Chapter 35

It was another glorious sunny day and all the Grissom's felt refreshed after a good night's sleep. Well, refreshed was the word for the first few hours now Michael was driving Grissom and Sara crazy.

"He didn't sneak a jar of coffee did he?" Sara chuckled as Michael bounced up and down on the sofa.

"I don't know but I think I'd better check." Grissom joked.

"Hey baby that's enough or you'll either damage the sofa or do yourself an injury."

"Awww..." Michael pouted and jumped down from the sofa in a huff.

"We need to find something else to keep him occupied. We've only been here two days and already he's bored."

Grissom nodded his agreement but he didn't have chance to think of anything before they heard a car pulling up outside.

Grissom frowned and looked at Sara. "What time is it?"

"Just gone twelve."

"It's not shift change time, who can that be?"

Michael heard the car too and ran to the window. His face beamed as he spotted the visitors, he ran to the door.

"Hey!" Sara reacted with the speed of a puma as Michael tried to unlock the door. She grabbed him. "No Michael, you do not go outside by yourself." Michael sighed and stood back.

Grissom peaked through the window. "It's okay." He smiled. "Let him out."

Sara frowned. "Are you..."

Grissom nodded. "I'm sure Sara, you can let him out."

Sara shrugged her shoulders and unlocked the door. "Go on then." She stood back allowing Michael the freedom to go outside.

The biggest smile graced Michael's lips and he hurried through the door and ran down the cabin steps.

"Unkie Jim, unkie Nick!" He hollered.

"Hey kiddo." Brass called as Michael ran towards them holding out his arms.

Sara smiled hearing Michaels shout. "Oh..."

Grissom grinned walking towards her. "See..." He took her hand and led her outside.

Brass pulled Michael from the floor and instantly Michael went for Brass's badge.

"Hey Mike, don't you have your own badge now?"

Michael nodded.

"Well do you mind if I keep mine then?"

Michael thought for a minute and then nodded. "K."

"Hey you two, what are doing here?" Sara asked.

Brass and Nick smiled.

"Just thought we'd drop by." Nick began. "See how you were getting on and..." He looked at Michael. "We brought you a present champ."

"Pwezent?" Michael asked excitedly.

Sara folded her arms. "What are you guys up too?" Her question was a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

"We brought Mike something." Brass continued. "To keep him occupied."

Sara looked at Grissom and they both raised their brow. "Really?" They said together.

"Yeah, a playground set. A swing, a slide and a see-saw. We just need to put it all together."

"Great." Grissom smiled.

"Hey why don't you guys take a break? Mike can help us put up his goodies. We can watch him for a while and have a good time huh champ?" Brass bounced Michael in his arms.

Michael nodded. "Yay! Swing."

Sara folded her arms. "Thanks Jim, we appreciate the offer but..."

"But what? Sara, this is us. Are you telling me the two of you couldn't use a little time alone? Come on. You know he will be safe."

Sara looked at Grissom who did nothing but smile. "Up to you honey, whatever you want."

"Come on Sar..." Nick grinned. "You can play on the swing later."

"Swing!" Michael shouted.

Sara laughed, she thought hard. She couldn't deny a little break would be nice and the promise of time alone with Grissom. Hmmm...

"Okay as long as you guys are sure."

"Of course we're sure; we wouldn't be here if we weren't, isn't that right champ?"

Michael nodded.

Sara gave in. "Okay then, thank you, but if you need us we won't be far."

Brass grinned. "We will be fine."

Grissom held out his arm. "Shall we?"

Sara giggled and looped her arm through his. "See you in a little while champ, you have fun."

"Yes! Fun! Swing!"

Sara laughed as they walked away back towards the cabin. "Well I certainly wasn't expecting this."

"Me either."

"Nice though." Sara sighed.

"So..." Grissom began. "...what would you like to do?"

Sara grinned wickedly and winked, Grissom's brow hitched.

"You feel like getting all hot and bothered?"

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Nick and Ricky helped Grissom push the boat into the water.

"Don't go too far out Mr Grissom okay?" Ricky took a radio from his pocket and handed it to Grissom. "If you get into trouble you can call me on this."

Grissom grinned and took the radio. "It's a row boat. It's not the titanic."

"Still, better safe than sorry."

"Absolutely." Sara interjected.

Grissom rolled his eyes and held out his hand. "Ready?"

