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Chapter 9

Teri was lecturing, and she had asked if he would watch. He said he would. Gil opened the door to the lecture room and hoped his entrance had passed unnoticed. He saw Sara in the back of the class. He noticed a seat was free that was right behind her. He slid into the desk.

Gil leaned forward in his desk. He could smell her fragrance from there. It was vanilla; sweet like her.

He whispered into her ear. "How is the lecture so far?" She turned around immediately at the words to meet blue eyes. She was shocked that he was behind her without her noticing his presents.

"What do you think?" She said answering him with a question and turning around. He looked around the room. People were intently listening to Teri and trying to write notes. It seemed boring and too serious.

"So do you want to ditch class?" She turned around quickly at his question.

"What?" She blurted out a little louder than needed which drew nosy eyes to them.

"You heard me," he said whispering in her ear, his voice husky.

"Follow me outside in five minutes," she answered going through with his plan. She started to get her books in order and stuff them in her bag and left the classroom. He followed. When he went through the door, he was faced with a smiling Sara.

"Grissom is that you," a woman shouted at Gil when he was leaning froward to capture Sara's lips with his own. They moved apart as the woman approached them. She had the same blue eyes as Gil, but hers were lighter and more piercing for an interrogation, with hair that was blondish red.

"I have been looking for you all day," she said ignoring Sara.

"Catherine have you meet, Sara Sidle?" Gil said pointing her out.

"Hi, nice to meet you. We have a case. The sheriff and Brass are already at the crime scene," she said getting to the point.

"So it must be major then?"

"Yea," she sighed. "Politics. The mayor was found with a gun."

Gil thought is over.

"We need all the help we can get. Sara, would you want to work along the side of the Las Vegas crime lab," he asked her seriously.

"Yea," she smiled.

"Really." Catherine looked shocked at Gil's question. He didn't usually open up. He had a twinkle in his eyes when he was around Sara that Catherine had never seen before, not even around Teri. This was the first time that she had seen him care for another human being.

"I guess I'll see you both later then," Catherine said leaving.

"You trust me to work the case with your team?"

"Yea, why not?"

"I…. never mind," she told him backing away. He wondered why she wouldn't share anything with him anymore. She had a wall up around him. He wanted to break it down.

He followed her to his car.

"Do you wish you could go back in time, and everything would be different?" Gil asked her as he turned off the engine in front of the lab.

"All the time," she told him.

"Why did things have to change," he asked her while fiddling with the keys in his hand.

"What do you mean?" She was playing dumb, when she knew exactly what he was talking about. He turned his head to look at her. He brought his hand to her cheek and moved her head, so she was looking at him.

"Don't do that," he said softly.

"Gil, you know after this week, I'm leaving. It can't last, so why try," she frowned.

"Because I want it to, and I know you do too."

"Gil, please don't. We both moved forward," she stated. He leaned forward and kissed her lips. It was very soft and gentle and only lasted a second, but it said so much. He wasn't going to run.

"How can I move on if I'm still in love with you?"

She was shocked. She tried not to show it.

"We better get going," she told him getting out of the car and not giving him a response. They didn't speak to each other the rest of the way. He said how he felt now he would wait and see what happened.

He showed her the way to the break room where the team was waiting.

"Hey everyone, I want you to meet Sara Sidle. She'll be working with us on the case," he said introducing Sara.

"This is Warrick and Nick, you haven't meet them yet," Gil said pointing them out. The young men got out of their seat and greeted Sara with a handshake. Gil felt a pang of jealous when they touched her hand and smiled at her.

"It's a pleasure," Nick said giving her a wink and sitting back down.

"Nice to meet you," Warrick told her.

"Hello," she responded. Brass decided to walk in at that moment.

"Ok, we have introduction, now let's go," Jim hurried everyone out of the room. Sara drove with Gil and Jim, while Catherine, Nick and Warrick where in the car behind them.

Gil was in the back while Sara had shotgun and Jim was driving. It made him a little uneasy.

"So Sara, may I call you Sara?"

She nodded her head and made a gap tooth smile. Gil felt himself melt in his seat.

"I was wondering if you could give me that story on how you and Gil meet, because it will be awhile before we get there?"

Gil saw Jim look back at him and was smiling through his teeth. Gil was nervous and squirming in his sit now. Sara noticed Gil's movement.

"He was my professor and we became friends," Sara made the conversation short. Gil sighed.

"I thought you said it was a long story," Jim questioned further. "There wasn't anything between you?" Jim asked boldly.

"What are you implying ?" Sara asked getting defensive.

"Jim, I think you have gone to far," Gil told his friend. They arrived at the crime scene. Sara jumped out of the car and headed to the scene.

Grissom and Sara were paired up and worked inside. They worked diligently together with poise and respect for each other's observations.

Jim had caught up with her after they had gathered their evidence and were logging it in.

"Sara, I'm sorry for my earlier behavior. It was out of line," he told her as she laid some of the evidence on the table. She didn't say word.

"I wasn't considering your feeling," he realized she was giving him the silent treatment.

He continued, but he knew what he was going to say next was going to get a response, "I was just trying to get Gil to realize that he needed to wake up. Sara for the short time I have known you, I know that you both are meant for each other."

"If you are trying to play matchmaker, I advise you not to," she said sternly.

"Why?"

"That's none of your business. Jim, thank you for your apology and I forgive you, but I need you to leave, so I can finish logging the evidence."

"He loves you," he murmured while leaving.

After she had finished logging the evidence, she went to get her results. When she stepped into the room, she found a young man with dirty blonde spiked hair dancing to Marilyn Manson CD, which was roaring loud.

He had his back to her and she tried to get his attention, so she turned the music off. He quickly turned around and tried to explain himself.

He thought she was someone else," Dr. Grissom, I'm so sorry. I know you hate…." He stopped in mid-sentence when he realized it wasn't Grissom.

She smiled at him. He felt like he was about to faint.

"Would you marry me?"

She started to laugh.

"Sanders. I advise you to leave Ms. Sidle alone," Gil warned coming through the door after hearing Greg's greeting.

"Gil, don't be mean," she told him and swatted his shoulder. Gil didn't say anything, but kept giving Greg a death glare.

"I'm sorry Mr. Sanders, but I'm an engaged already," she said politely.

Greg's face fell in disappointment.

"But you could do something for me," she continued. His face lit up again.

"Run this evidence for me, please."

"Anything for you, Ms. Sidle," he answered.

She smiled again and left it at that.

Sara was getting tired and knew when it was time to stop working. She went to Gil's office to see if he could take her to his home to sleep a couple hours. He wasn't there. She decided to wait on the couch for him. She told herself, she would only rest her eyes, but fell asleep.

Gil had a rough day. Jim and Greg tried to ask him questions about Sara, and Catherine's interrogation just a few minutes ago. He entered his office and found the woman that was in his dreams on his couch. He decided to let her sleep while he finished the rest of the paperwork. He brought a blanket out from the closet and tucked her in.

"Gil," she moaned at the warmth and pulled the blanket closer. Gil leaned forward and kissed her gently on her forehead. Her eyes fluttered open.

"Hey," she yawned.

"Go back to sleep, sweetie," he replied. Her eyes shut again.

He went back to his desk and finished his paperwork while keeping a eye on his Sara.