1Ch. 28 (Not Allie POV)

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Sara paced the outside of Gil Grissom's office as she wracked her brains. She couldn't think of one was to put it. In fact...she wasn't even sure what 'it' was. Just then, his door opened.

"Can I help you?" Grissom poked his head out of his door. Sara jumped slightly.

"Oh, hey." She smiled at him. "Hey."

"Yes. Hey." Grissom looked at the floor then back at Sara. "Do you want to come in?" He stood back, allowing Sara to enter.

"Thanks. I, uh, wanted to chat...just if you're not busy."

"Go on." He shuffled through some papers on his desk, not really paying attention to Sara. She sat on the chair in front of him. She knew it would be impolite to barge into confessing her love etc. for him, but where matters of the heart were concerned, did politeness ever get a look in?

"So, um, how are you?"

"Fine. Got a case." He looked up and smiled. He must've noticed the look on Sara's face as he took a double-take.

"Good one, I hope."

"Mm." He nodded, still rifling through the papers. "Is everything okay, Sara?"

"Yep. Peachy." She breathed. Suddenly she felt herself go very warm and get slightly flustered. She remembered another time when this happened. She was performing on stage in the second grade. She ended up the envy of every girl in school over that part. She smiled, thinking of the nostalgia.

"You don't look so good...want a glass of water?"

"Nope. I just want to get this over with." She shot out, fiddling with her hair. Grissom put the papers down. Now he was plain-old concerned.

"Okay. Shoot."

"I...I-I...I love you." Not the best way to break the news, she thought. Grissom opened his mouth then quickly closed it again. "I mean...I think...Hold on."

Suddenly, Sara rushed out of the room and into the lab. Instantly, she grabbed Allie by the sleeve. "Bad idea, Allie!" She shouted. Greg looked up from his microscope, thoroughly confused. He'd never seen Allie like this. She was calm, cool...slightly collected. She never barged through her words.

"Whoa, what happened?" Allie asked, once out of everyone's ear-shot. Sara stoped and breathed.

"I told him."

"Really? What did he say?"

"He never said anything. Okay...I did not just do that."

"Oh, but you did. And you know what?" Allie smiled. "I'm proud."

"Yeah, you might be. I made a complete ass of myself! Probably get fired now." She muttered the last part. Disappointment ran through her veins as the tears started to form at the back of her eyes.

"It's okay. I'll come in with you. Now, what exactly did you say?" Allie asked calmly, as she walked Sara back to Grissom's office.

"I love you." Sara said, sarcastically.

"Oh. Huh. Right, well. On we go." She reached the door and shoved Sara in gently. Allie spied Grissom looking at his beetles. Apparently he never heard the door open. "Hey, Grissom!" Allie tried to sound chirpy. Yet she was downright nervous.

"You ran away, Sara." He stated, coldly. Allie swallowed as she made sure Sara was comfortably seated.

"Grissom, I'd like to help Sara here. I think..." Allie rested herself against the supervisor's chair. She was sure he stuffed items in there to make it comfier. "I think she wants to know how you feel." Oh, great, Allie thought, now I sound like Oprah... or Dr. Phil. Sara's eyes started to overflow as she looked at her hands, nestled in her lap. Allie felt her heart sink as Grissom turned round.

"I feel..." He stopped himself. Allie figured it was like a mental block on his emotions.

"You feel...?"

"He doesn't know how the hell he feels!" Sara snapped. "You know what? This was a whole, big mistake! She stood up, causing Allie to do the same.

"Sara, calm down, okay?"

"No, you know...he just. I love you, Grissom, I really do, but you have no - no... nothing! You're like a stone sometimes! For God's sake, I just told you I love you and what? Nothing! You say nothing, you do nothing, I mean you're so frustrating!" She threw her hands up. Allie agape, pulled herself together quickly. This was all so unlike Sara. So...out of character.

"In his defence, it doesn't seem like you gave him much time."

"You're supposed to be helping, Allie." Sara said, still fuming. Grissom did nothing during her rant except frown. Allie thought he might explode.

"Okay, this is good. Feelings...out in the open...it's good, right?" She looked into Grissom's eyes. "Now. Tell her what you feel. Or think. Whichever."

"I think...it's great you got your feelings out, Sara. I also think you need to take a few days off. Consider those feelings." He said, staring at the clock on the wall. Sara rolled her eyes. Allie nodded.

"Okay, thank you Grissom. Now, I need you both-"

"Don't you think I've considered my feelings?"

"Excuse me?"

"You're just after telling me, and Allie, that you don't reckon I've thought this over. And I haven't. But I have thought on my feelings for you. So..." A Sara pause ensues. "Which is it, Grissom?"

"Sara-" Allie started.

"No. Let him talk, Allie."

"Oh...kay."

"I...have a prior engagement regarding the case. Please excuse me."

"No!" Allie ran after him and pulled him back to his seat. "Sit. And do not stand up until you tell her your thoughts. If you think we'll get the implication that you're just a big softie, don't worry. We honestly won't."

"It isn't that." He stated, rubbing his face.

"Then what?" Sara asked.

