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1 hour 39 minutes later...
Sara was sitting on her couch flipping through channels on her TV, flipping through pages of the latest forensics magazine anxiously awaiting Grissom's return. She was replaying their recent conversation through her mind thinking how surreal it had been.
'Did I really say all those things to him and did he really say all that to me?'
She ran over the unlikely possibilities of someone drugging them or hypnotizing them and finally came to the conclusion that it had all really happened. Grissom really had been in her apartment, they really did have that conversation and he really did almost kiss her. 'Damn phone, dead body and bugs.' A soft knock broke her reverie.
"Come in, it's not locked."
"Sara, you really should lock your door. You know, someone could come in here and attack you."
"You can attack me any time you want, Grissom."
"You'd enjoy it too much."
"Don't believe everything you think."
"I know I'd enjoy it if you attacked me."
"You would not. You'd get scared and run away."
"You'll never know if you don't try."
"Well, I'm not gonna risk it. Right now, I've got you right where I want you."
"Is that a fact?"
"Yes. You're here, you're talking to me, you're not inching your way to the door. You're right where I want you-here."
"And I'm right where I want to be. I'm here with you."
"Oh, how sweet. You shouldn't treat me so nice I might come to expect it in the future."
"I'll try to be an ass every few minutes if that'll make you feel better."
"It would be more normal."
"Well, then your wish is my command."
"In that case, go clean my bathroom."
"I see how it is. You just want a man servant to do all your dirty chores."
"I could think of some more dirty chores for you to do. Most of them have nothing to do with cleaning."
"Ooh, sounds interesting. Maybe later."
"So, how was your crime scene? Did the DB and the bugs get you all excited?"
"You really want to hear all the details?"
"Talk nerdy to me."
"It turned out the bugs had nothing to do with the body. The kid who lived there raised bugs. There was a struggle and some of their homes got broken. So, the cops saw bugs around the body and called me."
"It must have been disappointing for you."
"Not as disappointing as having to leave you here while I had to go work."
"There you go being all sweet again."
"Oops, sorry. You want me to call you a bitch or something?"
"Only if you want a black eye."
"You seem to like threatening me."
"It's not a threat it's a promise. You call me a bitch you get a black eye. That goes for anyone who calls me that."
"I'd never call you that. Even though you can be a..."
"Stop right there, mister."
"I was only joking."
"I know. I love joking around with you, it's so much fun."
"Yeah, we should do it more often."
"That's all on you, Gris. I'm always up for some friendly banter. You're the one who goes hot and cold with it."
"You're right it's all my fault. I'll take all the blame."
"That's good because I was placing all the blame on you anyway."
"I deserve it but all that's in the past. I'm trying to focus on the future."
"The future? And what are your plans for the future?"
"Well...I was thinking, maybe...do you want to go get something to eat?"
"No."
"Come on, Sara, just one little meal together."
"Grissom, I don't know what to do about this."
"That was a low blow, Sara."
"Yeah, I know. How does it feel?"
"It feels awful. So...food?"
"I'm not really that hungry. I could fix you something if you are."
"I'm not that hungry either. I was just trying to..."
"I know. I appreciate it. I'd rather stay here with you and talk or...whatever."
"Talk or whatever?"
"Yeah. You know, we were just about to do something before your phone rang."
"Damn phone, damn job, damn..."
"Grissom, will you just kiss me already?"
"How could I say no to that?"
"You could stop talking and just do it."
"Yeah but now I'm nervous and I can't seem to stop talking and..."
"Grissom!"
"Now I feel under pressure and I don't know if I can do it and..."
"Grissom, just forget it."
"No. I want to kiss you. I just...I don't know."
"You're just scared. Grissom, I don't bite. Well, I do bite but only if you want me to."
"What are you now, a vampire?
"Well, I do work at night and stay in during the day."
"Hey, me too. I guess we're both vampires."
"You see, we're perfect for each other."
"I guess I can't argue with your wisdom. So, where were we before my phone rang?"
"You were about an inch away from kissing me."
"An inch? So, I was about this close?"
"Yeah, and then your phone..."
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Damn, not again!"
"You better answer it, Gris."
"Why does the world seem to hate me?"
"The world doesn't hate you it's just conspiring against you."
"Oh, is that all?...Hello! Yes. No. It's my night off! No. It's her night off too. Get somebody else. I have plans. You could try calling her but I think she's out of town. Okay, fine, call me right back."
"What's going on?"
"If I were you I wouldn't answer the phone. They want us to come in and cover for someone from day shift."
"Oh, well, I'm out of town and you apparently have plans."
"Let someone else do it for once. We need to relax and take it easy at least one day a year."
"And we're always the ones to cover for everybody else. I'm with you, let somebody else do it."
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Oh, they're trying to call me. Too bad I'm out of town."
"They'll try your cell next."
"My cell that I forgot to turn on and I accidentally left my pager at home. Darn the luck."
"I find it funny that the two biggest workaholics in Vegas don't want to go to work."
"I've got better things to do."
TBC...
They may kiss if the phone ever stops interrupting them. Story of my life- about to kiss the guy you've wanted for years and something keeps getting in the way.
