Title: Love Sick
Author: loubric
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers: I have no rights to CSI. It belongs to CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Anthony Zuicker and any number of persons and entities other than me. No infringement is intended in any way, and this story is not for profit. The storyline, however is mine so please don't use it without my permission!
A/N: This is a follow-up story/chapter after Suspicions. I hope you all enjoy it!This story is loosely set during the beginning of season 6, throughout which a serious and physical relationship between Grissom and Sara begins and is evident but is unknown between the rest of the staff. I would appreciate any constructive criticism. Positive and negative feedback is always welcome
They both looked at each other and said the same thing "…Catherine…!!!!!"
Sara started to giggle, then it became a full blow hysterical laugh and she was rolling on the ground grabbing her stomach.
Grissom loved her laugh, her smile and he grinned at her "What in the world is so funny?"
"I … was …. Just thinking …." another dose of the giggles had her speechless for a few minutes before she could continue.
Grissom lay next to her on the ground and found her laughter infectious and extremely sexy.
She was panting harder now, she finally caught her breathe and finished her sentence. "Well … a few things actually…. How come Catherine always seems to be around, being nosey just when we're .. ah … …"
"Getting physical?" he added.
"Yes…" she blushed slightly "….. and I can't believe we just had sex by my front door.."
He leaned towards her and started to kiss her neck making her moan softly "… we still have many more places to explore in your apartment, I thought we might as well be scientific about it and start at the entrance ……. Now let's forget about Catherine and go to bed … our shift starts again in a few hours…" he stood up, picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.
She didn't protest.
During the next two weeks Sara hardly got a chance to see Grissom at all. Four of the day shift CSI's had the mumps so, Grissom's team had volunteered to rotate to help out during the day.
Sara was frustrated that they hadn't spent any time together, but at least she got glimpses of him at work. Finally, with everyone working on their usual schedules she sat waiting in the conference room, she was worried that she might do something drastic and attack him while he was handing out the assignments.
Warrick and Nick were arm wrestling, grunting in frustration, while Greg was cheering them on. Catherine was checking her voice mail on her cell phone that Sara had returned to her earlier that week. She was still uneasy, and she was still on the look out for clues to a possible relationship between Sara and Grissom.
Grissom walked into the conference room to hand out the evenings assignments and Sara was the first person he saw and she grinned slightly, making his stomach lurch.
Sitting at the head of the table, Grissom looked around at his staff. He was struggling not to stare at Sara too much, he was finding it increasingly difficult not to though. He wanted to reach over and kiss her. He tried to switch his thoughts completely to work as he cleared his throat.
"…. Okay … simmer down guys…. We have a busy night ahead of us …" Grissom said as he sat down at the head of the table.
"Catherine…Warrick…Nick you guys have 3 suspicious deaths downtown …"
Nick yawned and stretched his arms above his head "Boring……."
Grissom's tone dropped "…Nick if you want, you can stay and help Hodges sterilize medical equipment….does that sound more exciting?"
"No boss, the assignment downtown sounds fine…." Nick replied nervously.
"Good then ….. Greg, Sara … we have a possible homicide at a penthouse on the strip … let's go …" he stood up and gave Catherine, Nick and Warrick the assignment sheets.
Grissom, Sara and Greg walked outside towards the parking lot.
"Hey Gris, can we all go in your car tonight, my car's almost outta gas.." Greg asked, then he added as he looked over at Sara "…or Sara's car…I don't care …. Although her driving isn't that great…"
She playfully punched him on the arm "Hey…. Damm Sara .. You punch hard.." he yelled as he rubbed his arm, trying to avert the sting.
Sara laughed as he started chasing her across the parking lot "Guess I'll definitely be driving then.." she screamed as they reached her vehicle.
Grissom stared at them as they ran to the car. He smiled slowly as he watched Sara being chased by Greg.
She really doesn't realize what she does to men … he thought as he ran an appreciative gaze over her body. There isn't a male coworker here that doesn't find her irresistible. He felt a mixture of pleasure and jealousy run through him at that last thought.
Half an hour later they arrived at the apartment building of their crime scene. They walked down the richly carpeted passage and reached the elevators.
"Crap …" Greg said "…I left my kit in the car …. I'll meet you upstairs … 20th floor right?"
Greg retreated and went outside as Grissom and Sara walked into the waiting elevator.
They stood side by side as Grissom pressed the #20 button and as soon as the doors closed, Sara wasted no time.
She dropped her kit on the ground and turned to look at Grissom. He saw the mischievous look in her eyes and grinned.
"You know Gris … we have to stop meeting like this … actually we have to start meeting like this .. How long has it been since we've been alone?" she murmured as she pushed him against the wall and started kissing his neck.
Grissom groaned " Oh about 13.…14 days …..too long ….Sara …god.." he said as he dropped his kit next to hers.
He cupped her face in his hands and gazed at her with his darkly blue eyes. He lowered his mouth down to hers and kissed her forcefully.