"I don't wish to have this conversation at the current-" There was a knock at the door. Everyone turned round to face Nick.

"Hey. Got a few prints from that scene." Nick walked over to the desk. Seeing Sara, he cleared his throat. "Hope I'm not interrupting."

"Course not. This is a match."

"Indeed it is, boss." Nick stood over beside Allie. "Your Greg is the best with a microscope."

"Not my Greg." Allie mumbled. "And you don't get print results from microscopes. You get them from CODIS." She patted Nick on the back.

"Yeah, but I got microscopic things, too." He answered, smirking. Allie made a silent 'o' with her mouth. "How are we all doing here?" He asked, bright as a shiny new button. Grissom arched his eyebrow and looked up.

"We're fine, Nick. Go get a soda."

"Uh...yeah. Alright." Nick started back off towards the door. He noticed Sara had been crying which piqued his intrigue. "Allie, I'll call you later."

"Great. Look forward to it." Allie mumbled, turning back to Sara. Nick shut the door behind him, scratching his head. Alle sighed. "You two, I'm gonna go now. Anything else? Gil?"

He looked up, surprised, before shaking his head 'no'. Sara tutted. "Sidle?"

"Nothing. Grissom, I'm, uh, gonna take your advice. A week off. Who knows. I might not come back." She stood up. "Allie, thank you for your help. Sorry it didn't go as planned. But, hey...join the club." Sara grabbed her coat and flounced out, wiping her eyes. Allie sighed and threw her face into her hands.

"Grissom...are you nuts?!"

"Emotion...are beyond compare to the lovesick."

"Who said that?"

"Me. Just now." He stood up and put his glasses on.

"Whoa, up. Do you love her?"

"Well..."

"Yes or no." Allie stated, firmly. There was a pause that disgusted Allie.

"Yes." He replied hesitantly.

"Then why not tell her?" She pleaded.

"I have...issues, Allison. Everyone I love...something bad happens."

"Grissom, that is the biggest admission I've ever gotten out of you. It's also the biggest mystery I've gotten out of you. You still have a mom, right?"

"Yes."

"And she uses her deafness to give positivity, right?"

"I'm not sure..."

"She learned sign language. She worked through her deafness and came out positive, is what I mean."

"My father died. I had a brother who died. One girlfriend..." He took his glasses off slowly and placed them on the desk. "Obviously that never ended well."

"Grissom, one bad relationship...ah. Try and tell Sara. For her own good...and yours." She stood up, walked over to him and patted his shoulder. "Don't give up, Griss. On anything."

She left the room, leaving Grissom with his thoughts.

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(Allie POV)

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On my way out, I stopped in the lab and brought Greg some chocolate. He was sitting in his chair getting ready to leave.

"Hola." I waved. Greg looked up at me, boyish smile starting to spread over his face. I felt a sort of...butterfly, for lack of a better word, in the pit of my stomach. Damn Greg and his smile.

"Hey, Allie. What up?"

"Meh...nothing. Brought you a bag of chocolate."

"Aw, thanks." He winked, pulling out a pack of Buttons and bursting into them. Sometimes he was like a kid in a candy store.

"So, how's work?"

"You should know...never seen so much of you in my life since today. Everything okay?" He eyed me curiously. His hair was spiked flatly today. His hair generally looked great, whether he put any effort in or not. Except when he tried to match the porcupine look...

"Yep. Grissom and Sara issues, just. Sara...Sidle, this is. Asked me what I thought of them, basically. I said tell him you love him, she did, he didn't react, she did."

"Oh."

"Mm. She just came out! And then she flipped out, went psycho-Sara and accused him of being a fish."

"Eek."

"Seriously difficult to watch." I let out a sigh, leaning over the counter. "I feel tired, Greg. Really sleepy. I bet it's my fault, you know. Sara, I mean."

He came over to me and placed one arm over the small of my back and offered me a chocolate with the other hand.

"It's not your fault. You just...told her what you thought she should do. It's cute that you do that."

"Ah, you think everything I do's cute."

"Why, yes I do." He smirked.

"I'm going home. I'm tired. I have a film to watch and then I have to be up for work." I smiled. For some perverted reason I loved my work. "Why don't you come with me? You could sleep on the couch."

"Uh...yeah. What film?"

"Mommy Dearest. Supposed to be uberly scary." I grabbed one of his chocolates and started munching away.

"Cool. Meet you there in twenty?"

"Oh, yes." I smiled, swallowing the chocolate. Greg pouted and I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him. He grabbed hold of me and lifted me up, causing me to make a funny squealing noise. I'm not proud of it and I don't wish to re-live it. Greg laughed.

"What was that?"

"Nothing." I kissed him again, wriggling free of his arms. "Twenty minutes, no less!"

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A/N: Aloha! Hope you liked the chapter...I've decided to write most of this story in Allie POV now cause I enjoy that particular style of writing. I know, this was very badly written...Sara was too OOC for my liking. But, hey...she's hysterical. Anyways, please R&R. Four reviews and I'll update!!! Have a great rest of the day,

JauntyChick

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