Hints of Something more
Grissom made himself comfortable behind his desk with his new forensics magazine. He had managed to get to it before Sara and was hoping to read all of it before she found out he had it.
He turned the page and something fell out of it. He grasped the paper that fell out and placed it on his desk. Just as he was pulling the magazine back up in front of his face he realized what was on the paper.
He placed the magazine back on his desk and picked up what turned out to be a picture, and not just any picture. Sara was laying on their bed wearing very little, leaving even less to the imagination.
Grissom instantly hardened at the sight of her, even though it was just a picture. He looked around his office making sure no-one was near and then inspected the picture a bit closer.
His breath hitched slightly, he had never seen the particular outfit she was wearing and he was hoping for a private showing. Someone clearing their throat ripped him from his thoughts.
He looked up to find Catherine heading his way and he quickly pulled the picture down, covering it with the magazine.
"Oh hey, the new forensics journal. May I?" she asked reaching for the magazine.
He stopped her quickly by placing a hand on the magazine, "I just got it and haven't read through it yet. I'll let you borrow it when I'm done." He said quickly.
"Did you need something?" he asked as she took the seat opposite his. Half an hour later and Catherine finally left his office and he was sufficiently cooled off. Deciding he better hide the picture he placed it in the top drawer of his desk and locked it.
He quickly grabbed the assignments and headed to the break room. He walked in to find Sara working on a file. He walked over to the coffee maker and filled a mug before sitting down and waiting for the guys to show up.
"Hey Griss, Sara" Nick greeted as he came into the room and sat down. Soon the others followed and Grissom began to pass out the assignments.
"Nick you have a body at the tangiers" he said handing him the assignment slip. When he looked down at the next slip he froze. Sitting on the slip was yet another picture of Sara, but this time she was in a very provocative position in his office chair.
"Griss? You ok man?" Warrick asked and Grissom cleared his throat before pulling the slip from under the pile and handing it to Warrick.
Warrick gave him a funny look and tried to spy what had him in knots when he pulled the sheets up to his chest. "I'm fine, just thought of something. Cath, you have a domestic violence call" he said handing the last slip to her and looking over at Sara.
She looked so innocent when she looked up at him smiling. "Sara, you and I have that case to finish up." Just as he was saying this Sara's pager went off.
"Later guys, that's Hodges with my results" and she left the room, Grissom still clutching the picture to his chest protectively.
"Ok guys, to your scenes" he spat out before heading to his office to cool down for the second time that night. Sara took her time getting her results from Hodges before heading to Grissom's office.
She had hidden little pictures in a couple of other places only he would look and was planning on having fun torturing him tonight. She walked into his office to find him looking at the one she placed in the file on his desk.
His face was slightly red and he was having hard time focusing on the picture in front of him. Sara smiled and walked into his office and took the seat in front of his desk. She could tell by the look on his face he was hiding a large reaction to her pictures under his desk.
"Got the results from Hodges, seems our perp had a low sperm count, most likely caused by a genetic downfall" she said and he looked up from the photo. She smiled widely at him.
"Seems he could get it up just fine, he just couldn't deliver" she commented looking down at the file in front of her. She looked over at Grissom and witnessed the smile he was trying to contain.
She looked around and seeing no one around she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt. She pulled the sides of it apart and let him get a good view of what she was wearing. His eyes grew two shades darker and his smile turned into something else.
She got up from her chair and headed out of his office, buttoning her shirt back up on her way. "Hey Warrick" she said as she exited Grissom's office.
"Can you give this to Grissom for me, Ecklie said it was important and I forgot to give it to him just now" and she handed him an envelope. He nodded his head and then took the letter to Grissom.
"Hey Griss" he greeted handing him the envelope and sitting down in the chair. "When I got to my scene there wasn't one."
"What do you mean there was no scene" he asked while opening the letter.
"Apparently the couple that had called saying there was a shooting miss heard what was going on. The couple next door was…" he trailed off when he saw the look on Grissom's face. He was as red as a beet.
"Griss man, you sure your ok?" Warrick asked with concern. Grissom seemed to pale a little when he looked at Warrick.
"Yeah I'm fine. If you see Sara on your way out will you tell her I need to discuss her breasts" he said.
"You need to discuss her what?" Warrick asked astonished.
"Her tests, the results of her tests" he said. Warrick just nodded his head, smiled and got up to leave.
"Sara, I think Grissom wants to examine your breasts" Warrick passing her on his way to the coffee maker. "Must be all those non-photo's he's been looking at all day" he finished, witnessing Sara turn a bright red before leaving the room muttering something about looking over peoples shoulders.
There's only going to be about five more chapters to this story before I shut it down. I might make a sequel, but who knows. Let me know what you think.
Connie