Do not own CSI!
Christmas is just around the corner and the nightshift team has decided to do Secret Santa! Who will everyone get?
Secret Santa- Gifts and making up
Sara slowly crept into Grissom's office and left the gift on his desk. Just as she stepped out she bumped into Jim Brass.
"Hey Sara, watch were your going!" spoke the officer, looking down at his ruined shirt, which now had coffee all over it.
"Oh Brass, I'm so sorry," apologized Sara as she bent down to pick up Brass's broken mug.
Sara finished picking up all the broken pieces before standing up and grinning at Brass. "I so sorry," she began to apologize but Brass cut her off.
"Its fine Sara, the mug is Ecklie's anyways and I got another shirt in my car," explained Brass.
"Ok," spoke Sara, still feeling bad about Brass's shirt but not so bad about the mug anymore.
"Now you be careful you hear," chuckled Brass.
Sara grinned at this, "I will!" she called out as Brass walked down the hall.
Sara sighed out of relief that Brass didn't ask her why she was coming out of Grissom's office. She then looked nervously down the hall making sure no one else had seen her, but it was empty. Sara threw the broken mug pieces in to the near by trash can and made her way over to the break room.
Night shift was about to start and Grissom had just come from home. He walked into his office as he flipped through his mail and messages that Judy had handed him. Grissom didn't notice the package that lay on his desk until he had taken a seat and looked up.
Grissom placed the mail on the desk and reached out and grabbed the package. He stared down at it wondering who had sent it. It was wrapped in bright red wrapping paper with Santas on it. There was a name tag on the corner which read, To Grissom, From Santa!
Grissom pondered at this. It was too early for Secret Santa's to be giving out gifts he thought. He then gave the box a good shake and held it to his ear, like he was expecting to hear the ticking of a bomb inside.
Grissom lowered the package on to his lap and sighed. There was nothing else for him to do now but open it. He tore off the wrapping paper to reveal a cardboard box, one that is used to bring in fruits at the grocery store. It was sealed up pretty good with duck tape.
Grissom reached into his pocket and drew out his keys which had a small Swiss blade dangling from them. He opened it up and began to cut open the box. Grissom opened up the flaps of the box and looked in. There were one, two, three boxes of his favorite chocolate he counted. A huge grin came across his face as he opened one of the boxes and popped a chocolate covered wing into his mouth, yum!
It was then he notices a small piece of paper lying in the corner of the box. Grissom reached in and grabbed it and read the note. It said, "I just wanted to say I'm so sorry for 'bugging' you! And to show how I feel I bought these chocolates for you. Enjoy!
Grissom squinted at the note, the writing looked familiar but he couldn't place it.
Grissom placed the note and the box of chocolate back into the box. He reached for the case folders as he headed out of the office and to the break room.
No one notice their boss enter the break room, they were all busy chatting away about the up coming holidays and their plans.
Sara sat there sipping her coffee listening to Nick talk about his mom's Christmas dinner. He was describing every detail of it from the whiteness of the mash potatoes to the golden brown of the turkey. It made Sara think about her own Christmas dinner; cold day old Chinese food or a PB& J sandwich.
"Sara, what are you doing for the holidays?" asked Nick. Sara came out of her thoughts. Sara looked around the room; the whole team was looking at her for answer.
"Um… nothing special really," spoke the brunette shrugging her shoulders. "Probably working," she replied as she took a sip of coffee.
"Working? But you worked thanksgiving. Don't you want to go back home and spend time with your family! Didn't you say you had a brother and a mom back in California?
Don't you want to spend time with them?" asked Nick sounding a little out raged.
Nick was all about family. "I'm sure your mom would love to see you!"
Sara just sat there staring into her mug, trying to think up an answer. "Um…."
"Okay Guys, I have a really big murder case and I need all of you on it. It's out on the strip, in 66 Motel. The whole 2nd floor was killed. Luckily there were only 6 people.
So I need all you out there now!" explained Grissom as he stepped into the room. Sara was relieved to see him, he had saved her. Her knight in shinning armor.
Sara looked up at Grissom as he went on explaining everyone's jobs. Grissom's eyes lingered on her face for sec before turning back to the rest of the team. At this Sara dropped her glance back at her mug.
Once Grissom had finished everyone got up and scooted out of the room. Sara took her time, she wanted to be alone with Grissom and here was her chance, noticing Grissom was not making a bee line for the door either.
Sara stood up, coffee mug in hand and went over to Grissom. "Griss…" she began but Grissom cut her off. "Sara you don't have to apologize I understand. I deserved it."
Grissom took off his glasses and stared at Sara with his glassy blues. Sara stared back not knowing what to say. For no reason at all tears began to form in Sara's eyes. Sara then leaned into Grissom and brushed her lips softly against his. She then licked her lips and kissed him again this time harder and longer.
Grissom knew he should have back off and told Sara to stop. They were in the lab, where everyone could see them. But he didn't care. Her touch felt so good. Soon Grissom found himself kissing her back and wrapping his arms around her waist. Pulling her closer. They continued to kiss until Sara tore her lips away from his and turned her head away. Grissom arms dropped to his sides. Neither one was looking at each other. Both embarrassed and confused at what had just happened.
A moment or two passed before any one said something then Sara spoke. "Well, I better go then," spoke Sara softly stepping back from him. Her eyes glanced up at his.
"Um… right….yah the case," spoke Grissom remembering the case out in the motel.
As Sara past him her shoulder softly brushed up against his arm. Just as Sara was about to leave, Grissom called after her, "Sara!"
Sara turned around at this and stared at the middle age man. It was then Grissom finally looked Sara in the eyes, "Thank you for the chocolates!"
Sara continued to stare at him, face remaining serious. Then all of the sudden it broke into a smile. "What chocolates?" she replied. Grissom stared a the woman, confused.
"The chocolates in my office," he explained.
The brunette continued to grin at him, amused by his confusion. Sara gave him a playful wink before turning on her heel and exiting the room.
Grissom just stood there staring at the place where she once stood. A smile then broke across his face and he too exited the room.
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