We All Fall Down

Disclaimer: See chapter one…

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Sara Sidle had never been much of a sleeper. Ever since a child, a fitful sleep is what Sara had come to class as normal. Things didn't get any better as she worked her way up the CSI ladder, the more experienced she got the worse the cases got. She empathised with the victims and in her dreams the victims empathised with her. Both their screams mingling with each other always caused Sara to wake up in panic, her sweat drenched body shivering as she tried to will the nightmare to go away.

In the arms of Gil Grissom, nothing could hurt her.

She slept peacefully, as Grissom held her close to his inviting body. The heat of his bulky frame cocooning Sara, in a blanket of warmth. She nuzzled his bare chest as her dream washed over her. The pleasant moan from her throat bringing a small smile to Grissom's lips.

This is how life with Sara should have always been.

He watched her closely; sleep hadn't come to him after Sara's admission. She loved him. Sara Sidle loved him. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting it sink in for a moment. Ever since Sara had moved to Vegas, he had been a bastard towards her. He had led her on, and then let her down. He had refused flatly an invitation to change his life for the better, and in the end she had tried her best to forget about him and move on. He still blamed himself for pushing Sara to marry Jordan, if he had let his feelings come first instead of the silly notion that his job meant more to him, they wouldn't be in the position they were in now.

For all he knew, if he had accepted her dinner invitation, or asked her out himself, they could me married now, with a child or children, but his own selfishness had caused them so much hurt that it felt right to try and move on. Well, no more.

He needed Sara in his life, more than she could possibly imagine. He knew that the day he had gone to her house had been the last straw; he was on the brink of a breakdown. He could remember how every waking moment she had been in his thoughts, her voice, her smile, her passion. When he went to sleep it was no different. She had plagued his dreams, on several occasions he had woken up to find that he had ejaculated through a lust filled dream.

Now he had her, needed her…loved her and there was no way he was going to let her go.

Sara shifted slightly and opened her chocolate brow eyes, watching Grissom as he stared into nothingness; he was obviously deep in thought. She rubbed his chest lightly and smiled as he looked into her eyes and gave hr a soft squeeze.

"Hey..." Her sensual whisper was music to his ears.

"Hey there. Did you have a nice sleep?"

She snuggled into him and kissed his shoulder. "Mmhmm."

"Good."

They held one another for what felt like hours. Small kisses were placed here and there, whispers of affection floated through the air.

Sara's hand rubbed Grissom's chest in small circular motions. "Gil."

"Yeah?"

She sat up and looked into his blue orbs. His gaze was on her and nothing else.

"I think I'm going to give up on the apartment hunting."

He watched her as she stared at his lips. "Honey, are you sure? I don't want you to feel pressured into staying here because of what happened."

"And what did happen?"

He looked at her, his face beginning to redden.

"Gil, it's okay to say that we fucked. What happened wasn't about love back then, it was about our need for each other, to release this pent up sexual tension."

He nodded and held her tightly, his hand rubbing her arm up and down, trying to warm the goose pimpled flesh.

Sara reached up and cupped his bearded cheek in her hand; she raised her mouth to his and softly kissed his chapped lips.

He looked at her under lust filled eyes and arched an eyebrow. "What was that for?"

"Because I love you."

There, she had said it again, only this time she was awake and fully aware of what she was saying. She looked up into Grissom's face and gave him a soft smile. He smiled back.

"I…love you too."

Her smile turned into one of her toothy grins as she reached up to bring his lips to hers again. This time she slipped her tongue inside his mouth and began caressing the rough muscle. He moaned in her mouth as he opened up more, their mouths clashing as there arousal hit it's peak.

"Bedroom." Sara whispered, as she felt his hand gliding along her stomach and between her now wet thighs.

