The rest of the week had flown by and sadly, it was time for Gil and Sara to return home. Diane was looking and feeling better than she had in months. Sully was grateful that they both could take time to come out and see her. They had a lot of fun and were a little depressed to be going back to Vegas. Diane made them promise to have the wedding in California so she could attend. They had already decided this, so it was easy to agree to her demands. Sully handed them some photos that were taken the other day and drove them to the airport. In return, they made Sully promise to tell the team that their visit was horrible. Gil had let Sully in on the plan to teach his team a lesson. Sully agreed and called Catherine as soon as they left.
"Willows."
"Hey, it's Sully. Gil and Sara are on their way back and will be there in a few hours."
"We know. Jim had their itinerary. How'd it go? Any better than when they left?"
"No. They were their usual selves with Diane, but also saw her separately. They didn't speak to each other unless they had to and even then it came across as forced politeness."
"Crap. You would think for two adults, they could at least be civil."
"I agree." Sully said with a smile. Gil's lesson would definitely teach them a lesson. He hoped that they would forgive the two schemers when all was said and done.
"Did you get out of either one of them why they split all those years ago?"
"No, they remain tight lipped about it and whenever someone brought it up, they cast angry glares at the other. It wasn't much fun. Diane was the only one able to talk to them. I think she knows the story, but she won't say a word. She definitely knows how to keep a secret. Gil and Sara called her all of the time because they know she'd never say a word without their consent."
"She sounds like a good friend."
"She is. It's one reason I fell in love with her." Sully spoke joyfully about his wife, but his tone was sad. He knew he was rapidly running out of time with her.
"I hope I get to meet her. If Sara trusts her, then she's worth knowing. That girl is reluctant to tell you what her favorite color is." Catherine laughed a little at the end of her sentence.
"It used to be purple. I don't know if it still is though." Sully told her easily.
"Now I definitely want to get them trashed to see if they loosen up. I didn't recognize those happy people in your videos."
"I know. I almost didn't either. They have both changed a lot. Back then, Gil had no trouble publicly claiming her. She had a lot of visual admirers, but she never saw them."
"Thanks. I have your email and I think I know what I can do to help them along, but first I have to get them talking. Thanks for the phone call. I'll keep you up to date." Catherine offered.
"Please do. I want to be kept in the loop on this one and maybe we'll see a way that I can help too."
"I will. Talk to you later, Sully."
"Bye Catherine." Sully hung up and started to laugh. He went home to tell his wife what Gil was doing. She too had a laugh and relayed the message to Sara, who was on the phone with her at the time. Diane hung up and Sully crawled in bed with Diane to enjoy as much time as he could. It was always the moments like this that the couple savored the most.
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Brass elected himself the one to pick up Gil and Sara from the airport. Catherine went along for the ride. She relayed the conversation she'd had with Sully about it not going well in California. He sighed at the total stubbornness the two geeks had. The team was preparing for his cold treatment of her again.
Gil and Sara had their game faces on as soon as they departed the plane. Having sat next to each other they were only a few feet apart when they reached baggage claim. Though it was difficult, he purposefully left her to grab her own bag. He wore a look of impatience while he waited for her. Brass was shocked and gave Gil a dirty look before going to help her. Catherine smacked him in the arm.
"What was that for?"
"You can at least be a gentleman." Catherine gestured to Brass carrying Sara's bag.
"She bitched at me a week ago when I tried to do just that. I decided I didn't want to be yelled at this time." He spoke with a hard voice.
"So, are you going to be like this at work too?" She accused.
"Like what?"
"Indifferent to her and assigning her the crappiest cases, then making her work them solo more often than not." Catherine told him matter of factly. Any reply that he would have had was cut off by the arrival of Brass and Sara. Catherine led the way to Brass' car and quickly claimed the front seat. Gil and Sara fought hard against the urge to move closer together; instead keeping up the faced by sitting as far apart as the car would allow. They gave responses as short as possible when asked questions from Brass and Catherine. They shared a quick look that the two deceivers found highly amusing.
When they got to Sara's, Brass got out to help her. Gil sat silently and neither one of them said goodbye to the other. Brass gave Sara a hug and welcomed her home.
"Thanks for the ride, Brass. See you tonight Catherine." Sara had said and walked away with her bags in tow. Brass waited until she was inside before driving away and began the verbal assault on Grissom.
"You can't be nice to her anymore?"
"She wasn't exactly nice back if you hadn't noticed." Gil retorted.
"So two wrongs make a right? Since when?" Catherine jumped in.
"I thought it was better than her humiliating me with her rudeness. I did try more than once to be nice and she bit my head off every time." Gil was lying through his teeth and loving every minute of it.
"You two need to grow up." Brass was frustrated by their juvenile behavior.
"We have. Silent treatment is better than yelling and screaming isn't it?"
"Talking would be even better." Catherine scolded him.
"I don't want to talk to her right now." Again with more lies.
"You better start talking to her soon, or else." Catherine informed him.
"Are you threatening me?" Gil was amused and very curious now.
"Take it as you will. Get some rest and we'll see you tonight." Catherine ended the conversation since Brass was stopped in front of Gil's place. Gil thanked Brass for the ride and collected his things to go inside. Once Brass had driven away, he picked up the phone to call Sara.
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"Hello?"
"You so owe me." Gil skipped his greeting. He could almost see Sara smiling on the other end.
"I'm sorry, whose idea was this?" She teased.
"You still owe me. They really ripped me a new one. They told me to talk to you soon 'or else'."
"What do you think they'll do?" Sara was a little more serious now.
"I don't know. I am curious though."
"Me too. Since they're mad at you, I'll see what I can figure out." Sara offered.
"Be my guest. I want to see you, but I think we should lay low for a couple of days."
"Agreed. Do you know what I would do to you if we were together?" Sara turned her voice seductive and knew that Gil had heard the change. She could hear him moving around his place.
"What would you do?" He asked while starting to take his clothes off as quietly as possible.
"Not talking." He groaned and felt his body start to react from the suggestiveness of her voice.
"I should go finish what you just started."
"Sounds like a good plan. I'm already dressed for the occasion." Her voice was oozing sex at this point causing him to groan again. He was unable to stop his hand from reaching its destination. He suddenly became a full participant in her game and every word they used pushed them closer and closer to fulfillment.
He could hear her panting on the other end.
"Please tell me we don't have to resort to this all the time." She begged.
"I hope not. It's not nearly as much fun, but it beats doing it without you." She chuckled tiredly.
"Good point. I'm worn out now."
"Me too. Get some sleep Honey. I love you." Gil cleaned himself up and got back in bed.
"I love you too Gil."
"Don't forget the next part of the plan." He reminded her.
"I won't; see you tonight." Sara hung up and they both passed out.
