Chapter Ten
Sara was shocked. "Grissom, why would you lock your door, if you don't lock your windows. Someone could come in and rob the place or worse kill you in your sleep"
Sara's temper was beginning to rise. She was just getting started when Grissom placed his hand on her arm.
"We can do this session later? Right now, let's get in."
Sara followed Grissom back to the window. The sprinkler system had shut back off but the ground was very slippery. Grissom reached up and opened the window. He smiled.
"Okay, I'll give you a boost up and once in you can unlock the front door."
Grissom put his hands together. She started to lift her foot up but then noticed the mud on her shoes so she kicked them off. She placed her bare feet on Grissom's cupped hands. When she lurched up toward the window, Grissom lost his footing and they both came crashing down. Despite the softness of the wet grass, the ground was hard beneath them. Grissom immediately rolled over to check to see if Sara had been injured.
At first he thought she was crying but then realized she was laughing hysterically again.
"I think this is the most I have ever laughed in one day. This is great therapy Griss… Gil."
Grissom grinned. "I'm glad you find this so amusing." They once again pulled themselves up. This time Grissom was able to leverage himself against the building and Sara made her way into the bedroom. He heard a loud crash and then a thump as Sara fell into the bedroom.
"Sara, are you alright?" There was silence.
"Sara!"
Sara came to the window and peered out. "How attached were you to that spider in the glass aquarium?"
"You landed on my tarantula!" Grissom's voice began to rise.
Sara smirked.
"Sara, you better not laugh about this"
Sara disappeared and within a minute she opened the front door. Grissom stepped inside.
What else can happen?
There was a knock on the door. Grissom closed his eyes and shook his head. He just had to ask. He opened the door to find a uniformed police officer standing there. Sara ducked into the bathroom. She tried to hide the giggling that was escaping her lips.
It took several minutes to convince the officer that he had broken into his own townhouse because he had locked himself out. He was still arguing the officer when Brass walked up.
"Jim, would you tell the officer that I live here?"
"I've never seen that man before in my life." Brass grinned as he looked at Grissom's face.
Brass relented and got the officer to leave. "Having a bad morning Gil?"
Grissom frowned. Brass could tell he was not welcomed into the house. He looked at Grissom's muddy wet clothes and began laughing. He tried to think of something clever but he couldn't stop laughing.
Grissom's frown continued. "I seem to be spreading cheer everywhere today." His soon to be exfriend couldn't seem to contain his laughter. "Good day Jim." Grissom started to close the door when Brass straightened his face and looked at Grissom. "Tell Sara I said hello and that she owes me a dinner this week. I have to hear her side of this. Don't worry your secret is safe with me. What are friends for?" Brass walked away chuckling before Grissom could reply.
Grissom could hear the shower going in the bathroom and so he went into the bedroom to find some dry clothes. Just as he finished changing, Sara came out wearing his robe.
Things may be getting better.
Sara smiled when she saw Grissom blush. "If you have a washer and dryer, I can get our clothes cleaned. In the mean time, I thought it was best that I wear this. It is okay isn't it?"
"You probably look better in it. A little big but it will do."
"Well good, cause right now this is the only thing I'm wearing."
Grissom could feel his face turning red. Sara chuckled quietly.
Sara yawned as she placed the clothes in the dryer. Grissom had made some tea for her. She wondered if there was something in it since she had suddenly become very sleepy.
Grissom watched her yawn. He could see the appearance of dark circles and knew she had not slept. He too was tired. He needed to get some sleep as well.
"Sara, when was the last time you slept?"
She frowned.
"It's been a memorable morning but I think we both need some sleep. Let's postpone our session until another time."
He took her hand and led her to the bedroom. "You can have the bed. I don't mind crashing on the couch." Sara continued to frown.
"Gil, I promise I won't make any moves on you. We can share the bed."
"Ah, but there's the problem. I'm not sure I wouldn't make any moves. Night Sara."
He turned and left the room. Sara stood and waited. She heard him lay down on the couch and within minutes he was asleep. She shrugged her shoulders and climbed into bed. It smelled like Grissom. She clutched the pillow and covers up next to her skin. She inhaled his scent. She smiled as she drifted off to sleep.
She awoke to the sound of breathing next to her. She rolled over and found Grissom. She didn't know when he had joined her in the bed. She scooted over and hugged her body close to him. He wrapped his arms around her and she drifted off to sleep again.