Grissom awoke to the feel of a warm gentle caress on his face. He turned his face into it, reveling in the warmth and feel of it. He opened his eyes slowly and turned his head to the brunette next to him and smiled warmly.
"Hey"
"Morning, Gil" Sara placed her hand on his chest and wrapped her leg around his side and pressed closer to him. "Mmmmm...I could get used to this. I haven't slept so well in ages."
"Me either." She moved against him. "Sara?" He looked at her in question, desire in his eyes, his eyebrows raised when she moved against him again, running her hand up and down his chest and stomach. Grissom turned himself to face her more fully and wrapped his arm around her and pulled her up on top of him, kissing her as they moved.
Sara needed to feel the warmth of his skin and tugged his shirt up to slip a hand underneath. She gasped as she came into contact with his flesh. Grissom, needing the same, pulled her tank top up from the waste of her sweats and let his hands roam the naked flesh of her back. She felt his hands, seemingly everywhere at once, her hair, her throat, her back, her backside.
A groan escaped her when he tore his mouth away to murmur, "God, Sara. I want you." She rubbed herself against him as he returned to her mouth, greedy for his touch - aching with need.
The sounds of their moaning and panting was broken by the shrill ringing of a cell phone. They ignored it as it went to voice mail. The ringing continued. Three times the caller had re-dialed the number.
"Dammit!" Grissom reached to the side table where he had placed his cell phone the night before.
"GRISSOM!" He snarled into the phone. "Yes, I WAS sleeping." "Why cant this wait?" "Fine. But know that Catherine wont be happy about this, and you will handle the press, correct?" "Ok. Give me an half hour."
He flipped the phone shut and placed it back on the table. He sighed, regret evident.
"Who was that?" Sara had lay back down on her side of the bed facing him.
"Ecklie. He sure has a way of interrupting us, doesn't he?" He smiled at her. Sara chuckled.
"Well, I guess the timing isn't right, Gil. But soon. I promise." She flashed a wicked grin at him. He rolled over and placed a lingering kiss on her lips. He got up and began to get dressed.
"Some high profile case. He wants me there as Senior Supervisor. Catherine WILL NOT be happy. He said he would deal with the press, I guess they are already there. I'm sure I will see you there later, it will be all hands on."
Just then, Sara's cell began to ring. Grissom smiled at her and mouthed "told you".
"Sidle" "Oh? Ok, sure I will be there as soon as I can. I'll meet you at the lab and we can go together." She flipped her phone shut.
"Who was that? Greg?" Grissom inquired.
"Yeah, Catherine called him and surprise! She had Greg call me. I think she still hates me."
"She doesn't hate you, Sara. You two need to just try to work together and not against each other."
"Yeah, yeah. Easier said than done." She stood with her knees on the bed and wound her arms around Gil's neck. "Besides, I'm going to try to get along with Sophia better. We have to work on the same shift, so I think it's first priority." She kissed him lightly, lingering near his mouth as she spoke.
"I better get going." He leaned in and kissed her again, slowly, softly. " See you tonight." He grabbed his phone and keys and left.
The lab was buzzing with stories of the current case they were all working. Something about grown men and diapers and a secret nursery. Even for Vegas, this was bizarre and it had a way of making even the most quiet and secluded of the lab rats perk up an ear at the tale.
Sara hadn't had time over the past few days to talk with Grissom, unless it was case related. She had the chance to work with Sophia and try out her new approach to her quirky personality. It was going well. She was happy she had trusted Grissom about her. She even got to work with Nick. It was a busy but good two days.
Sara was walking down the hall when a hand reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into a closet.
"What the..." her mouth was quieted by warm lips there in the darkness of the janitorial closet. "Hey there" Grissom said between kisses. "Mmmmm...I have wanted to do this for a while now."
He continued his assault on her senses. Sara wound her hands in his hair and pressed herself closer. Grissom moaned and pulled her closer.
"We better stop this, sweetie." He pulled back a little, placing kisses along her neck. "We don't wanna get caught with our pants down, do we?" He chuckled against her skin, making her shiver.
"Gil. Mmmm. Ok." She continued to stroke his face as he wound his fingers through her hair.
"The guys all wanna meet up at the diner after shift. I hope you decide to join us."
Gil thought a moment about it. "Ok, if you are there, I will be too. Just let me know when."
He gave her a quick peck on the lips. "You go first. I will follow in a few minutes."
Sara made her escape from the closet, checking the hallway for anyone who might see her. No one was around. She sneaked out and made her way to the locker room to compose herself.
Sara stopped by Grissom's office a few hours later. She watched him work while leaning against the door frame. "Hey." He looked up. "We're all leaving now. Going to join us?"
"Yeah, I said I would." He smiled at her. "Just give me a few minutes and I will meet you all there."
"Ok, you better show up."
"Save me a seat." He winked at her and went back to his paperwork.
Fifteen minutes later, they were all gathered in a large booth at Frank's. Sara made sure she saved a spot for Grissom next to her.
