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Chapter 8

Gil woke with a start. He heard crying coming from the guestroom. He moved Teri's arm from his body and got out of bed. He was still in his boxers and rushed to see where the commotion was coming from. He saw Sara in her bed shaking. She was crying.

He moved over to the bed and put his arms around her and tried to wake her.

"Sara, I'm here," he soothed.

She awoke right away when she heard Gil's voice. He was holding her and worry was written on his face.

"Are you ok? You had a nightmare."

"Yea," she said moving out of his embrace and sitting on the other side of the bed. He watched her for further distress.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No," she answered him quickly. She didn't need him.

"Sara, can we talk about what happened that night?"

"No," she told him harsher then necessary.

He stood up. "Fine. If you need anything, I'm right down the hall," he said quietly and leaving the room

He couldn't go back to sleep after his short conversation with Sara. He checked the time. It was around six in the morning. He changed into his work attire and made coffee and breakfast.

Around eight, Sara and Teri came out of their bedrooms to find Gil in the kitchen at work making breakfast.

"Good morning, girls," he said turning around and making a smile. Teri came up to Gil and wrapped her arms around his middle. She gave him a lingering kiss on lips in front of Sara. Sara just pushed it aside and sat at the table.

Gil moved away to finish breakfast.

"Gil, I need to use the phone," Sara yawned.

"I'll get the phone. Breakfast is almost finished, so let me just get it on the plates," he said to the women. Teri got the newspaper and put it in front of her to block her view of Sara's face.

Gil brought the coffee to the table and phone and kissed Sara quickly on cheek. Sara smiled at his concern for her. Teri was too preoccupied in her newspaper to see this.

Sara went back to her room to call. Gil smoothly got out of Teri's grasp and went to look for Sara.

She was talking to someone on the phone as he entered the room. He leaned on the doorframe and listened in as she had her back turned to him.

"Ryan, I told you I will back in a week, now let me speak to Will," she spat to the other person on the line.

There was a response, but he couldn't hear it.

"I don't want to get into this again with you. Just let me talk to my son," she said starting to get angry. An angry Sara was never good, he even knew that.

"Hey honey," she greeted, happy again. She had a huge smile on her face.

"How is my little boy doing?"

"How are you and daddy, is he behaving himself?" She asked her son.

"You be a good boy for me ok." He thought she was such a good mother. The way she was able to speak to her son. He could have had that life with her, but he gave it up. She ended the phone call and faced him. She was surprised.

"Breakfast is finished," he told her and walked away.

"Are we all going to head to the forensic conference?" Teri asked the people at the table.

"I guess honey," Gil told her. Gil saw Sara's confusion and explained. "Teri is one of the professors lecturing at the conference."

Sara was shocked at the news. Teri put down her newspaper to see Sara's face and smirked. Sara quickly masked her face from emotion.

"We should go then," Sara spoke standing up, not having touched her meal. Gil didn't like that she didn't touch her food. He knew it wasn't a good sign.

"I'll be in the car," Gil said not touching his food either. Teri was left at the table eating her food. She had accomplished her mission. She just needed to keep her eye on Sara, so she wouldn't try anything with her husband when she wasn't around. The drive to conference was silent.

When they finally got there which seemed like an eternity, they got out of the car and walked in. Teri laced her fingers through Gil's when they started to walk.

"Sara, call me when you're done," Gil called after her. She turned and nodded and walked ahead of them so she was out of sight. Gil saw Brass and thought it was his escape to get away from Teri.

"Hey Gil," Brass shouted out to him. Teri told him that she was going to visit her friends.

"Hi, Jim" greeting his friend.

"Are you a dog or what?" Brass said laughing.

"You should see the leash she has him on at home" Brass turned around awed at the stranger's comment. Gil blushed.

"Well anyone who could make a comment like that about Gil is my friend right away," Jim commented sticking out his hand. Sara took his hand.

"Jim Brass, you can call me Jim. May I ask what your name is young lady?"

"Sara Sidle, from the San Francisco crime lab." Sara looked at Gil and saw that he was still embarrassed.

"I was just kidding, Gil. Take a joke," she said giving him a small nudge with the back of her hand, knocking him out of his daze.

"I'm laughing inside," he grumbled.

"You guys know each other?"

"Yea, it's a long story, and my class is about to start," she acknowledged sighing. "I better go. It was nice to meet you. See you later Gil," she called back running off.

"She is not that Sara, you were talking about," Jim whispered.

"How do you remember that from so long ago?" Grissom questioned.

Brass cursed at the man's words.

"You idiot. How could you let her go?" He smacked Gil in the back of the head.

"Ouch." Everyone was now looking at the two men fighting.

"Can we please talk about this somewhere more private?" Gil asked his friend.

They went to one of the empty rooms.

"You better explain yourself Grissom before I knock some more sense into you," he said getting ready to hit him again.

"Jim stop. It doesn't matter anymore…" Jim cut him off.

"Why not?" He yelled at his friend.

"Things changed. There are complications. I'm married for god sakes," Gil warned not revealing much.

"Teri doesn't care about you, man, if that's what keeping you away. I can tell Sara cares abut you," Jim told his friend.

"I can't do that, Jim."

Gil was ready for the next hit and stepped out of the way.

"Jim don't you think it's a little unnecessary?" He asked running from his friend.

"I'll get you Gilbert Grissom," he yelled after his friend who was out of sight.