Chapter 3 - A Long Illness
Grissom
woke up with Sara still In his arms, and a disarray of clothes all
about the bedroom. He tried as hard as he could to get up without
causing Sara to stir, but he had failed.
"Where are you
going?" she asked teasingly.
"Want to get some things
done today before shift." He sat on the edge of the bed, looking
over at her.
"You can get things done here," she said,
pulling him back toward the bed.
"You know I want to
sweetie," he kissed her on the forehead, "but I've only got
a few hours."
She finally yanked him back beside her. "That's
where you're wrong mister. It seems as though Mr. and Mrs. Grissom
will be sick for the next two weeks."
"Two weeks?"
She
gave him a reassuring smile.
"Ohhh, so Ecklie is okay with
this?"
"Of course he is, we've become the best of
friends," she teased, and poked her finger toward her throat as
to motion vomiting.
"Well,
I guess I had better get started on getting things done."
She
giggled as he rolled over toward her and kissed her gently.