Title: First
Blush
Author: atthebeginningwithyou
Rating: T
Summary:
Crossover (kinda) with NCIS. When Special Agent Tony DiNozzo helps
the CSI team on a case involving a naval officer, sparks fly between
Tony and Sara. What does Grissom think about all this?
Disclaimer:
None of them belong to me… although I wouldn't mind some Michael
Weatherly or Billy Peterson for my next birthday.
Author's Notes:
Crossover with NCIS, well just Special Agent Tony DiNozzo (a show I
just recently got really obsessed with drools). Set pre Canon.
I'm still unsure if this will end up GSR or not. It probably will,
we will see, because Tony is quite a catch I think. le sigh
Thanks to LosingInTranslation for the beta!
Chapter 4
Sara sighed as she placed the last crime scene photo on the layout table. DiNozzo and Grissom stood on opposite sides of the table scanning the pictures with the most serious expressions, both looking for something they might have missed.
She looked over at Tony, who nodded to her, "Let's run through it."
Sara took a breath and began "Three officers on leave decide to spend their time in Vegas."
"Gambling, bright lights, and pretty girls. Who could resist?" DiNozzo added in with a smile.
Sara rolled her eyes as she continued, "Security cameras on the elevators and place them inside their hotel room by 1 am. Since there were no cameras there, the perp probably used the stairway to get up to their room. It's possible the perp is someone they knew, or had found a way to get a room key, as there were no signs of forced entry. Doc Robbins estimates TOD at approximately 3 am. Phone call to housekeeping for towels was made at 3:15 am. Most likely the call was made by the perp before they used the same stairway as an exit."
"I had McGee send over the case files from our previous murders. We need to find the link between these cases," Tony chimed in again. "These killings are not random. Someone is out to get these particular officers for some sort of reason."
"What makes you say that?" questioned Sara.
"Call it a gut feeling," Tony shrugged.
Sara smiled and Grissom frowned. After all, Grissom relies on the science, not instinct.
By the look on his face, Sara knew Grissom was about to challenge the younger man's notion when she felt her phone vibrate on her hip. She unclipped it from her belt and looked down at the unfamiliar number. She flipped it open and with a puzzled look she stated "Sidle".
Her eyes lit up in recognition as she listened to the voice on the other end of the line. She quickly excused herself from the room, so that she could have the conversation away from the two men in the layout room.
An uncomfortable silence filled the room. Tony cleared his throat which caused Grissom to turn and look at the younger man.
"You have anything to add to Sara's thoughts?" DiNozzo asked Grissom.
"No," Grissom replied tersely.
DiNozzo turned to face Grissom, "Look, I'm trying to help you guys out here. If you have some problem with me, just say it. Say it so we can move on and solve this case!"
"I do have a problem with you," Grissom replied sharply. "I also don't think that we should be basing this case on 'gut feelings'. We should follow what never lies, the evidence."
"You sound like Ducky," DiNozzo replied coolly.
"Ducky?"
"Ducky is the coroner at NCIS…" DiNozzo took a calming breath and forged ahead. "Listen Dr. Grissom, I understand that the evidence doesn't lie, but sometimes when the evidence is limited, you have to follow your intuition. I'm not going to allow another naval officer to die because some sneaky bastard didn't leave any trace behind!" DiNozzo's voice grew louder as he glared at the man across the table.
"And he won't," stated a quiet voice from the doorway.
Both men turned their heads towards Sara, who had reentered the room while Tony went off on his tirade.
"That was Gibbs," Sara explained. "He told me that McGee was looking over the past two cases. It seems like all the men worked under the same officer at one point in their naval career. Commander Michael Brown, honorable discharge in 2000. He lives in Texas with his wife and two daughters. No motive as of yet, but it is our only connection between all these men."
"Where is he now?" asked DiNozzo.
"Wife claims he's out at a convention, in Vegas."
"Let's bring him in," DiNozzo sprang to life and jumped out of his chair.
"Don't get a head of yourself Tony," Sara stated as she blocked the doorway. "Grissom's right, we do need more evidence to link Brown to this before we bring him in. If he is our guy, we can't let him get out of it because of some stupid technicality."
"You're right," DiNozzo shrugged his shoulders.
Grissom felt a sense of pride fill his body. Sara was becoming one of the best investigators around. Sara is so sexy when she talks about evidence, Grissom thought.
Grissom was ripped from his musings when he heard Sara ask DiNozzo "Why are you pushing Gibbs and Director Shepard to offer me a position at NCIS?"
"What?" Tony sputtered. "I didn't even mention it to them."
"Really?" Sara questioned skeptically with a raised eyebrow.
"Honestly, Sara, I didn't," Tony replied with his hands raised defensively. "It was hard for all of us when you left NCIS. You made our team complete, kept Gibbs on his toes. We missed you when you left. It was funny, Gibbs wanted to hunt you down and bring you back after you turned in your resignation. I thought we needed to let you do what you thought was best."
"Believe me, I thought I was, maybe I was wrong," Sara glanced quickly over at Grissom.
"Plain and simple Sara, we needed you. We still do," Tony stated.
"I told Gibbs I would think about it after we solve this case, and that is what I intend to do," Sara replied solemnly.
"That's all I can ask," Tony sighed as Sara nodded her head in reply. "Alright, why don't you two look over the case notes. I'll find Sanders and see if he's found anything. I'll call you guys when Robbins is ready for autopsy. I want you both to be there," and with that DiNozzo exited the layout room.
As he left the room, Sara quickly turned her attention to the crime scene photos. It was silent in the room for a minute before Grissom spoke up, "I would miss you."
Sara's head snapped up, "What?"
Blue eyes met her brown ones as he walked towards her, "If you left Las Vegas, I would miss you."
"Oh," Sara breathed out. She turned his gaze away from him and looked back at the photos on the table. "Why now?"
"I…I don't know Sara," Grissom stated with an uneasy voice.
"It's just because Tony is here," Sara stated, shaking her head sadly. "I should know better than to think that anything you are telling me right now comes from your heart."
Something snapped inside of Grissom, and his voice became firmer. "That is definitely not the case, Sara. Although I may not show it, I care about you. So much."
"Why are you telling me all this?" Sara whispered, shifting her gaze back to the floor.
Grissom placed his hand under her chin and raised up her head. "Because, I can't loose you. I only hope that I'm not too late."
Sara could feel the pinprick of tears welling up behind her eyes. "I don't know Grissom. Right now, all of this is looking a lot like jealousy. Tony and I are really close friends. He comes in on a case, we act like old friends, and all of a sudden you snap at him and at me. And now, you know what to do about this… this thing between us? Grissom…"
"Just tell me Sara, am I too late?" Grissom asked with a wavering voice.
"I honesty don't know," Sara quietly stated. She looked down at the photos once more "I need some coffee, I'll be back."
Grissom watched her retreat and head to the break room. He sank down into his chair with his head in his hands. He was at a complete and utter loss as to what he could do to make everything right again. But he had to do something. He needed Sara, more than anything else in the world. The migraine that was encroaching was nothing compared to the pain he now felt in his chest.
TBC… Reviews are greatly appreciated!
