Sorry for the delay, school and exams and all that jazz getting in the way. This is second to last chapter (just so you're warned) so if any great ideas jump out at you for a title then let me know. Lat chapter written, should be up within a day or so.
Grissom pulled a pair of jeans of and the first t-shirt and jacket he could find and ran out of his room and out of the hotel to the bus stop.
"Sara! What on Earth are you doing?" he questioned harshly.
"What does it look like? I'm waiting for a bus!" she countered angrily.
"I can see that, I mean what are you doing waiting for a bus?"
"Cursing the fact that I didn't bring my own bloody car" she replied, searching the road for any approaching vehicles before rounding on him, "I'm going back to the city. I'm not staying out here with only you about any longer than I have to."
He opened his mouth to speak but got cut off, "And if you dare offer me a lift back or be calm and reasonable about this I'm going to start walking right now."
He shut his mouth again.
Sara crossed her arms and glared into the road.
"Sara, come back inside. You don't have to talk to me right away, but we have to do something."
"Why do we have to do something Grissom? Deciding we needed to do something was what got us out here in the first place. And doing something last night clearly didn't help matters. I'm going back to work and I'm transferring to another shift, end of problems."
"Sara..." he started again still calm.
"Give me one good reason to go back inside"
"Because you're still wearing your pyjama top and your cardi's on inside out" he screamed back finally losing the calmness in his voice.
"That's not a reason to go back in, that's a reason to change jackets and cover my top."
"Sara please," he said again, his calm tone returning, "we clearly need to talk about this."
Sara shot him a glare that would've withered crops before silently turning and true to her word, beginning to walk in the direction of the city.
Grissom cursed under his breath, shouting her name after her despite knowing it would achieve nothing, just like running after her now would achieve nothing, instead he ran back up to his room and began rooting through pockets.
As he did so he glanced out of the window and began cursing again as he saw rain clouds coming in from the direction of the city. After at least half an hour he found his car keys knocked under the bed and rushed back downstairs and into his car, driving in the direction he'd seen Sara walking and praying she'd stuck to the path.
He drove along the road eyes scanning both sides for any figures, he'd managed to hit the rain before he found Sara and could see her already drenched but still walking purposefully.
He stopped the car a small way in front of her and ran back to her, catching her arm with his hand.
She turned and glared at him, "Get your hand off me. Now." she said in a dangerously calm voice. Grissom held her gaze and left his hand on her arm, "Not until you say you're getting in that car with me."
"And why would I do that?"
"Because you're miles away from the city and there's no other civilisation around for miles other than where you've just left and it's pouring it down."
She glanced around quickly as though she had only just noticed the rain.
"I don't care. I'm not going back with you, it just made things worse, and if you won't take me back to the city then I'll walk."
She pulled her arm out of his grasp and continued walking, Grissom pulling level with her again as she reached the car.
"Going back to the city right now won't help anything and you know it. It'll just make things worse again."
"Not if I change shifts it won't" she mumbled back.
"What you think that's the magic answer" he started to yell "We can't avoid each other for ever even then, shifts run over all the time and we both pull doubles and triples. So you think we're never going to see each other again, just because we technically work at different times."
"Well, we won't if I transfer, then that solves all our problems, it's not like there's anything keeping me in Vegas anymore."
She screamed back and Grissom felt a harsh stab at her words and finally lost his temper.
"What the hell happened to you Sara?" His voice hurt and angry and shouting, slowly stepping closer and closer to her as he spoke, "You used to care, you used to want this, want us. Then what, you finally get it and it don't live up to your expectations? Was I not good enough for you? Or was your interest gone when the chase was over, you'd got me, you'd won, all the excitement vanished? Just another name to add to a list. Was I just not good enough in bed for you? Wanted a bit more fire? Am I now too old? Think all my passion has gone? Was I just a point you wanted in a game? Let's see if I can screw my boss and make him think I care to try and get me a promotion? Ju-"
"You really think that little of me" she yelled back, cutting across his word, "that I would sleep with somebody just to get a better job? What do you reckon I'd be willing to do? Kiss you for a day off, Make out with you for a raise, or just screw you for a promotion apparently."
"Well then why the hell did you have sex with me? Why the hell, if you actually cared, did you run away this morning?"
"Because I was scared!"