Title: Crime Scene Love

Author: loubric

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimers: I have no rights to CSI. It belongs to CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Anthony Zuicker and any number of persons and entities other than me. No infringement is intended in any way, and this story is not for profit. The storyline, however is mine so please don't use it without my permission!

A/N: This particular story is a follow up to The Next Level. It is also loosely set during the beginning of season 6, throughout which a serious and physical relationship between Grissom and Sara begins and is evident but is unknown between the rest of the staff. While writing this story I have been obsessing over "Crazy For You" by Madonna - kinda sets the mood! I would appreciate any constructive criticism. Positive and negative feedback is always welcome :)

The end of the shift was drawing to a close and Sara and Grissom had been sneaking glances at each other throughout the whole night.

Finally Sara couldn't take the suspense and silence any longer "Hey Gris… our shift is almost over, do you wanna go and get something to eat…?" she smiled shyly and waited for his answer.

He raised his eyebrows and a grin appeared on his face.

"Hell yeah, pancakes topped with bacon sounds awesome…" Greg bellowed as he stormed through Grissom's office door.

Sara shrugged apologetically at Grissom as the rest of the gang came in and nodded in agreement at Sara's breakfast suggestion.

"Seriously though.." Grissom said as his team stood around his desk. "Have you all got time for breakfast….?

The shouting, nodding of heads and general ruckus gave him the impression that breakfast was definitely top of the list for the morning.

Grissom sighed and suppressed a smile "….. Well in that case, I'm buying…." the rest of his sentence was drowned out by Greg whooping, Warrick and Nick slapping high fives and Sara and Catherine cheering.

"What's got into you boss….?" Warrick asked questioningly "….Got yourself a girlfriend…" Grissom stared at him with a stone cold expression that made the rest of his team laugh out loud as they left his office.

Sara bent down to tie her shoe lace, so as to be left behind. Once Grissom was sure that everyone was out of earshot he murmured "…. You know Sara, you shouldn't bend down in front of me like that …. It might give me the wrong impression.." he added slyly.

Sara laughed flirtatiously as she stood up and stepped up to him "…..and we wouldn't want that would we…..?" she touched his cheek lightly and then left the room leaving him standing in wonderment.

He followed her out the room and watched her walk down the almost empty corridor towards the parking lot, his heart beating faster as he had flash backs from the locker room hours earlier.

Sara could feel his eyes burning into the back of her as she walked across the street to the restaurant where everyone was meeting for breakfast. Her cheeks flushed slightly and her face broke out into a huge smile as memories of their first kiss came flooding back. She stopped and waited for him to catch up to her.

"You didn't have to stop, I was really enjoying the … uh scenery…" he whispered. She smiled up at him "Well, then you'll definitely like what I have to show you later…." the look on his face gave her immense satisfaction as she entered the restaurant.

Half an hour later, everyone was digging into their breakfast and chatting about their weekend plans.

Greg was wolfing down his buttermilk pancakes and expressing his delight about a concert he was going to on Sunday night. "…The band is amazing …..drummer ….. great beat ……." the majority of the sentence was lost between bites of bacon and everyone laughed at his enthusiasm, for the concert and his breakfast.

Sara was sitting between Greg and Grissom enjoying her veggie omelet. Putting her knife and fork down she reached across the table for the salt and purposely brushed her breasts against Grissom's arm making him flinch, in embarrassment.

Two can play at that game thought Grissom.

She carried on eating and nearly gasped out loud as she felt Grissom's right hand lightly touch her leg. His touch was like fire and she had to stop herself from ravaging him right in front of everybody.

She laughed out loud at the thought and everyone at the table stopped dead and stared at her in complete confusion, even Grissom.

"Sorry .." she mumbled and tried to hide her flushed complexion.

Grissom suppressed a smile as he drank his coffee.

Hours later in the lab Grissom walked around the corner and ran smack into Sara. They both looked at each other with eyes full of lust. He looked at her from head to toe and smiled at what he saw.

Sara was wearing navy blue overalls covered in black oil, obviously from a car engine.

"Well Miss Sidle I must confess that you make overalls look extremely sexy…" he said softly.

Sara felt her heart beat faster as she smiled up at him. "Why thank you Gilbert…" she added coyly.

"I am glad I bumped into you though, I need you to get cleaned up and come help me collect evidence at a possible murder scene down town." he said as he admired her slim body.

"Sure, give me 15 minutes and I'll be ready…" she replied as she headed for the locker room to get cleaned up.

30 minutes later Sara and Grissom were climbing the stairs of their crime scene and stopped at the top of the landing. They stood in front of a set of dark wooden doors carved out with beautiful and exquisitely detailed patterns.

Grissom pushed open the doors and they walked through into what was obviously the master bedroom. The heavy doors swung closed with a bang and Sara jumped in surprise. She put her finger print kit down on the floor and lunged forward as her torch rolled away from her. Grissom was trying to concentrate on the scene but was engrossed with what he saw below him, Sara's chest.

In her rush to get dressed she had forgotten to button up her shirt all the way and had decided to use this to her advantage. Leaning a little more forward to give Grissom a better view of her breasts she grabbed her torch and slowly stood up.

"Sara … now is not the time…" Grissom practically growled as she stood inches away from him.

"Why not …? I think…" she pushed him slowly "…..now…." she pushed him another step back "… is ……the…perfect…" she pushed him one last time and he felt himself fall down onto a plush chair "….time…"

For some, it might have seemed weird but to Sara and Grissom, they only had eyes for each other. In the dimly lit room Sara walked over to the doors and quietly locked the door, she felt Grissom watching her and their eyes locked as she walked towards him.

She straddled his lap and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her heaving chest. Grissom removed his gloves and ran his hands up her covered thighs and lingered when his fingers reached the base of her trousers. Her quick in take of breathe made him smile as his hands trailed up her stomach and cupped her covered breasts.

Her head came down and she took his mouth with hers. Her wet tongue plunged deep into his mouth and he groaned in pleasure. He moved his hands down and around her back and placed them firmly on her ass, bringing her body even closer to him.

With her breasts pushed firmly against Grissom's chest she could feel his heart beating hard. He murmured her name and she ran her hands into his thick hair.

He removed her shirt and then ran his hands up and down her bare arms making her shiver in delight. A cold gust of wind came through an open window, running over the engrossed couple. Grissom was consumed with lust and hunger for Sara but he knew he had to stop her before they both did something the shouldn't.

"Oh Sara…." he moaned "We can't do this here.."

She sat up and started to remove her bra.

His blue eyes widened in arousal but he grabbed her wrists roughly.

She groaned in outrage but was turned on by Grissom's strength.

Sara slowly rocked her body back and forth, seducing him with her movements. "I'm trying really hard not to throw you on the ground and have my way with you my dear, but I don't want our first time to be on the floor of a crime scene…"

With a defeated sigh Sara slowly got up from Grissom's lap and started putting her shirt back on. She had her back to him and smiled as se felt him stand behind her.

Grissom moved her hair to the side and lent forward and kissed her exposed neck, tasting her slightly salty skin. He placed tiny kisses up her neck until he reached her ear where he slowly began nibbling her ear.

Finally, he stopped and said softly into her ear "Lets get this crime scene done so we can go some where more private.."

Sara turned around to face him, her face a glow "The sooner the better…Gil, I don't think I can wait any longer.." and with that she picked up her kit and began collecting evidence.

The End …… for how long?