Sternberg's Triangular Theory of Love
AN: This idea came to me while reading about different theories of love, relationships, and families. I am very curious to know what you think of this, so please review. Spoilers for 'Nesting Dolls,' 'Committed,' and 'Grave Danger.' Disclaimer: I don't own CSI. I know, you're shocked.)
Sternberg's Triangular Theory of Love
According to Sternberg's Triangular Theory of Love, in order to have love you must also have intimacy, passion, and commitment. These three components make up the walls of a triangle. Love is contained within these walls. If one does not exist, or is torn down, love will not remain.
Chapter 2: Passion
After Sara's confession that her mother had killed her father in a fit of rage, Grissom had unavoidably been called back to the lab. He was now returning with the promised takeout. When she opened the door, she still looked so frail, and so broken that he fought every impulse he had that was screaming, Take her into your arms!
They ate in a comfortable silence and cleaned up together afterwards. He knew that he should leave, but he wasn't ready. Thankfully, she wasn't ready for him to leave either.
"Do you want to stay? I mean we could watch some T.V. or something."
He nodded his agreement, and then walked to the couch with his hand on the small of her back. They settled on an episode of Myth Busters on the Discovery Channel.
Before long, they were comfortably positioned on the couch. She was leaning against his side as his arm draped around her shoulders.
After that night they began spending more and more time together. Each time they were just a little more physical than the time before. What had started as a simple hand holding evolved to an arm around her shoulders. She would lean against him. He would hold her. She would casually touch his arm. He would gently kiss her forehead. She would kiss his lips. He would welcome her tongue into his mouth. She would wrap her arms around his neck. His hands would explore her body as her hands did the same to his body.
The passion continued to build until it exploded. She had been held captive at the Desert State Psychiatric Hospital by Adam Trent. Grissom had shown up unannounced at her apartment.
"I just wanted to make sure you were alright." He told when she opened the door.
"I've had better days," he watched her eyes dance around the room before meeting his gaze, "But I'll be fine."
"I know you will, but I needed to see for myself." She wasn't surprised he needed reassurance, but the next part caught her off guard. "I was afraid I was going to lose you earlier. I don't ever want to know what losing you feels like."
Her eyes darted at him. Were her ears deceiving her? He was waiting for a response, but what could she say? Nothing, she could say nothing. She practically jumped into his arms and kissed his lips. He eagerly returned the kiss. They both deepened it. Eventually, he was brushing his lips over her face, her ears, and her neck. Her moans begged him for more, and he happily obliged.
Sara woke the next morning next to the man who had helped to cause the tangled mess that was her bed. There were clothes were strewn throughout the room and trailing down the hall.
She rolled over under the weight of his arm over her body. He was still sound asleep. She gently kissed his lips, and then gingerly licked his earlobe. His eyes popped open, "Sara."
"Uh-huh," she said as she ran her hands up and down his chest.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing," she said innocently, but her actions were anything but innocent.
She only touched him two or three more times, but the excitement it elicited caused him to flip her over on her back.
"What are you doing?" She casually asked.
"Nothing," only he did not sound so innocent.
Their physical relationship continued to blossom from this point on. Over the next few weeks they christened every room in Sara's apartment and almost all of the rooms in Grissom's town home. Sometimes they rushed. Sometimes they took their time. Sometimes Sara took the lead, and other times Grissom was in control.
The night that they nearly lost Nick she needed to be with him and she knew he needed her as well. She drove to his place and arrived just after he had, and slowly made her way up the walkway, never taking her eyes from his.
She spoke when she was within earshot, "Thought you might want some company."
He opened the door and guided her through it. They spent the rest of the day in his bed, making love, holding each other, and resting their over exhausted bodies.
TBC…