"You sure he's coming, Sara?" Catherine took a sip of her coffee.
"Yeah, he said he was. But, you know Grissom..." She tried to sound casual.
"Well, I for one am glad to be done with this giant baby fiasco. But it is amazing that he had all those files on the most powerful people in Vegas. Makes you wonder what people are hiding, you know." Nick drawled on, lamenting on secrets and can you really know some one. All which made Sara squirm in her seat.
"Hey. Sara. What's got you squirming around so much?" This from Greg.
"What?" She quickly glanced around the table, all eyes on her. "Just tired Greg. My legs kinda ache. I hope I don't get a cramp."
"Oh. Ok." Greg laughed. "Thought maybe you were hiding a secret too."
"Well, we all have SOME secrets." She smiled coyly at him.
Warrick just laughed at the exchange. "You two. Of course no one REALLY knows everything about someone, but there is a difference in not revealing all of your deep dark secrets and having a double life with a big playpen in it." They all chuckled, agreeing completely.
Just then Grissom walked in. Sara relaxed a little. "Hey!" she said a little too enthusiastically as he sat down next to her. Catherine gave her a suspicious glance. No one else seemed to think it unusual.
They all ordered their food and chatted. Catherine was regaling her latest adventures with Lindsey and her friends at a sleepover, when Grissom decided to run his hand along Sara's thigh, causing her to jump, spilling over half the cups on the table. Grissom hid a smile.
"Jeez, Sara!" Nick sopped up the coffee that just missed falling into his lap.
"Leg cramp?" This from Greg.
"Yeah!" She snapped at him. "Sorry, guess I'm just really tired." She helped clean up the mess on the table.
When things settled down she cast a sideways glare at Grissom, who was smugly sipping his coffee, not saying a word since he arrived. A few minutes later she felt the warmth of his palm on her thigh, but this time she didn't jump. She placed her hand on top of his and gently placed it onto his thigh.
"You sure are quiet, Gil" Catherine looked at him from across the table.
"Guess Im just tired too." He sipped his coffee and turned to Sara with a playful gleam in his eyses. "Maybe we should go to bed."
Sara stared at him in disbelief, eyes wide. Warrick and Nick burst out laughing at the look on Sara's face. Greg seemed confused. Catherine just gave him a disapproving look. "God, Gil. You are in some mood today."
"Like I said. Im tired." He sipped his coffee again and turned toward Sara. "Sorry, Sara, that was an inappropriate joke. Please don't report me to Ecklie for sexual harassment."
"I'll try to contain my rage." She gave him a mock glare, then smiled her gap tooth smile at him. They all broke into laughter. "I guess Warrick is right." Sara mused. "Guess some people have surprises hidden."
Everyone looked at Sara in confusion. "Grissom." She pointed at him. "Did you guys know he had a sarcastic side?" Everyone smiled in understanding and Grissom broke out into the biggest smile at Sara's week attempt at a joke. He couldn't resist saying it. "But apparently Sara lost hers."
Everone snickered at his joke. Sara just glared at him. Oh, he would pay for that.
They continued to chat and eat their food, all thoroughly enjoying the time together. Soon, they were all taking their turns yawning.
"Ok, now I'm tired for real." Nick got up, threw some money on the table. "See ya'll later."
"Yeah, Im beat too." Greg got up. "Sara, you need a ride?"
"Umm, no Greg, but thanks. I have my car." She smiled at him as he waved and walked off.
Catherine scooted around the semicircle next to Warrick. "Move it." He groaned and did as she said. "Well, as long as I'm up, I think I'm going to head out too." Warrick threw some money down and gave a wave and followed catherine out the door, leaving just Sara and Gil alone in the large booth.
Sara put her hand on his thigh and he turned to her. "Im so sorry, sweetie." This from Gil.
"I don't have a sense of humor, Gil?" He placed his hand over hers.
"I'm sorry, sweetie, but I couldn't resist! It was a lame joke!" He was about to lean in and kiss her when he heard a voice behind him.
"Geesh! I forgot to pay my bill!" Greg was suddenly there and Grissom jumped as did Sara.
"What are ya talking about?" Greg asked in a sing songy tone. "You gossiping about people behind their backs?"
"Greg." Grissom glared at him.
"Well, guess his jovial mood is gone. See you tomorrow night." He hastily made his exit.
"Man, that was close. Gil, we gotta be hands off at work. Even here."
"Yeah." He smiled at her. "If I can."
"You are so bad." She held his gaze a moment more. "I really am tired. I need to get home. Alone. Ok?"
"Yeah, ok." He put some money on the table and gave her his hand as she rose up out of the booth. He walked her to her car. When they got to her car he took her hand and placed it to his lips.
"Sleep well, Sara." He squeezed her hand.
"You too." She returned the pressure, smiling at him.
As she drove off, watching Gil watching her go, she couldn't help but smile. Despite the hectic pace of the past few days, this was definitely the best Wednesday she had experienced in a long time.
A/N: The next chapter is also up! So, please read that too! Please Read and Review!