Sara smiled. "Ready."

Grissom got into the boat first while Nick held it steady. Then he held out his arms, helping Sara into the boat. She sat in the middle of the boat and Grissom sat opposite.

"Thanks Nicky."

"No problem guys, you enjoy yourselves now."

Grissom grabbed the oars. "I'm sure we will." He pulled hard and they drifted out into the lake.

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It took a little under an hour for Brass and Nick to assemble Michaels present. Michael waited patiently as the construction went on, occasionally jumping up and down in excitement. Brass did his up most to keep the cursing to a minimum. D.I.Y was certainly not his forte. Finally everything was safe and erected.

Nick stood back with pride as Brass straightened his back with a heavy cringe.

"Had enough already Jim?" Nick joked.

"Very funny kid, I was putting up swing sets long before you were even..."

"Yeah yeah, I get it." Nick looked over to Michael. "Ready champ? It's all set up for ya."

Michael's eyes sparkled and he jumped to his feet. "Swing!" He shouted pointing to the swing. Before Nick or Brass could even agree he was already high tailing it towards the swing.

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Grissom didn't row out too far; they could still be seen but not enough for anyone to make out what they were doing. The boat was smallish but spacious. Sara and Grissom sat opposite each other in the centre of the boat until Grissom brought the boat to a gliding halt. It floated freely. The wind was light so they didn't drift too far. Sara took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of her surroundings and Grissom watched her. She smiled looking up to the sky. It was a crystal blue, identical in colour to her lovers eyes. She looked down to meet them.

"This is so nice."

Grissom smiled. "That it is. Quiet too." He grinned. "Peaceful."

"It sure is."

"You want to come a little closer? It's a little too peaceful over here."

Sara laughed. "We are only inches apart and can we both fit on that?" She pointed to the seat Grissom was on, it was barely wide enough for him let alone having her on their as well.

Grissom looked from left to right at the wooden panel beneath him. He stood.

"Hey, hey!" Sara grabbed him as the boat rocked a little. "What are you doing? You'll capsize us."

Grissom chuckled as he stepped backwards over his seat and eased himself down into the bottom of the boat. Leaning his head against the bow he held out his arms. "Now we can both fit."

Emitting a slight snort Sara carefully manoeuvred over the seats to her waiting husband. She sat on his seat for a moment and watched him. "I have to say hun, you look awfully vulnerable down there."

"Oh?" Grissom grinned. "Were you planning on taking advantage of me?"

Pursing her lips Sara looked around the water once more, just double checking they were still alone. "I may be considering it."

Grissom's right brow found its usual position and reached his hair line.

"You remember a few years ago, I asked you if you would ever consider sex in the open?"

Grissom felt the lump grow in his throat and shifted slightly. His pants already felt rather constricting at the thought. He remembered alright. He nodded and watched as Sara's tongue teasing stroked over her lips, slowly, sexily.

"Can you think of anywhere more open?" She looked him dead in the eye, her face beaming with sexual prowess, eyes sparkling at the promise of what she was suggesting.

Grissom took a long breath and swallowed the lump in his throat. "Honey I don't know if that would be such a good idea." His voice was cracked and gravely.

Sara reached for the top button of her blouse and popped it from the hole, she continued with the second, third, fourth. Slowly, so so slowly. Grissom watched unable to look away.

"And why would that be?" She whispered, stopping when he blouse fell open.

Now Grissom licked his lips. "Someone could see..."

Sara smirked and shuffled from the seat, kneeling in between his legs. She took his left leg and removed his shoe, followed by the right. Tracing her hands up his legs to the top of his thighs her smirk changed to a look of desire, total and utter desire for the man below her. Her hand traced over his fly and his eyes fluttered closed as she massaged him through the material of his pants. "You never disappoint do you?" Feeling his hardness made her ache.

His eyes slowly opened and she could still see slight reluctance within them. "No one can see us..." She leaned into him going for the buttons on his shirt, and as she had done with her own garment, popped his buttons free one by one, but totally this time letting his shirt fall aside to reveal his impressive chest. Softly, slowly she ran her finger tips over his bare skin, smiling to herself when she heard his breath hitch. With a burning intensity she scraped her finger nails over his abdomen and he groaned. She watched as his eyes clouded over with desire. He was like putty in her hands. Sitting back on her heals she made circular motions over his skin with her finger tips.

