I Do Not Own CSI

"Can you hold the elevator for me," Melissa said, coming to stand beside her.

'Time for a little of my own payback,' she thought, a sly smirk on her face.

"What floor?"

"Main lobby," Melissa answered.

"Are you two headed back to Vegas today?"

"No, we have a few more days here. We decided to finish off our honeymoon in Boston," Sara answered as the elevator doors opened.

"I guess this is goodbye," Sara said, hoping to get out of the awkward situation she found herself in.

"Guess so," Melissa said, following her.

"Umm, where are you going," Sara asked.

"Gift shop, I'm in need of some aspirin. You?"

"Same thing, I just wanted some snack foods," Sara said, grabbing a couple different bags of chips from the rack as Melissa found her aspirin and they checked out.

"Do you have time for a cup of coffee, Sara," Melissa asked as Sara looked at her watch.

"I can stay for a cup of tea, I guess."

"Wow, I thought all CSI's lived off coffee. I know the ones I work with do."

"We're not all the same," Sara said, making a quick excuse, not wanting to let Melissa in on her pregnancy.

"Look, the reason I wanted to have coffee or tea was just to talk. I want to explain myself."

"Really Melissa there's no need to ex…."

"Yes, there is. I know my attitude towards Gil hasn't been very nice."

"You two parted on bad terms, I understand."

"Do you?"

"Excuse me?"

"It's just, I don't know how much Gil has told you about us, or what used to be us, but we were pretty close for awhile."

"A year"

"Just about, I mean I loved him, and I know that deep down inside he loved me too. I could tell just by looking into his eyes," Melissa said, smiling inside as Sara looked down. Everyone knew how expressive Gil could be with his eyes. And knowing Gil, Melissa knew that he probably said more with his eyes to Sara than with words.

"I mean, looking at you, that ring on your finger, his mothers ring."

"How did you know about this ring?"

"He showed it to me," Melissa fabricated, she had really stumbled upon it while borrowing a pair of Gil's socks.

"And you're young, I mean I'm not old, but I'm younger than Gil and when he left me, saying that he had found someone else and accidentally mentioned your name, it didn't take me too long to put the pieces together on who you were."

"We never meant to hurt you."

"That's the thing though, you did. Gil told me he knew that we weren't working anymore by the end and that was part of the reason for the break but he never said anything about it. I'm still convinced that we were fine at the end. It's not like we didn't talk, or go out, or make love," She said, causing Sara's head to snap up.

"All I know is that he met you, someone younger than me, and then all the sudden I was thrown to the curb. I just thought that you should know what really happened between us, and to warn you. I was with him for a year so I think I know a little about Gil."

"Warn me about what?"

"That he likes younger women. When you get too old you just may be tossed to the curb as well," Melissa said, getting up from her chair.

"Well, I'm off. It was nice meeting you face to face, Sara. Enjoy the rest of your honeymoon," she said with a slick smile.

"Yeah, I will," Sara mumbled, staring at her cup of tea, way too many thoughts running through her head.

'He showed her my wedding ring, they made love, she said he loved her, she loved him. But Gil said he never loved her, but his eyes, he doesn't have to say it when his eyes convey what he feels. She was younger, I'm even younger. Ok, what if he gets tired of me? I mean soon I'll be as big as a house, and two babies are going to take the front roll of our life, will he still want me?'

Taking her last sip of tea, Sara slowly made her way back up to the elevators, back up to her honeymoon suit where her new husband was still sleeping soundly.

Opening the door quietly as to not to wake Gil, Sara slowly made her way into the bathroom for a much needed pee break and to clean her face where a few tears stains had developed as Sara thought way to much about Melissa and Gil.

"This is stupid! We're married, he loves me. We're each other's family. He knows me, my past, and never ran for the woods. If he didn't want me he would have been long gone by now," Sara mumbled out as she wiped her face.

"Hey, you're back," Gil said softly as he opened the bathroom door.

"I am"

"What's wrong," Gil said, looking as the still evident tear stains on her cheek.

"Nothing," Sara said, moving around him and going into the small dinette.

"Something's wrong, Sara, tell me."

"I ran into Melissa downstairs."

"Oh?"

"Yeah"

"What did she want? You two don't really know each other."

"No, we don't."

"Is that all you're going to say? What did she want, Sara," Gil said softly as he sat on the bed and watched Sara move around the room.

"How did she know about your mother's wedding ring? You told me you had showed no other old girlfriends this ring. How did she know about it?"

"I showed it to her."

"You lied"

"Not really"

"The enlighten me, Gil," Sara said, the irritation evident in her voice. Pregnancy hormones were getting the better of Sara.

"She was over one weekend, it was cold, her socks had gotten wet. She had spilled something on them. She asked if she could borrow a pair of mine. I told her to grab a pair from my sock drawer, where I kept that ring. She stumbled upon it. When I came in she asked me about it and I told her that it was my mother's."

"Gil, I'm going to ask you this and I don't want you to lie to me."

"Ok"

"Did you love her? Do you still love her?"

"Yes"

TBC

Don't throw the hate mail at me yet, let him explain, lol

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CSI tonight, who's got there popcorn ready??

Katie