A/N: Thank you times a million for the nice reviews. It made my day waking up to such nice words. :)
Here's chapter one.
Mainly a Grissom chapter. A Sara chapter will follow.
I completely apologize for the late chapter. I am flooded with ideas for each of them, and just don't know where to put them!
Here's to hoping I made the right decision in my ideas for this chapter. :)
It won't be to long and I will be going under
Can you save me from this?
- 3 Doors Down
Hour 1
He had all the characteristics of a hermit.
And he acted like such a baby when he didn't get his way.
What did he think? That everything would fix itself?
That the chemistry between him and Sara would just magically push them together?
Or perhaps the feelings would just disappear and this would be behind them?
Gil Grissom wasn't much of a dreamer, but he sure did have a large imagination for a Scientist.
And when, God forbid, something doesn't go right, into the office he goes. If someone was to walk into his Safety Ship when he was upset, you sure as hell wouldn't be able to see him from behind his damn book.
"What book are you indulged in today?" Brass didn't even knock.
"Thoreau."
"Oh."
There was a long pause before Grissom spoke again, "Did you need anything?"
Brass answered, "Well, no. But I actually thought you would be out trying to, ya know, fix things with Sara."
"I'm reading."
"Oh...And that helps you fix the situation between you and Sara how?"
"It doesn't." He replied matter-of-factly.
"So you're giving up?"
"I don't believe I tried anything to make what I'm doing giving up."
Brass mumbled, "Same thing."
Grissom set his book down and replied angerly, "Since when is my business yours?"
He rolled his eyes and looked around murmuring, "Since last night."
"And how dare you tell me I'm giving up on a decision even I haven't thought about yet!" Grissom huffed, "I'd like you to leave now."
"Good. My arteries can't handle this anyway." Brass headed for the door, "And by the way, tell Sara to her face that she isn't worth a few hours of your time. I wonder how she would react."
"Jim.."
"Oh yeah, she wouldn't. She loves you too freakin' much."
A book?
Too tacky.
Flowers?
Too original.
Chocolate?
It's not Valentines Day, Smarts.
"Hey, Grissom." The voice of the sultry blonde made his repressed anger of the woman expose itself a bit.
And to think I finally got rid of that crap head.
"Hello, Sofia." He sighed.
She smiled softly, "Getting something for that special someone?"
Why are you always butting into my business, he thought. "More like deciding my fate."
"Well, don't get the girl flowers or chocolate or anything tacky and original like that." Sofia started, "Get her something that means something to you."
Grissom was flustered, "What do you mean?"
"I have to go. Good luck!" Sofia began to leave, "And remember, something that means something to you."
"What the..."
Ok then.
He drove home.
There was no reason for him to be at work at this hour, and certainly no reason looking in every store in Vegas for a gift that could or could not convince Sara to stay.
The drive was full of conversations between himself and his conscience.
"This sucks."
"It's you're fault, buddy."
"Not entirely."
"Ha. Who else is to blame sweet cheeks?"
"Eh, you're sister smokes corn silk."
"I rest my case."
"Yeah well-"
His car came to a hault as he slammed his breaks on.
Gazing out of his window he saw something that caught his eye.
That was it.
Staring him in the face.
The perfect gift.
He got out of his car and headed towards the item that seemed to glow in the darkness.
With a tear, the object came free.
"Perfect."
A/N: This chapter was short. They wont all be 1000 words each. I promised myself I would get one chapter in before I leave for the beach tomorrow. And I dedicated my whole day into this along with all of last week.
I will try to make the other chapters longer and such. But the first chapters are always the hardest for me.
Question: Which would you prefer? 20 questions or Truth or Dare?
:)
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