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Life in the Shoes of a Paper Doll

(Part Two)

"Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They're shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, fleeting glimpse of eternity, and flash they're gone."

(Five Years later)

The sun beat down on El Paso Texas as the summer dominated the sky. A rabble of people made their way around the tables set up in the conference rooms of the Camino Hotel taking in the information that was on offer. Members of the forensic world looked on in awe as new technology changed everything they thought they knew about their jobs.

Greg sipped the bottle of water he had been handed as he walked in and looked around with limited interest. The warmth of the sun, the sleepless flight and the unreasonably long shift he'd worked before he'd left Las Vegas had not put him in the best of moods. His eyes surveyed the room with cynicism as he watched law enforcement officers and lab techs from all over the country mingle. Greg almost dropped the bottle in his hand when he saw her. Sara. She stood in the centre of the room with an expression that mirrored his. It had been five long years since he had last seen her, it had been five years since that night. Her eyes met his across the room and it was as if the world had stopped moving, as if everyone around them had disappeared into nothingness.

Sara felt her heart jump into her throat as Greg's hazel eyes studied her slowly figuring out how to respond to her presence. A small smile tugged at his lips, a smile she couldn't help but respond to. She thought of the number of nights that had passed from the last time she had seen him, her chest constricting as she tried to breathe taking small steps towards him.

He looked good- the suit he wore clung to his shoulders as if there was no one else it was meant for. His eyes shone with life as he kept his gaze on her. The top few buttons of his baby blue shirt were undone showing a part of his chest, and Sara couldn't help but let her eyes settle on his tan skin. The taste of cinnamon settled in her mouth as she remembered clinging to his naked body in the Las Vegan morning light. She glanced up meeting his eye again and responded with a nervous smile.

"Hi..." She spoke slowly her hands gripping the bottle of water in tightly.

"Hey..." Greg smiled his eyes not leaving her face embarrassing her slightly. She looked beautiful. The Texas sun had kissed her skin, her cheeks slightly pink and the gloss of heat glimmering on her collar bone. She was wearing black cropped shorts and thin white vest top that clung to her curves, her skin yearning to be touched. She leant forwards embracing him and Greg found himself reciprocating not knowing what else to do.

"I've been living in Duluth, Minnesota- not used to the heat." Sara said awkwardly explaining her attire as she glanced around at the other convention goers in suit's and other formal choices of clothing.

"I see..." Greg nodded with an awkward smile. He wanted to ask her so many questions about her life since that night but for some reasons the words wouldn't form on his tongue as he stood there his breath taken away by her beauty as if it were the first time he were meeting her.

"You...want to get out of here?" She asked her coffee coloured eyes filled with an emotion Greg couldn't read.

"Yeah...I do..." He nodded casting his eye over the room to see if anyone was watching them.

They walked silently and slowly together towards the hotel bar- Dome- their feet decided where they went. Greg glanced over at Sara every so often attempting to figure out exactly what he should say to her. The gold of her wedding band caught his eye and in that moment his heart sunk a bit as he realised that they were still in the same position they had been in five years ago. He turned away and glanced ahead focusing on where they were going rather than where they had been. It was the touch of Sara's hand that increased his heart rate- she slowly intertwined her fingers with his.

The blue glass of the Dome above them and the red lamp shades created romantic lighting as jazz played softly through the speaker system. The high notes of the saxophone creating a live atmosphere as people sipping cocktails and talked about important business kept in their own bubbles of space. Greg held on to Sara's hand tighter leading her towards the bar.

"Can I get two beers?" He asked politely waiting for the bar tender to place two green bottles on the bar.

"Thanks." Greg paid for them and indicated to a table in the corner away from everyone else. They sat themselves down awkwardly taking sips from their beers not knowing exactly what to say to each other.

"So how have you been?" Sara asked her eyes shining in the dim lighting.

"Well... still in Vegas... you?" He answered shortly realising that in the last five years life hadn't brought him much excitement.

"You know...here and there...Grissom lectures all over the place, so I've just been travelling." Sara replied. Greg simply just nodded not wanting to know how things were between Sara and Grissom knowing that it would break his heart to hear how happy she was.

"I've missed you..." Her voice was sultry as she ran her hand down his arm, her eyes intensely focused on catching his gaze. Her lips were slightly parted, the gloss she had painted over them inciting him. He slowly found himself leaning closer to her as though she was pulling him in, enchanting him with her lips and that look in her eye.

"I've missed you too." he almost whispered close to her ear the thin curls tickling the soft skin as he moved them with his breath.

"...I'm in town by myself this week" she hummed, as the soft skin of her face brushed against his. His heart rate increased a tremendous amount; he could feel the blood coursing through his veins as he realized what she was suggesting.

"I... could keep you company... if you want me too that is..." he stumbled over his sentence not entirely sure why she made him feel so nervous after all this time.

"I'd like that" she whispered, her fingers lacing through his as her lips caressed the sensitive skin below his ear and he knew in that moment he realised could do absolutely nothing to break the spell she had cast over him. She stood up tugging at his hand pulling him up with her leading her out of the bar in the way she had led him to her bedroom five years ago.

