Gil suddenly woke up feeling tired and clammy. He and Sara's bodies were tangled up together. Her legs wrapped around his, and his arm draped over her waist. Grissom glanced at the clock that read 3 11 am. Wow, he thought, it's early. He was thirsty, but didn't want to move the comfortable position that him and Sara were sharing. He sighed, and kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes. Sleep wouldn't come back to him. He very carefully squirmed to the edge of the bed, and got up. He proceeded to the kitchen where he took out a glass and poured himself some water. He was just finishing up his water when he heard her.
Sara's screams were shrilling around the apartment. He ran back to his room to find her thrashing around on the bed screaming at the top of her lungs. Grissom appeared quickly at her side and began shaking her shoulders.
"Sara. Honey. Wake up!"
It took him a few minutes to get her to finally wake.
"Gil, is that you," she asked, breathing hard.
"Yes Sara. Are you ok? Do you often get nightmares like these?" he looked worriedly at her.
Sara's bottom lip trembled as she flung her arms tightly around Grissom's neck. She sobbed quietly in his arms while he rubbed her back and tried to soothe her. Grissom listened to her breathing and noticed how even it had gotten.
"Sara?" he whispered.
She had fallen asleep in his arms. Griss carefully laid her back down on her pillow, and covered her with blankets. He walked around the bed to the other side, and climbed under the covers. He laid there awake, for what seemed like forever, when he felt her fingers entwine with his. He turned his head to look over at her and there she was, staring right back at him.
"Hi," she barely whispered.
Come here,"
Grissom pulled her into the warmth of his chest and held her there.
"Gil, I need you." She whispered in his ear. She reached up and kissed him tenderly.
"Sara, are you sure?" She nodded and smiled.
They made love that night for the first time, and it would be a moment in their lives that they would never forget.