CHAPTER 2
"Come on Gil, we're not packing for a LIFETIME! Can't you get rid of some stuff?" She questioned.
"Honey, I need all this stuff! I can't leave anything behind, because I will need it all, and if I leave something behind, I will get there and find that the thing that I left behind, I needed."
"Fine, but I'm not carrying your bags."
"I never asked you to," Grissom said smugly.
"Fine, but babe, you have to drop SOME of this stuff! Do you really need ten pairs of pants, when you've decided that you're not even goin skiing!There is a washer machine there, you know!"
"I know, I would just like to be prepared."
"GIL, drop five pairs of pants, and while you at it, get rid of ten of the twenty shirts you're trying to pack!"
He smiled at her as he unloaded what she told him to.
"Get that smile off your face, before I come over and remove it myself!" Sara threatened with her own smirk.
Grissom smiled bigger as Sara pulled her own small duffel bag off the bed, and went to go grab her bookbag from the bathroom. Then she procceeded to the front door with her two small bags and her purse. Placing them all there, she went to the bedroom, where Grissom was still fumbling to close his giant rolling suitcase, with a smirk still on his face.
He looked at her as she stood in the doorway, smile still attached, he said, "Would you like to show me how to do it right, sweetheart?"
She now had an even bigger smirk, as she walked seductively towards him and bis bag on the edge of the bed. With two hands delicately placed on his chest, she came so close to his lips he could feel her hot breathe, before gently pushing him away. At Grissom's shocked expression, her smirk grew into the full blown 'Sara Smile' as Grissom liked to call it.
Sara opened his case, throwing out various clothing items, and once she was done, closed it and zipped it with no trouble. Grissom mock glared at her from the bathroom doorway.
"I Love you, hon," Grissom finally said after a glaring match between the pair.
"Love you, too," Sara returned. She pulled Grissom's suitcase off of the bed, and headed into the bathroom door, shutting it and effectively getting Grissom out of the doorway.
After sometime, she opened the door, to find her face to face with Grissom.
"You didn't think you were getting away that easy, did you?" he wispered.
"Nope" Sara wispered, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body into his. At this, Grissom's lips met Sara's, forcefully gaining entrance with his tongue and tasting her. Sara moaned and he continued. He effectively picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around him. Carrying her to the bed, he dropped her onto the edge where she laid on her back, Grissom standing on the floor over her, her legs still encasing his torso.
He looked down at her. The light was cast over her in just the right way, her chocolate eyes told him of nothing but her love.
"Sara, your so beautiful," he whispered, nearly inaudible.
Their lips touched, softly at first, but growing in passion. The two seperated for breathe. Sara looked over at the clock to see that it was 6pm. They all had agreed to be in the parking lot at 6:30. She looked back up at Grissom, smiling wickidly, and pushed him away from the edge of the bed so that she could get up.
"Where are you going?" asked Grissom.
"To work, you know, we have to be there at different times to keep secret? So, I'll go in my car first, and you can come a little after me?"
"Uhh, yeah, I'll come after my cold shower."
Sara giggled as she left, hearing the shower start.
Sara arrived ten minutes later, seeing Catherine already there with her truck, since it was the biggest, and Warrick helping her load. She pulled up next to them.
"Hey, girl, you ready for the trip of a lifetime?" yelled Warrick.
"We'll have to see about that!" Sara called back as she went to get her bags.
As Warrick loaded her bags, both Nick and Greg pulled up.
Greg was, of coarse, so excited that he appeared to be bounding up and down.
Sara giggled to herself. Nick walked up to her with his bags, whispering to her, "I wonder whose going to have to sit next to THAT," before walking over to pile his bag into the trunk, making her laugh even louder. The other three looked over at her, wondered what Nick had said to make Sara laugh. Not that it was all that hard lately. She seemed to always be in a good mood. Jus that minute, Grissom pulled up. The whole group turned to look at him. Soon, his bags were packed and names were written on slips of paper and combined into Nick's hat.
Catherine started the raffle, puling out a name for each category.
"Okay, first name is for driver. Let's see, Warrick. Passenger seat goes to, me.
Middle seat goes to Nick, next to him Sara. So that leaves in the back Greg and Gil. Have fun and behave you two."
Coffee, bathroom breaks, and ten minutes later, everyone piled into the car.
Before Sara got in she heard Nick and Catherine talking.
Nick: "Hey, you know what's up with Griss's mood?"
Catherine: "No, but I bet his girlfriend yelled at him or something. And having to sit next to Greg doesn't seem to be helping."
Nick: "Grissom has a girlfriend? Since when?"
Catherine: "You haven't noticed? He's been a lot happier around here lately. The other day I heard him talking to someone about grocery shopping. The since when I plan to find out this trip."
Sara got in the car quickly, followed by Nick. She rememebered talking to Gil about the groceries. But, did he really have an attitude? She didn't yell at him. He seemed fine before she left. She turned over her shoulder to find Grissom looking out the window while Greg was bouncing uncontrollably in his seat.
Two hours, and some horrible noise that Catherine called musac later, they came to a rest stop to get something to eat and bathroom breaks.
After streaching, the group headed into the rest stop. They and each person headed to the designated bathrooms. As Catherine and Sara walked together, Catherine could have sworn that she smelled cologne on Sara. She stared at the other woman until Sara turned to her and asked,"What?"
"Nothing," Catherine returned.
Soon, they left to join the boys.
They all sat at a table with their respected lunches.
Sara kept sneaking looks at Grissom, while Catherine kept sneaking looks at her, and the boys talked about what they were going to do when they got to the ski slopes that they were destined for.
Before long, their lunches were finished and they were getting ready to get back on the road. Grissom had left with Sara to get coffee for the rest of the group. Sara took this time to ask him what was wrong.
"Nothing," he told her.
"Gil, please tell me what's bothering you."
"I was just thinking about this trip. What would happen if you met someone else, and then left me for him," Grissom admited, feeling foolish all the while.
Sara shook her head, "Gil, you know that would never happen. I Love YOU. I will never leave you. Please tell me that you know that. You do know that don't you?"
"I know and I keep telling myself that I'm being stupid, and I know that you love me, but I just can't really get over this."
"How long has it been, babe? A year and a half?"
"I know, I just sometimes can't beleive that I have you."
"I know how you feel about that, because I have the same feelings, but I know that I can't live without you."
"I can't live without you either. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare myself like that."
"'Kay" Sara gave Grissom a peck on the lips before grabbing the coffee and heading back towards the others before he had a chance to deepen the kiss. Grissom followed, and in a much better mood, got back into the car equipped with coffee.
A/N: Pay no attention to the time line of events!