"Maria?...It's Gil…I'm well, how are you doing?...That's good. How's mother?...I'm glad. I'll be out to see her in a few months time. I was wondering if you and Barney can come to Vegas for a few days. I have an interesting proposition for you if you're interested. I can't go into details over the phone. However, it does need to be dealt with sooner rather than later. I'll even pay for the tickets…yes, it's that serious…yes, mother's too…yes, I have the money and before you ask, no it won't put any strain on me. Remember, I work all the time and therefore have no life. *chuckles*…ok, bye." Grissom hung up and looked at Sara.
"Are they coming?" She asked.
"Yes, they'll call me back when they have their reservations in order."
"Thank you. So, will I get to meet your mother?"
"Yes, she's been bugging me for years to meet you." Sara chuckled at his inadvertent bug reference.
"Really; why?" He shrugged.
"Ask her when you meet her. May I kiss you?" She gave him credit for his not-so-subtle subject change.
"Yes; are you planning to stay here and take a nap too?" He started to answer when she cut him off.
"I…"
"Don't even think about arguing with me. I can see how tired you are."
"Alright." He sat on the bed, facing her and mutually they leaned forward. The kiss remained gentle, innocent, and short. Sara scooted to one side of the small bed to make room for him. Grissom kicked off his shoes and fell asleep before Sara could even recline the bed. She rested her head on his chest since he had taken over her pillow.
That night Catherine entered Sara's room and couldn't believe her eyes. Gil and Sara were still sleeping and they looked rather comfortable if that was achievable for two people in one hospital bed. She snapped a photo using the camera in her cell phone and sent it off to Jim. Next, she sat in the chair and waited for Jim pass it onward to Gil. She smiled brightly when two minutes later, Gil's cell phone began to chirp. Nestled in his pocket between both his and Sara's hip, it woke both of them up. Gil pulled out his cell phone to see the picture along with the message: way to go buddy- JB attached to it. He looked over to see Catherine's smiling face from her chair.
"If this gets out, I will be the pit bull." He warned her.
"Good evening to you too, sunshine. You need to get moving if you're going to be at the lab on time. Also make sure you threaten Jim too."
"I already am." He assured her and then showed Sara the original message. She just smiled softly. She moved to get off the bed just after he did.
"Where do you think you're going?" Catherine demanded.
"To the bathroom. May I go now Mommy?"
"Smart ass." She muttered. Gil stepped up to support most of her weight as she started walking. He shot Catherine a dark look; daring her to comment. He stepped out of the bathroom seconds later and waited by the door.
"We're all going to have to help her for a while."
"Go home. I'll help her get back to bed." She told him. He nodded and called out good-bye to Sara as he left.
"Ok, I'm ready!" Sara called and Catherine went in to assist her back to bed.
"So how was your nap?" Catherine asked with a smile.
"Fine; how'd you like sleeping with me?" Sara had her answer ready because she knew the question was going to be asked.
"Touché; he told you what was said, didn't he?" She assumed.
"Yes; and I agreed with some of it too."
"What?"
"I'm a good lay." Sara enjoyed provoking that response from people.
"You told him that?"
"Yes, we have a date for when I look like me again."
"Who asked?"
"He did and we kissed." Sara proudly informed her newest friend.
"Wow; I'm impressed."
"Me too. He's a good kisser; even asked permission." Catherine blew out a breath.
"Now I kind of wish that I had a crush on him. He's attractive, but not my type."
"He's perfect for me." Sara said happily. Catherine chuckled.
"I would have to agree with that."
"Why do you think I kept pining for him all these years? I've known since we met."
"I know the feeling." Catherine said wistfully.
"His divorce is final; you know that, right? Go for it." Sara urged her and both women knew which man was being referred to. Catherine flushed deep enough to match her hair. She changed the subject by pulling Sara's make-up bag onto the bed. Sara let it slide and the next few hours were spent camouflaging bruises. A nurse came in to check on Sara.
"Wow, you can't even tell."
"Thank the artist; I was merely the canvas." Sara told the nurse and pointed to Catherine at the same time.