1 hour 39 minutes later...
Sara was sitting on her couch flipping through channels on her TV, flipping through pages of the latest forensics magazine anxiously awaiting Grissom's return. She was replaying their recent conversation through her mind thinking how surreal it had been.
'Did I really say all those things to him and did he really say all that to me?'
She ran over the unlikely possibilities of someone drugging them or hypnotizing them and finally came to the conclusion that it had all really happened. Grissom really had been in her apartment, they really did have that conversation and he really did almost kiss her. 'Damn phone, dead body and bugs.' A soft knock broke her reverie.
"Come in, it's not locked."
"Sara, you really should lock your door. You know, someone could come in here and attack you."
"You can attack me any time you want, Grissom."
"You'd enjoy it too much."
"Don't believe everything you think."
"I know I'd enjoy it if you attacked me."
"You would not. You'd get scared and run away."
"You'll never know if you don't try."
"Well, I'm not gonna risk it. Right now, I've got you right where I want you."
"Is that a fact?"
"Yes. You're here, you're talking to me, you're not inching your way to the door. You're right where I want you-here."
"And I'm right where I want to be. I'm here with you."
"Oh, how sweet. You shouldn't treat me so nice I might come to expect it in the future."
"I'll try to be an ass every few minutes if that'll make you feel better."
"It would be more normal."
"Well, then your wish is my command."
"In that case, go clean my bathroom."
"I see how it is. You just want a man servant to do all your dirty chores."
"I could think of some more dirty chores for you to do. Most of them have nothing to do with cleaning."
"Ooh, sounds interesting. Maybe later."
"So, how was your crime scene? Did the DB and the bugs get you all excited?"
"You really want to hear all the details?"
"Talk nerdy to me."
"It turned out the bugs had nothing to do with the body. The kid who lived there raised bugs. There was a struggle and some of their homes got broken. So, the cops saw bugs around the body and called me."
"It must have been disappointing for you."
"Not as disappointing as having to leave you here while I had to go work."
"There you go being all sweet again."
"Oops, sorry. You want me to call you a bitch or something?"
"Only if you want a black eye."
"You seem to like threatening me."
"It's not a threat it's a promise. You call me a bitch you get a black eye. That goes for anyone who calls me that."
"I'd never call you that. Even though you can be a..."
"Stop right there, mister."
"I was only joking."
"I know. I love joking around with you, it's so much fun."
"Yeah, we should do it more often."
"That's all on you, Gris. I'm always up for some friendly banter. You're the one who goes hot and cold with it."
"You're right it's all my fault. I'll take all the blame."
"That's good because I was placing all the blame on you anyway."
"I deserve it but all that's in the past. I'm trying to focus on the future."
"The future? And what are your plans for the future?"
"Well...I was thinking, maybe...do you want to go get something to eat?"
"No."
"Come on, Sara, just one little meal together."
"Grissom, I don't know what to do about this."
"That was a low blow, Sara."
"Yeah, I know. How does it feel?"
"It feels awful. So...food?"
"I'm not really that hungry. I could fix you something if you are."
"I'm not that hungry either. I was just trying to..."
"I know. I appreciate it. I'd rather stay here with you and talk or...whatever."
"Talk or whatever?"
"Yeah. You know, we were just about to do something before your phone rang."
"Damn phone, damn job, damn..."
"Grissom, will you just kiss me already?"
"How could I say no to that?"
"You could stop talking and just do it."
"Yeah but now I'm nervous and I can't seem to stop talking and..."
"Grissom!"
"Now I feel under pressure and I don't know if I can do it and..."
"Grissom, just forget it."
"No. I want to kiss you. I just...I don't know."
"You're just scared. Grissom, I don't bite. Well, I do bite but only if you want me to."
"What are you now, a vampire?
"Well, I do work at night and stay in during the day."
"Hey, me too. I guess we're both vampires."
"You see, we're perfect for each other."
"I guess I can't argue with your wisdom. So, where were we before my phone rang?"
"You were about an inch away from kissing me."
"An inch? So, I was about this close?"
"Yeah, and then your phone..."
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Damn, not again!"
"You better answer it, Gris."
"Why does the world seem to hate me?"
"The world doesn't hate you it's just conspiring against you."
"Oh, is that all?...Hello! Yes. No. It's my night off! No. It's her night off too. Get somebody else. I have plans. You could try calling her but I think she's out of town. Okay, fine, call me right back."
"What's going on?"
"If I were you I wouldn't answer the phone. They want us to come in and cover for someone from day shift."
"Oh, well, I'm out of town and you apparently have plans."
"Let someone else do it for once. We need to relax and take it easy at least one day a year."
"And we're always the ones to cover for everybody else. I'm with you, let somebody else do it."
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Oh, they're trying to call me. Too bad I'm out of town."
"They'll try your cell next."
"My cell that I forgot to turn on and I accidentally left my pager at home. Darn the luck."
"I find it funny that the two biggest workaholics in Vegas don't want to go to work."
"I've got better things to do."
TBC...
They may kiss if the phone ever stops interrupting them. Story of my life- about to kiss the guy you've wanted for years and something keeps getting in the way.