulting product.
So, just bare with me, I will update as often as possible.
I hope you all enjoy.
Disclaimer: nothing is mine, they are merely my puppets, to play with, and have some fun :D
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She had to leave, get away. Being close to him was impossible. The conflicting emotions that raged through her body when he was near was enough to keep her awake at night, just trying to calm down.
He infuriated her; the way he expected her to be there at the click of a finger, how he seemed to take nothing she did as of any value. Yet, at the same time, all she wanted to do was be close to him, to try her hardest, make him happy.
She loved him, she felt as if she always had and it was infuriating, because he knew it, yet he pushed her away, and then pulled her back to him. She came to Vegas for him, maybe with a little more than just work in her mind, and so far, she was bitterly disappointed.
It was for her own health, her sanity, that she requested the leave of absence.
Six months away, a year maybe if things went well. She could try out some new skills, meet some new people, try and forget about everything; about him. It seemed impossible, but Sara Sidle was an extremely stubborn woman, and she would do nothing but try.
When she asked for the leave, the best he could come up with was "The lab needs you." She didn't care about the lab! It wasn't what she wanted to hear. They words she wanted, what her body seemed to yearn for, was to hear him say that he needed her.
It never came.
She got the plant, she appreciated it greatly, but it just wasn't enough. Maybe it was the sentiment that went with it, 'Grissom'. It just showed how their relationship, if you could call it, lacked so much communication. There was nothing else that he could say, when she was leaving.
She stayed up that night, staring at the white card in her hand, with his name elegantly slanting upon the card that had come with the plant that was now sitting on her kitchen table.
She had come to her decision: she was going to go.
She had been offered a position with the FBI in the Criminal Investigation Division, in Washington, approximately two thousand four hundred and twenty miles away from Las Vegas, away from Grissom.
She had turned it down to come to Las Vegas when Grissom first asked, but with a quick call, she had found out the position was still open for her. She was pleased that her years learning self defence had come in useful as somthing that made her stand out against others who had applied. Not to mention her academic qualifications meant she was more than qualified.
She came to work early the next day, nothing unusual for her. She spoke to Ecklie first, and then to the Team. They of course had been shocked to find out that she was leaving. Especially that she was leaving in two days.
There had been tears, and laughs, and promises to keep in touch, to come back soon.
Grissom was the last person she spoke to, before she left the lab for at least the next six months.
She explained that she had to leave, she needed a new work environment. She wasn't lying, she needed to work somewhere where he wasn't, somewhere where she could think clearly for just a minute. Maybe even figure out what she wanted to do about them, if you could refer to them as that.
He opened his mouth, and for just a moment, Sara had thought there was something he was going to say, something important. Her heart had sped up, her mouth went dry as she waited in anticipation. He seemed have second thoughts, and closed it again, only a second later wishing her the best of luck, and reassuring her that her job would always be waiting for her.
With that, and an awkward goodbye, she turned from him and left the lab, not allowing herself to look back over her shoulder.
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A/N: Chapter one! How did ya'll enjoy it?
I dedicate this chapter to my lovely cat, Fluffy, who died this morning. RIP, Fluffy.
Send on some reviews, for Fluffy (:
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