"Well, you look great. How are you feeling?"
"I'm ready to go home."
"That's good because Physical therapy wants to see you first. They want to make sure your muscles are still working the way they should after being bed ridden for ten days."
"Let's go." Sara was eager to get out of the hospital.
"Here's a swimsuit and a bag for your cast." The nurse set them on the bed.
"Catherine, will you help me?" She nodded.
"I'll be back in a few minutes then." The nurse left the room. Catherine helped Sara as directed, which meant covering the cast and the shoulder straps on the swimsuit. Sara put a robe on over the swimsuit just as the nurse returned with a wheelchair. Catherine followed Sara to the pool and watched Sara have her lengthy therapy. Afterwards, Catherine and the nurse each held one of her elbows so Sara could walk back to her room.
"Gil's going to be pissed that he missed this." She commented when Sara was dressed again.
"I'm sure I can make it up to him." Sara smiled brightly.
"I'm sure you will." Catherine retorted and both women laughed. Together both women passed out on the bed in the early hours of the morning. Gil and Jim came into Sara's room with breakfast. Again, a camera phone was used to capture the blackmail. The aroma of coffee woke the ladies.
"Morning ladies, sleep well?" Brass asked and pulled the tray table to him.
"Yes." Catherine answered.
"Nice make-up job." Grissom observed.
"I agree; let's spring you from this joint." Brass sounded as though he was conspiring with everyone and Sara chuckled especially when he employed shifty eyes. Sara moved to get off the bed.
"Nature calls." Both men moved at the same time to help walk her to the bathroom, but Sara held up her hand to stop them. She held onto the bed before allowing Catherine's help. After the door closed, she turned to them.
"She had some physical therapy last night." She explained and waited for Sara to come out. Upon her exit, Sara opted for the chair and Catherine went in the bathroom. Grissom served some cinnamon rolls and during their breakfast, the doctor came in for her morning rounds.
"Sara, I have good news. I'll send you home tomorrow after one more therapy session."
"Thank you."
"Someone will need to be with you at all times for another week or so. I'll reassess the situation then."
"Can I go back to work?"
"In a few more days. You will be on lab duty only until the cast comes off." Sara smiled.
"I refuse to let that bring me down. Is it possible for me to do my therapy and go home today?" She asked hopefully.
"Let me see if they can fit you in."
"Thank you." The doctor left and Sara wore a giant smile. Catherine finished her breakfast first and began to clean up around the room. She knew that Gil would want to go to therapy with Sara. She waited to find out if Sara would be able to go home or not before she, herself went home. The nurse came in.
"We can squeeze you in right now. I'll be back in a minute to get you." Sara looked at Catherine and the two women disappeared into the bathroom together. The nurse came back just as Sara and Catherine left the bathroom. Sara dutifully climbed in the chair and Grissom volunteered to push the chair. He and Jim followed the nurse the pool. He and Jim took a seat nearby the wheelchair. He liked Sara's body already and definitely enjoyed seeing so much of it on display. Jim tapped his arm.
"You may want to hide that before she gets here." Jim's gaze flickered south. Grissom looked down and then back to Sara.
"It'll be fine; it always is." He said confidently.
"How often does it happen?"
"Almost every time I'm near her; never this bad though. This is an extenuating circumstance."
"I agree, yet my body is under control."
"Good for you." Grissom never once took his gaze off of Sara. They watched her work her legs out and when she was redressed escorted her back to her room. The doctor came in an hour later with her discharge papers, care instructions, and a new appointment. Sara eagerly signed them. Brass and Gil finished packing up her room for her. Catherine and Ecklie were texted that Sara had been discharged from the hospital so they wouldn't come back and waste a trip. Grissom put Sara in his car and Jim followed the couple to Sara's apartment. Gil produced the key he'd swiped from Catherine and opened the door before giving Sara her key back. Sara took one look inside and…
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A/N: What do you think Sara did/said? Thank you all so much for the reviews I have gotten so far: I love them. I will update again tomorrow.
Have a great day everyone! Kelly