AN: Hey guys! I know this is a short one but I like the way it ends. And anyway this story is almost finished, but since I wrote it in school I need to type it and to be honest, since I had to do so much typing in school I'm a little sick of it :)
Chp. 3
He saw her heading towards the showers. She looked really pissed off. "Sara!" He called and was surprised that she didn't even turn, but instead continued her path to the showering room. He decided to follow her. "Sara. Sara, wait!" They were in the small room now and she turned around angrily. "What? Leave me alone, Grissom!"
"We need to talk." He said, leaning in the door way.
She glared at him. "No, we don't. You had your chance. Now, leave me alone."
"But I brought lemons." Grissom risked a smile as he held up the bag of fruits.
Sara growled and then shut the door in his face. He sighed and put the bag on the floor in front of the door. Then he decided to try talking to her later, when she'd the chance to calm down.
Sara was happy when the shift ended. She had successfully avoided him for the rest of the night and was now on her way home. She hadn't told him yet, but she was glad that he'd brought her some lemons. It was sweet, she thought. The day hadn't been her best but at least Sara didn't smell like death anymore.
She parked her car in the parking lot of her apartment building and went up the stairs. She flopped down onto her couch and switched on the TV. If there was something interesting on, she didn't notice, her thoughts were with Gil Grissom, her favorite bugman.
Sure, he could be an ass, but she still loved him. She had left San Francisco because he had asked her to, she had stayed because he had asked her to and still he couldn't risk giving up everything to be with her. Everything. She had never once asked him to give up anything. She loved him the way he was, no need to change things. But of course he didn't get it. Her thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of her cell. She answered before checking the caller ID.
"Sidle."
"Hey, it's me." His voice left a tingling feeling in her stomach.
"Grissom... why don't you just leave me alone?"
She heard him taking a breath. "I really need to talk to you. Can I come over?"
Had he gone crazy now? "No! I told you that I don't have anything to say."
"Please, Sara. I'll be there soon." He said before hanging up.
"Grissom. Grissom! Ah! Damn it!" Sara cursed. It was strange seeing him that desperate for something. She kind of liked it. Determined not to make it easy for him, she cleaned up a bit in her small apartment.
Not even five minutes after he had called was a knock on her door.
"Well, that was fast." She said to herself, as she made her way to the door. "You never listen, do you?" Sara asked the man outside.
A second later she realized that it had been a bad idea to open the door without checking who was outside first. The man outside was certainly not Gil Grissom.
AN: Dum dum dum duuuum! Please don't hit me! There's gonna be some angst and stuff but I promise I'll let you know soon. Hope you liked it. Oh and know what? SPAIN WON THE CUP! YAY!