"We don't have too you know, if you're not comfortable." She knew there was no way he could resist her now, but she did love to tease him. However she was not expecting the reaction she got and squealed loudly as a large growl shot from Grissom's lungs as he grabbed her, pulling her down roughly and somehow managing to get her underneath him.

Sara looked at him a little stunned and tried to move. Now he grinned and smothered her, pinning her arms by her sides.

"Hey no fair, I was supposed to be seducing you damn it."

Grissom's mouth twitched a smile. "You are such a tease."

Sara thrust her hips into his and grinned as he groaned loudly. "Yeah? And you know you love every second of it." She struggled to break free but he wasn't letting up.

"You are not going anywhere..." Grissom bragged. "...you're mine now, to do with what I want."

Sara tried again but he still held strong, she gave up and took in the site of him hovering over her as the boat rocked under them.

"And what do you want...lover?"

Grissom's eyes narrowed as yet even in this position she could still manage to tease him. His lips quickly smothered hers in a fierce and hungry kiss. He released his hold and her arms snaked up his back to the nape of his neck where her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him harder into her. It was a hot and needy kiss, deep and hard, their lips roughly parted.

Their eyes locked once again. "I'm hungry." Grissom growled.

Sara frowned, not really the time for...

"I want to eat you."

Sara's lips formed an 'O' and she slapped herself from the inside at her stupidity.

"Well..." She cleared her throat. "...who am I to deny a growing man his appetite?"

Grissom grinned and kissed her again, ducking his hand inside her open blouse this time, tweaking a nipple through her silky bra. Her whimper became his downfall, he needed to taste her, now. Pulling away quickly he knelt in between her legs. As he unbuttoned her slacks and pulled them down her long luscious legs he found he couldn't take his eyes from her and was overcome by a true feeling of love. The way she looked at him, her face all flushed her hair a mess. What did he ever do to deserve such a marvel of beauty? He would spend every last ounce of strength protecting her, every last breath loving her and every last drop of sweat making love to her.

Sara noted he'd stopped for a moment, in an apparent trance as he gazed at her.

"Hey..." She asked softly.

Grissom shook his head. "Huh?"

"You okay?"

Grissom smiled broadly. "I just got lost in your beauty, allow me to continue."

Sara felt herself blush at his words as he removed her slacks completely.

Grissom sat back, slurping a content breath as his eyes roamed every inch of her skin. "So beautiful..." His lips started at her heel and he worked his hands and tender kisses slowly up her legs. Sara moaned in delight at his touch. Grissom hands could make her come in her panties before his mouth ever got near her. He was so soft, gentle, tender caresses burned fire through her body like liquid heat and she squirmed slightly. She couldn't take much more. She sighed as he finally reached her panties and kissed her through the fabric.

"I don't know which is wetter honey, you or the water we float upon."

"Gil! Stop teasing me and get on with your damn feast."

Grissom smiled as he hooked his fingers in her panties, removing them slowly. "Oh you don't like being teased?"

Sara looked up at him grinning at her. "Teasing? I show you teasing when I...oohh...agh...oh yes..."

Grissom didn't give her the opportunity to finish as he swooped down and engulfed her. Hooking his hands around her ass he pulled her around his hungry mouth.

"Oh..my...gggodddd..." Sara gasped as his tongue flicked in rough circles over her clit and his beard scrapped her thighs.

He pulled away for a brief second to look at her. Feeling the loss of his mouth she cried softly looking down to meet his eyes.

"You taste like heaven."

Sara nodded dumbly. "Please don't stop." Digging her hands in his hair she tugged, trying to pull him back to her core.

"Patience sweetheart."

"Patience hell, get back in there!"

"Yes ma'am." Licking his lips Grissom got back to the task in hand. He couldn't think of any other thing he'd rather do than pleasure his wife and he took her into his soul. Licking, nibbling, slow then fast, fast then slow, until she was thrashing beneath him, her hips rising to meet his attentions. He knew she was almost there and took her clit between his teeth, sucking hard as he ran his fingers on the underside of her left knee, one of her tender spots.

"Gil..." She gasped, her eyes clenching closed as she bucked hard, coming undone around him. He lapped up every drop of her juices as they flowed to his waiting tongue, as her spasms stilled, she finally settled. One last lick and he pulled away drawing his tongue around his lips to capture every last drop. He watched as his wife's eyes slowly flickered open and his heart melted as she smiled.

