Chapter 3
"Now that would be heaven," Gil said, lifting her and carrying her to the bedroom. Sleep over took them. The alarm woke them.

Gil turned it off and looked at Sara, she was still sleeping. He knew he had found heaven in her arms and she was his personal angel.

"Some day I will make her my wife," he said at a whisper, to himself.

Sara snuggled closer to him; he did not know she had heard him.

By the end of the week she was completely moved into his place. They never hid their relationship, but they also did not purposely expose it either. They figured if someone caught on and asked they would not lie about it.

Gil had put Catherine and Sara on a sexual assault in the park. Catherine said, "Grissom has a girlfriend." "Really? What makes you think that?" Sara replied smiling to her self.

"He asked me to take shift a few days ago, said he was sick," Catherine said. "Maybe he was," Sara said.

"I have seen him work with a 101 degree fever. I think he spent the night with a lady."

"Maybe," Sara said trying not to let her feelings show.

"Sara Sidle!" Catherine said, "It was YOU." Sara just blushed."How long?" Catherine asked.

Sara filled her in on all the details, while Catherine hung on her every word

"Well, I never would have thought," Catherine said.

"That's funny," Sara said, "Gil and I have you and Warrick already figured out."

"What ……." she said. Then they both laughed. Arriving at the park all humor was put aside, as they started their investigation.

"Where is our vic?" Sara asked. Brass nodded toward a young lady sitting in the back of an ambulance.

She walked over to her, "Sara," she heard. She turned to see Hank.

"May I talk to her," Sara asked the other medic, completely ignoring Hank.
"Hi, I am Sara Sidle with the Crime Lab," she said to the girl. "Can you tell me what happened?"

Sara took the young lady's statement and collected what evidence she would let her.

"The lady refuses to go to the ER," Sara told Brass. "We can only do what we can do," Jim said. The paramedics bandaged up her cuts and let her go.

Sara was searching the area for evidence when Hank once again called her.

"I thought I made it clear," Sara told him, "I no longer want to see or talk to you unless it is necessary."

"Look, I know I messed up," he said, "Let's give it another shot."

"Get out of my crime scene and my life," Sara told him.

"This is not over," Hank said walking away.

Sara called Catherine, "I found a condom."

"Wasn't that Hank?" she asked. Sara said it was, but there was nothing to be concerned about.

Back at the lab they were going over the evidence. While Sara took the condom to DNA, Catherine called Gil.

"Sara ran into Hank. I think it might be trouble."

At the house that night Gil asked Sara about it. "It was nothing I can't handle, love," she told him. "Catherine shouldn't have told you."

Gil held her, "I am glad she did, though. If you need help …."

"I know," she said, "you're here."

"Always," he said, taking her in his arms and kissing her deeply.

"We did that last night," she said laughing.

"Would you rather not?" he asked, not sure if he should continue.

"Don't even think about it," she said, slipping her hand down to his crotch and caressing his manhood through his trousers.

"MMM," Gil said as he pulled off her tee shirt.

Sara pulled off his trousers and pushed him to the couch. "Right here in the living room?" he asked, smiling.

"Shhh," she said as she kissed his lips. She let her kisses travel down. Her lips and tongue played with his head, while his groans increased.

She could tell he was ready to release himself, so Sara stopped and straddled him, letting him enter her. She controlled the depth, making sure to hit her g-spot with every stroke.

The repeated massaging of it sent her into an intense climax at the same time Gil reached his.

Before Sara lay her head on Gil's shoulder, she looked into those deep, blue eyes she could loose herself in and kissing him, she whispered, "I love you."

Chapter 4

Sara and Gil had a drive by assignment the next day.

"Sara," Gil said, "I need to talk to Nick for a minute, okay?" "I'll wait for you in the car," she told him.

Sara was on her way to the car when she saw Hank standing by it. "What do you want?" she asked him abruptly.

"I need to talk to you. I need to know why you're ignoring me," he said.

"You know …" Sara started to say.

"You mean Elaine?" he said, cutting her off. "Things didn't work out with us."

"I am sorry but it does not change the way I feel about you. I have found someone and have moved on, so you need to that too," she told him.

She reached for the door handle when he reached out and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her so close to him and kissed her.

"Stop that!" she said, slapping him hard.

"Your new boyfriend taught you to play rough,huh." he said, trying to kiss her again.

This time she bit his lip hard enough to draw blood This enraged him so that Hank cursed and slapped her. She drew back her other hand and hit him, so he also drew back his hand and hit her hard, knocking her to the floor.

Kicking her, he yelled, "Never. Never, hit me again." Despite the pain in her side, Sara did not stop trying to fight him.

She was finally able to draw her weapon, but Hank kicked it from her hand. The gun fell to the floor and he picked it up "This is no way to treat your one true love," he said, as he pulled back the trigger and aimed it at her head.

Sara was able to muster up just enough strength for one more kick; she kicked it from his hand. One more kick from Hank to the side of her head and she was out.

Gil had come into the garage just in time to see the final kick. Grabbing Hank by the shoulder, Gil spun him around and swiftly punched him square in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Nick had to stop him from hitting Hank a second time.

Nick called Brass.

Gil went to Sara, "Darling," Gil said softly kneeling next to her, "it's me."

She opened her eyes and weakly flew to his arms and buried her head in his shoulder and cried.

By this time Brass had arrived and took Hank into custody. Gil insisted Sara go to the hospital. The doctor checked her over and said she was fine, though she had several minor cuts and bruises and a sprained left wrist. He let her go home after tending to her injuries.

At the house Sara told Gil she wanted to lay down, so he gave her some of the pain medicine that the doctor had prescribed.

"Hold me," she said to him.

Gil lay down next to her and cradled her in his arms.

"I am so sorry," he said. "For what?" she asked.

"I should have been there to protect you," he told her, kissing the top of her head.

Sara cuddled a little closer to Gil and finally slept as the pain meds kicked in.