He hoisted her up in his arms and carried her into his bedroom. Sara was too aroused by this show of manliness to giggle at the situation, instead she moaned as he softly laid her on his bed. She took in the site of him naked. His strong powerful arms and his broad masculine chest. She stared for a moment at his erection. He was aroused, that she could tell. His member twitching ever so lightly in the cool sanctuary of his bedroom. She smiled as she remembered the feel of him, buried so deep inside of her. A moan escaped her lips.

He grinned at her as he covered her body with his and kissed her, licking her bottom lip and kneading her breast. She needed him and he most certainly needed her, this time it was all about them. Making love, showing each other by physical means how much they each meant to one another.

She felt his erection press into her folds; ever so lightly he entered the head of his penis into her slick tunnel.

"Ooooh, God. Gil, we didn't oooh use anything…uuuhhh before."

He kissed her slowly and moved from her body for a moment. She opened her eyes only to find him back in an instant, a foil packet half concealed in the palm of his hand.

She plucked it from his grasp and tore it open, sheathing his hard member. He lay on top of her again, this time instantly entering her. Both moaned at the contact.

"Sara honey, LOVE the way you feel. Mmm."

He began to thrust slowly into her, the feeling of being inside her almost too much. He had to hold back, he needed to bring Sara to orgasm. They quickly got into a slow sensual rhythm, his thrusts filling her, her need for him to be inside her more quickly elevated her level of arousal.

He could feel her slowly tightening around him as he pumped a little quicker into her. He gasped in surprise as he felt her hands on his ass, trying to pull him further in.

"Gil..oooh babe, I'm so close…soooo clooooo- uuhhhh"

Sara's orgasm washed over her like a tsunami, her body arching off the bed in pleasure. He gasped for air as she felt Grissom thrust into her several more times, gasping her name. Finally she felt him stiffen, as he pumped his way through his orgasm.

He kissed her slowly and rolled on his back, bringing her with him. He sighed in contentment and brushed a few sweaty strands of hair from her face.

"Sara, I love you so much."

"Mmm, I love you too babe."

He quickly discarded of the condom and slipped back under the covers, holding Sara's warm body against his, finally drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

Sara was the first to wake, the familiar ache between her thighs bringing a smile to her dry lips. She watched Grissom sleeping for a while, his face relaxed. He looked boyish. She kissed his lips softly and got up to shower. She looked at her reflection in his bathroom mirror and smiled. She looked like a pleasured woman.

Grinning, she quickly had a shower and brushed her teeth. She slipped clean clothes on and made her way to the kitchen to put some coffee on.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee wakened Grissom. He slowly stretched and sighed as he felt the burn of muscles that hadn't been used in a while. He slipped on a pair of clean boxers and followed the smell of the coffee that was now enticing him.

The sight of Sara Sidle making coffee in the morning still amused him to no end. He watched her as she poured two cups and hummed to herself.

"Hey you."

Startled she turned around quickly and playfully glared at him.

"You shouldn't be up. I was just about to bring you some coffee."

He grinned. "Well, I'm here now."

They both sat down and lovingly stared at each other. Grissom sipped his coffee and began to frown.

"Gil, what's wrong?"

He looked up from the cup that had held his concentration and shrugged.

"Last night…we…we didn't use anything the first time round."

"Yeah, and unfortunately I'm not on the pill."

He slowly licked his lips. "So there could be a chance you could fall pregnant."

She nodded slowly. "A slight chance. I don't think it's anything to worry about."

He nodded this time and reached over to hold her hand in his. "I love you."

"I love you too, Gil."

He smiled. "As many times that you say that, it'll never grow old."

They both sipped their coffee leisurely, stealing glances here and there.

"There's only a couple of hours till work, I'm going to go shower, get dressed and spend some quality time with my woman."

Sara grinned. "Woman? You going all cave man on me Gil?"

He laughed. "Maybe."

He gave her a slow sweet kiss on her lips and waddled off to go have his shower. Sara smiled as she watched him and shook her head in amazement.

"I've just made love to Gil Grissom."

TBC