"Hi." He grinned.

Sara sighed contently. "Hi."

"Okay?"

"Hmmm." Sara stretched. "Very okay, why did we not use this boat before?"

Grissom laughed. "Maybe we need to invest in one."

"Maybe we do." Sara chuckled as she sat up. She grabbed his belt and pulled, yanking him quickly into a ravenous kiss that almost blew his socks off.

She pulled back. "My turn I think."

She pulled again so they switched positions and she straddled his lower legs. Pulling on his belt she freed it from his pants, popped the button from its hole and pulled down his zipper, very slowly.

A sharp hiss whined through Grissom's teeth as she slipped her hand around his boxers to fondle him.

"Always so hard..."

Grissom grunted as she pumped him through the material of his shorts.

"So what would you like?" She grinned wickedly at him. He was lost already, she could tell by the dazed look in his eyes.

"You."

"Me how?"

Grissom closed his eyes as she pumped a little harder. "Sara..please..."

"Tell me..."

"Now who is teasing?" He gasped.

"Tell me what you want baby." She pumped again.

"I...ahhh...told you..."

Sara stopped and Grissom's eyes shot open.

Tilting her head she raised her brow. "What do you want?"

Grissom gave in, he couldn't take anymore. "Want to feel you, be in you...Sara, please..."

Sara ruffled her nose and smiled; she pulled on his pants and boxers and in one smooth motion yanked them down to his knees, hovering over him.

"I think I'm still wet enough for you babe."

With lightening speed Grissom shot his hand to her inner thigh and inserted a finger into her. Sara yelped.

"Hey!"

"You're right, you are." He chuckled.

Sara slapped him on the chest and pulled his hand away. "You're going to pay for that."

Grissom raised his hands to grip her hips. "I hope so."

With a sly grin Sara took him in her palm and lined him up to her opening, slowly impaling herself on him she sighed. So good.

Grissom immediately thrust up into her and groaned loudly. "H..honey..." He gasped. "You...feel so...good, so hot...so wet..."

As Sara leaned forward Grissom wrapped his arms tightly around her as she smothered him and began to move. Their lips crashed together and each moan was eaten, disappearing before it could ever be heard. Sara rocked gently upon him and the boat swayed from side to side, it was an interesting feeling. The sloppy sound of their kissing mingled with the sound of the water splashing up the side of the boat and a soft breeze sent an erotic shiver down Sara's spine.

Placing her hands on his chest she pushed herself up. His eyes were tightly closed and his mouth open.

"Gil..." She breathed. "Open your eyes baby, look at me."

Grissom was so lost in the feeling of being inside her he didn't respond. Sara slowed her movements, bringing them to a halt. Now his eyes flicked open.

Both pairs of darkened eyes clashed. Sara smiled as she ran a finger over his lips. "Keep your eyes open."

Grissom strained a, "yes..." and Sara began to move once more.

Grissom gritted his teeth as her speed increased. Pools of sweat formed on his forehead and slowly tiny droplets trickled down his cheeks.

Leaning forward Sara's tongue skated over the perspiration and lapped it up. He tasted salty and of nothing else but pure Grissom and total masculinity. She moved faster, harder and Grissom grabbed the side of the boat hard, clinging on for dear life.

"Are you ready baby?" Sara gasped.

"Almost..." He groaned.

"Don't hold it in...let go..."

It took no more; Grissom cried out his wife's name and exploded. A flock of geese floating on the water nearby looked around in panic and quickly took to flight, squawking loudly.

Grissom slumped backwards, pulling Sara with him. She chuckled into his chest.

Grissom tried to regain some well needed air. "What?" He gasped.

"You scared the birdies away."

"Well they shouldn't be looking."

Sara continued to giggle as he snuck a soft hand under her blouse to run his fingers tenderly over her back.

"Thank you."

Grissom frowned. "For what?"

Sara looked up and into his eyes. "For experimenting."

Grissom smiled. "My pleasure."

Sara sighed happily. "We should probably head back. Little one will be in need of his feeding."

"Ah yes, the ravenous one will not wait."

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Nick played with Michael on the see-saw while Brass took a well earned rest.

"Don't you want a turn?" Nick asked him.

Brass grinned. "I don't think that was made for my, capacity."

