Don't know what direction I'm taking this in yet, but just so you know I do love Lady Heather & GSR. I've tried to keep her IC as much as I could. Hope it works alright. Please let me know if she goes too OOC.

Grissom sat dejectedly at the table while Heather sorted things in the kitchen, after a moment she strode confidently into the room with the tray which she laid down on the table.

"Cream no sugar?" Grissom asked as he poured some tea into a cup, Heather nodded. Grissom poured some cream into the cup and handed it to her.

"Aren't you having any Mr. Grissom?" She asked as she sipped from her cup and Grissom sat there motionless. He silently shook his head and Heather bowed her head slightly in understanding.

"Could we drop the Mr. Grissom?" He asked after a moment.

"If you wish." She replied calmly.

Grissom nodded thankfully and lapsed back into silence. Soon afterwards Heather reached across the table and took his hand.

"Gil, something is obviously upsetting you more than Catherine coming to talk to me. Would you like to talk about it?"

Grissom looked up, the fact barely registering that Sara was the only other person who he regularly allowed to call him Gil and not minding that Heather holding his hand was something else he would only normally allow Sara to do.

"I didn't tell her I was coming here." He muttered after a while as he looked back down at the table.

"Sara?" He nodded.

"Gil, you surely don't need me to tell you about that. I've never met Miss. Sidle, I cannot judge your relationship with her. But I do know that couples do not lie to each other of they feel that the other would approve of their choice. But you already knew that. Do you fear she will resent your choice to come here?"

"I know she will resent my choice not to tell her." He answered as he looked back up at her meeting her gaze and holding it.

She looked back at him, after a short while she looked away, "I believe I understand now Mr. Grissom." She murmured. Grissom tightened his grip on her hand slightly to draw back her attention.

"Heather, you said you would drop the Mr. Grissom."

"You fear that Sara will find out you came here, yet you still came here without her approval. You fear renewing any kind of intimacy with me for fear it would hurt you again by either hurting me or Sara, yet you ask that I address you informally. I know you had an operation as you heard sounds you could not before and yet you still watch my lips as I speak and watch my eyes as you reply. You do not wish to have a relationship with me and yet still you seek my approval and watch my reaction. You cannot do all those things at once and be firm about what you desire. First you need to address your own wishes before moving onto those of others. You need to work out who and what you desire. We both know that you have wanted Sara much longer than me. Therefore until you realise that what is the point of an intimacy growing between us which you will either sever due to fear or act on due to still not knowing what you yourself desire. I am simply making it easier by distancing myself from you now."

Grissom stared at her, after a time Heather spoke again.

"You are still watching my lips."

"You have lovely lips." He replied.

"I believe last time you said that you tried to take action and failed, only to then accuse me as you tried to form the intimacy you had so feared the night before."

"I no longer have that fear" he murmured in reply as he stood up and pulled her up at the same time, stepping closer to her. "Last time I said stop. I won't say stop again."

He muttered as he held his hands on her face and framed it as he had before.