Follow you, Follow Me
Author's note: I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery!
Chapter 9
After wrapping up all of the details for what needed to be done the next ten days, Gil left the office with his parting words to Catherine "I'll be checking my email every other day so email me if you need me."
"OK Gil, you're just going to California to see your mom! It's not like you will be on the other side of the world, " Catherine replied.
He smiled. If only she knew.
"And don't forget to give Lindsey my gift" he reminded her as he made it out the back door.
He drove back to the townhouse and grabbed his suitcase and carryon. Just as he was stepping out the door, a big white limo pulled up. He grinned. She would NEVER in a million years expect the reclusive Gil Grissom to think of something like this.
A few moments later, he picked up the cell and called her number. Speed dial number one. "Are you ready my dear?"
"Yes I am waiting for your right outside the door," she answered.
"I'm pulling into the parking lot right now" he stated.
"Oh Gil I can't see you, there's a big limo blocking the view" she said, he could see her standing on her tiptoes trying to get a view of where he was. He grinned to himself.
The limo pulled up in front of her apartment and the driver stepped out and asked if she was Ms Sidle?
Shocked, she replied "Yes" until she saw Gil step out of the car with a dazzling grin on his face.
"Your chariot awaits milady," he swept his hand towards the limo.
"Gil," she said "this is really too much!"
"Only the best for you" he replied and helped her in to the car.
They sat in the back seat, kissing passionately for the full 20 minutes ride to the airport. When they arrived, the driver cleared his throat and announced that they had reached the international terminal.
"So we really are going to Canada?" she said, curiosity getting the better of her.
"Shhh," was all he replied.
The driver made sure that the bags were checked in and then wished the couple a safe trip, confirming when they would be returning.
"So are you going to tell me now?" she asked.
"Let's follow the evidence," he replied.
"I HATE YOU Gil Grissom" she says in her best petulant child voice, but followed him obligingly.
They walk over to the electronic check in and he took the tickets out of his pocket and scans them in, receiving a boarding pass for each.
"Do you have your passport?" he asked.
"Of course I do" she replied, pretending to sulk. But he can see how excited she is behind those dark brown eyes.
He grabs her hand and starts walking towards the departures area.
"Gil!" he hears from behind them. He drops her hand and turns quickly to see who is approaching them. Surprised, he finds Jim Brass running behind them to catch up.
"Jim" he says, "What are you doing here?"
Brass looks at Gil and then at Sara, "Cookie!" he says to her. She grins, rather embarrassedly, knowing they had been caught "red-handed" so to speak.
"Well I thought it was you two ahead of me. And I was pretty sure you guys had mended your fences, but I could have sworn that I saw you holding hands and getting out of a limo earlier?" He was definitely skilled as asking leading questions.
"Ah, no, it wasn't us" the both said in unison.
"Oh, sure, sure" he winks at Sara. "And by the way" he adds, "I have an early Christmas present for you two in my office. Stop by and pick it up when you get back!"
"What kind of present would you have for us?" Sara asks.
"The video CD of you two in the elevator at the Luxor," he snickers, "I commandeered it when Andy wasn't looking. You know, evidence and all! And yes, your secret is safe with me."
He looked at both of them, "And just for the record, I couldn't be any happier!"
They grinned back at him, Gil picking up Sara's hand again, as Jim says "Off to Cabo! See you after Christmas!"
"Well I'm glad that's over." Gil looks at Sara. They were both pretty sure Jim had figured it out, but he had kept his distance. They figured he was trying not to jinks the relationship. He was a good friend to both of them and knew intimately how they felt about each other. He'd even threatened to kick Gil's ass if he didn't do something soon!
The continued to stroll to the terminal until they reached gate 6B. Sara looked up at the sign that said, "British Airways direct to …. London."
"Gil" she whispered. "Are we going to London?"
"And Paris" he replied, "Merry Christmas Sara."
The tears began to roll down her face.
"Sara" he was concerned "Sara you said you always wanted to go to London and Paris!" How could he have misunderstood?
"No!" she replied, choking back the sobs, "this is good crying." She sniffled. "I've never been so happy in all my life!"
The flight attendant approached the microphone and called for all 1st class passengers and those with small children to board the plane.
"Come on dear," he said, "Our adventure is about to begin!" as they were escorted to their luxurious 1st class seats and began to settle in.
"You are so going to get it when we get to London" she threatened him.
"That's so what I was hoping for!" he replied.
_TBC_
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