He fumbled with her CSI vest and shoved his hands underneath her shirt, making her gasp. She began to giggle as his fingertips brushed her stomach.
"It's ticklish…." she murmured through his kisses.
The loud "Ding" of the elevator startled them both. Sara looked disappointed as they broke apart and the doors opened. They looked up and saw Greg standing waiting for them.
He stood with his hands burrowed deep in his pockets, his eyes downcast and then looked up.
Greg wasn't usually very perceptive when it came to relationships but his eyebrow shot up slightly as he saw the slightly disheveled duo standing before him.
Greg blushed slightly and mumbled "I uh …… it ah ….. Seems I got here before you …."
Grissom walked past him gruffly "Greg …. If you're finished rambling we have a scene to process…"
Sara pursed her lips slightly, and suppressed a laugh as they walked towards their crime scene.
Greg went inside first and when he was out of earshot Sara whispered to Grissom "Your place or mine later?"
Grissom smirked and letting her walk through the door before him he murmured "I can't wait…."
Sara ran from the room out into the corridor followed closely by Grissom and Greg. She reached the emergency exit at the end of the hallway and fell to her knee's. Greg reached her first and placed a hand on her shoulder to steady her but it didn't help. She began coughing and heaving and finally threw up on the ground. Greg ran to get her a bottle of water.
Grissom was next to her moments later and he gently held her loose hair away from her face. Finally, Sara sat up, her face flushed and wet with perspiration. Greg came back and handed her the water
"…..I'm….ah…sorry…guys.." she whispered, clutching her stomach while gulping in air. She took a sip of water and Grissom said softly "Slowly honey…."
She scooted up and sat against the adjourning wall.
"What happened Sara?" Greg asked, his voice full of concern.
"I just wasn't expecting ….." she stopped and it looked like she might throw up again but she swallowed and continued "….. a scene like that … the smell… god…."
"Do you want me to get Nick or Warrick to take over for you?" Grissom asked.
"No, no I'll be fine, it was just a shock …that's all, just give me a few minutes .. Clean up my mess and I'll be okay.." Sara said weakly as she stood up.
Grissom put a hand on her shoulder "Why don't you go and get some fresh air and we'll clean …"
Greg interrupted "…I'll clean it up … it's like a typical Sunday morning for me after…" and Sara gave him a frail smile while Grissom tried not to laugh.
Greg went downstairs to get some cleaning supplies which gave Sara and Grissom a few moments together.
Tenderly and with eyes full of apprehension Grissom murmured quietly "Sara…." and he put his arm around her "…are you positive you're okay, it's not the mumps is it?"
She loved the fact that he was acting so concerned so she smiled at him "Seriously Gris… I'm fine.. It was the smell of those bodies, I've just never smelt anything like that before and I'm usually pretty tough, so I'm kinda embarrassed now.." her face turned a light shade of pink.
"Okay … well go get some fresh air and I'll meet you back in the room?" Grissom said as he rubbed her back.
Sara stepped into the elevator and went downstairs. She didn't want to admit to Grissom or Greg how much that scene had affected her and her stomach made a sudden churn as the memory of the smell ran through her mind. Closing her eyes she chanted her "calm me down" mantra and immediately felt better.
She walked outside and the fresh air washed over her, refreshing her and making her feel less like throwing up.
Poor Greg she giggled as she remembered that he had so graciously volunteered to clean up her mess. She drank the last few mouthfuls of water and thought back to Grissom and how doting he had been.
Smiling she called him on her cell.
"Gil…" he said automatically.
"I was wondering if the Dr. could make a house call tonight?" she said huskily.
He laughed deeply "I think that can be arranged.."
Later the next morning, Sara lay in Grissom's arms her chest heaving from their love-making. He lovingly twirled a piece of her hair round his fingers and brought her body closer to him.
She sighed in contentment.
Her stomach made a loud growl and she looked up at Grissom with slight panic in her eyes "I knew we shouldn't have gone for Sushi with Greg after that scene…. Bad idea!" and she jumped out of her bed and ran for the bathroom.
Grissom followed her and stood in the doorway feeling helpless as he watched her throw up the fish they had eaten hours earlier.
It was over quicker this time and Sara looked apologetically at him as she flushed the toilet.
"Sorry … guess that wasn't very romantic and please don't be offended considering we just had sex." she said softly.
Grissom wordlessly walked over to the sink and gave her a cup of water. He then ran hot water over a face cloth, knelt down next to her and gently patted her face.
"Don't apologize, it was stupid of me not to realize that sushi wouldn't be a good idea for you and your sensitive stomach… can I get you anything honey?"
"No, nothing else…. Let's just go to bed…" she replied.
The next afternoon, Sara found her feet dragging on the floor, as she walked to Grissom's office. Her heart beating fast and her mouth dry. She was nervous with anticipation.
She reached his office door and stood against the door frame. He sensed her presence and looked up at her.
"Sara…" his voice edged with fear. "What's wrong?"
The End …………… ???