They walked past crowds of people keeping their heads down hoping no one they knew would notice them. They took the elevator up to Sara's room anticipation settling in their stomachs as they stood beside each other. Once they were in the confines of the room with the door locked Greg wasted no time pulling her towards him his lips on hers with desperation. She gave everything he was giving kissing him back hard. Her dainty fingers had already began working on undoing the buttons on his shirt before he had a chance to catch up his hands going straight to the clasp on her shorts pushing them down her legs.

Greg let her step out of her shoes before he pushed her up against the wall providing him with just the fiction he needed his teeth gently biting into her neck as his hands roamed under her top. Sara closed her eyes, rolling her head back at the feel of the rough skin of his palms against her hips, her stomach inching slowly up to her breasts. She clung to his shoulders relying on him to hold her up as he pulled her vest top over her head and threw it aside their bodies pressed up against each other as they kissed. Greg prised Sara's lips open his tongue exploring inside of her mouth as he undid his own belt buckle.

He took a moment to steal a glance at her as he removed his trousers, his attempted to remember the number of times he had imagined this day, he had never anticipated needing her as much as he did in that moment. Greg dipped his head placing kisses along her collar bone as he undid her bra adding it to the pile of unwanted barriers between the two of them. Sara gasped as he began massaging and kissing her breasts with the need to feel every inch of her body. Her hands clasped behind his head, pulling him closer to her body. The heat of his kisses unlocking lust she never knew she had.

"Greg..." She moaned bringing to life all of the memories he had kept hidden as his hand slipped into her panties. He rubbed over her at a maddeningly slow pace as he flicked his tongue down her neck like wildfire. She was helpless to him in those moments as he controlled every one of her moves pinning one of her wrists against the wall.

"Please...Greg...now..." Sara whimpered realising that she needed him more now than she had ever done before. Greg stopped the torture removing the final two items of clothing that were in their way. Sara braced herself as he positioned himself between her legs slowly sliding into her his eyes never leaving her as he did so. They both stilled for a moment drinking in the details of that moment the pink flushes to their skin, their pupils dilated with lust and their lips silent calls for each other. Greg hooked one of her long legs over his elbow before he began thrusting at an intense pace.

Sara groaned as her whole body melted into his embrace, the tension being released as her walls tightened around him. Greg thrusted a few more times before going over the edge himself her name escaping past his lips as he pulled her exhausted body into his arms. She collapsed into him with complete trust. Greg carried Sara to the bed where they collapsed sharing soft kisses tangled together.

The purple light of dusk shone through the window lighting up the bed where they laid intertwined not being able to let go of each other. Sara rested her head on Greg's chest listening to the sound of his beating heart as if it were speaking to her in Morse code. She glanced up to see him looking down at her his soulful eyes filled with melancholia. They had been laying in silence neither one of them wanting to break the crystalline atmosphere they had created. Sara rested her chin on Greg's chest watching his expression as he brushed her hair away from her face, his tenderness making her heart well up.

"We...need to be more careful..." she whispered to him. "...A...lot of people Grissom knows...are here..."

His heart dropped at the mention of her husband's name but he acknowledged that she was right and nodding slightly. She rested her head against his chest and wrapped her arms around his body tightly holding onto him because she was scared of losing him.

"Maybe...we could go somewhere...just you and me..." She muttered into his skin her fingertips dancing on his arm.

"Sure..." he replied speaking for the first time, his voice sounding as bitter-sweet as hers. "Where do you want to go?"

"Rome..." She said in a low voice, the name vibrating against his heart.

"We could go to Rome..." He indulged her, recognising her sadness. Greg began to wonder if her husband was still as distant as he had been before, if he still broke her heart with everyone of his thoughtless actions.

"You promise..." a tear stung her eyes as looked up at him and realised that it could never be.

"I promise..." He assured her softly kissing her forehead. Greg knew in that moment that he would promise her the world if it would make her feel better, if it would make her happy. After all of this time, she deserved to be happy.

Sara pulled herself up so her body was parallel to Greg's, leaning down she placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Pausing for a moment to memorise his face she let him roll her onto her back his body covering every inch of hers. He kissed her passionately hoping he was doing enough to remind her that she was still alive, that she was still capable of love. She let him take control of her body, her brown eyes shining up at him with complete trust.

Greg gently turned her on to her stomach his hand rested above her shoulders as he kissed the back of her neck and sensitive patch of skin just below her ears. Sara's thighs fell apart involuntarily providing space for his legs. He kissed the plains of her back down to the curve of her spine and then up again to her neck. She shivered beneath him never having experienced such tenderness from any previous lover.

"Are you ready?" He whispered into her ear not wanting to hurt her, the amount he cared for her causing a lump to build up in her throat. Sara found that all she could do was nod her approval. Taking her cue Greg slowly entered her making her gasp as his body warmth covered her. She flicked her ankles together behind his legs; almost every inch of their skin touching. Greg began slowly moving in and out of her hitting her sweet spot every time, kissing her shoulders and her neck as he did so. He continued at a steady pace wanting to make their imperfect peace last. She grew steadily tighter his name escaping her lips as she climaxed her body completely at the mercy of this one man. Greg finished almost simultaneously remaining silent as his love for her crossed his mind.

Greg moved over giving Sara space to let her breathing calm down before waiting for her to crawl back into his arms- a place where she belonged.

They spent the night sleeplessly sharing kissing wishing on stars that the realities of life would simply just melt away.