Nick chuckled and looked over to the water to see the boat coming back to shore.

"Looks like mommy and daddy are back Mike, shall we go help them in?"

Michael nodded and jumped from his ride. They all headed towards the water.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Michael shouted.

"Hey champ." Grissom called throwing out a rope to Nick, who hauled the boat to ground.

Grissom jumped from the boat and helped Sara out.

"You guys have a good time?" Nick asked.

Grissom and Sara looked at each other trying not to grin. "Yes thank you."

"Mommy!" Michael took his mother's hand and pulled.

Sara laughed. "What baby?"

"Come, swing."

Sara allowed Michael to pull her towards his playground and Grissom walked behind.

Brass and Nick looked at each other and grinned when they caught site of something Grissom had forgotten.

Brass cleared his throat. "Err Gil; you might want to, erm, zip up." He tried not to chuckle and walked off.

Grissom looked to his fly in distress and his eyes caught Nick's. Nick quickly averted his gaze. "Hey Jim, wait up!" He called and quickly followed, leaving Grissom alone with his embarrassment.

Several minutes later Grissom joined the others. Brass grinned at him and Grissom gave him a death stare.

They all watched as Sara pushed Michael on the swing. "Hey this is great you two. Thank you so much for doing this for him."

"Tanks!" Michael shouted in between his giggles. "Higher mommy!"

Grissom folded his arms and smiled as he watched.

"So Jim you have any leads yet?" Grissom asked.

Sara looked over curious of the answer.

"No, not yet, nothing solid anyway. Catherine and Greg are digging into Kate's background and family, Nick and Warrick have been working on Joshua's past but so far nothing is giving us any help in finding them.

Sara sighed. "So you have no idea? Nothing?"

Brass shrugged his shoulders. "We have had no sightings, no reports, no public calls, nothing. They are probably a thousand miles from here now. Would you be? But we will find them; they have to come out of their hole at some point."

Sara glanced at Grissom. She could tell by the look on his face that he wasn't all that convinced and to be honest, neither was she.

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The day was over. Grissom and Sara lay entwined on the bed. Well, as close as they possibly could considering their son was between them fast asleep.

"Today was really nice." Sara reached over and brushed her knuckles softly over Grissom's cheek.

Grissom smiled and held her hand in place for a moment before kissing her fingers. "Yes it was, let's hope everyday is the same."

"Wishful thinking." Sara chuckled.

"Well, one can hope."

Grissom inspected her fingers closely. "The swelling has gone down a little more, how do they feel now?"

Sara ruffled her nose. "Still a little sore, but they don't hurt as much as they did."

Michael turned in the bed and snuggled into Sara's chest. She ran her hand softly through his hair. "Well at least we have something to keep him occupied now, at least for a little while."

"Yeah, too bad the baby sitters don't come in the set though."

Sara looked up at him slowly and grinned. "Too bad indeed."

Grissom yawned.

"You ready to go to sleep?"

Grissom nodded. "Whenever you are."

"I'm ready."

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Tony yawned as he stepped out of the patrol car and watched Mal and supporting officer Stuart Johnson doing their rounds. He pulled his jacket tighter there was quite a nip in the air. He looked at his watch. 5.44am. He wasn't a huge fan of the night shift and shuddered as a swift breeze swept by. Thankfully the sun was beginning to rise so the cold darkness would soon be gone. He took out his radio.

"Mal, Stu, report in please."

"All clear Tony..."

"Clear here..."

Both officers called in succession.

"Okay, out." Tony got back into his patrol car and placed the radio on the dashboard.

P.J sat in the passenger seat and shivered. "Damn it's cold out there huh?"

"A little."

Stu walked towards their little out house, a coffee was most certainly in order. Mal nodded his agreement seeing his direction and followed. Stu reached the door but he never got the opportunity to open it. He never saw it coming and fell forwards against the door, his body tumbled to the floor, dead.

Mal jumped seeing him fall; he pulled out his gun but had time to even move towards Stu when the second hit came. Right into his heart, Mal fell backwards and hit the dirt with a crunch.

Josh grinned and re positioned. This was easier than even he expected it to be. His next target, the car, was now in his sights and they had no idea he was even there...

A/N: Oooh no! Here we go guys; hold onto your hats, there is a bumpy ride ahead. It's been a long time coming and I think I've been pretty nice no? Prepare, it's not going to be pretty!