Disclaimer: See first chapter.

A/N: You guys are just amazing! I had posted this story late last night and I was really unsure about it but before I even went to bed I already had a review alert. Thank you sooooo much! I like this drabble a lot more, and its a bit longer. My goal is to post one chapter a day but because this is a work in progress and school starts up again tomorrow I'm not sure how that will go over. I may have to print out lyrics and then write it in school. It could work ;) Oh and this is not beta'd. If you find an error please tell me because they frustrate me too. Enjoy!

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Sparks Fly

Drop everything now
Meet me in the pouring rain
Kiss me on the sidewalk
Take away the pain

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It was a chilly almost winter in Vegas, but not cold enough to turn rain into snow. Sara had always loved the rain, even her time in the desert under that red mustang hadn't changed that, though thunderstorms made her jumpy.

Feet tucked beneath her on the wicker chair & protected from the rain by the short overhang, Sara gazed out at the street, watching water pool in the dips of the blacktop. Listening to the pitter patter of the pouring rain, she tucked the blanket beneath her chin, her head supported by the heel of her hand. There was something soothing about a rainstorm, maybe it was the sound of rain hitting the ground, or maybe it was the idea of everything being washed clear for a new start, erasing the events of the previous days.

As she watched the raindrops dance in puddles, Sara's thoughts drifted to the events of the night before. The remains of a mother and daughter were found dumped in the desert. After they were ID'ed, the story unraveled rather quickly with little actual investigative work. The husband/father was quick to confess that he had left the bodies in the desert. He also admitted to having shot them both while he was drunk, trying to use his impaired mental state as an excuse. Sara was disgusted with his actions, excusing herself from the interrogation room and leaving a concerned Grissom behind to watch as the man was cuffed. The senseless murders tugged at her heart, especially because there had been numerous domestic violence reports from concerned neighbors, yet nothing had ever come of them.

She did not swipe at the tears that had fallen from her eyes, instead Sara stood up from her chair and bounded down the porch steps. With her eyes opened, she tilted her face up to the sky. Letting the rain wash over her and disguise her tears. With her arms out at her sides, and still looking up at the sky , she spun around, twirling in the rain.

So caught up in her little dance, she did not hear the front door open and Grissom come outside until he was a few feet from her.

"What in the world are you doing?" he said, his voice soft, not accusing. Sara stopped spinning and gave a slightly off balanced shrug. Her red rimmed eyes were obvious to him, though he could not distinguish her tears from the raindrops clinging to her face. She was soaked right through to her bones but Grissom didn't hesitate when he cradled her face in his hands and pressed his body to hers. He touched his lips to hers with a gentle pressure. The kiss was broken when Sara was startled by a loud clap of thunder, neither of them had noticed the brief flash of lightening a few seconds earlier.

With a surprised shriek, Sara grabbed his hand and pulled him with her as she sprinted back inside the house.

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A/N: So what did you guys think? Am I leaving the chapters to open ended? I hope you liked this one as much as I do! Please review, it means so much to me to hear what you guys think. Even a simple smiley or frowny face would make me happy ;)