Part 6
Sara and Grissom were seated on the coach reading Forensic Journals. Sara could not focus on her magazine though. Her eyes kept their focus on Grissom who was reading his own magazine. She looked back down at her magazine and could sense Grissom looking at her. How she loved when he looked at her. She felt like that was their way of communicating, like he could read her soul by just looking at her.
"Read anything interesting in there?"
"Um, yeah why do you ask?"
"Because you've been on that same page for a half an hour, and you've been staring at me constantly." He said to Sara with a big smile, who was sitting right next to him staring deep into his eyes.
She quickly turned her head as she could feel herself begin to blush. 'I love him so much.' She thought, 'Why can't I tell him that?'
'I love her so much.' He thought but was too afraid to tell her. There weren't many things in life that he was afraid of until he met Sara. She brought out a side of him that he had never even seen before, until he met her.
They both sat there in silence for what felt like forever to them both, until Grissom got up and walked toward the kitchen.
"Where are you going?"
"To find something for dinner. What would you like."
"Whatever you fix." She said with a big grin.
"Well how about soup and salad?"
"Sounds great."
"How about you go grab a quick shower before dinner?"
"That sounds great." She said as she was already heading for the bathroom.
As she prepared for her shower she removed the bandages that had once covered her wounds. 'Who would do this to me?' she thought as she examined them. Then the dream from the previous night began to haunt her. 'I can't take this, they've got to get the person who's tried to ruin my life.' she thought as she began to cry again. She knew that she was safe when she was with Grissom, but what if he got Grissom. She couldn't deal with life without him.
She tried hard to make her shower quick so she could eat. Her stomach was growling more now than it had in a long time.
When she emerged from the bathroom, she was wearing a pair of green sweatpants, and her old Harvard sweatshirt she had had for years.
"Wow, smells great." She said as she sniffed the air.
"Thanks. And just in time its already."
They both sat at the table, but neither of them said anything. It was an awkward silence, and it wasn't one of those ones that only came when they were reading each other's souls, it was just one that normal people had when they couldn't think of anything to say. He had heard her crying in the bathroom, but didn't know how to address the subject. But finally he just decided to fill the silence and ask her what was wrong..
"I heard you crying in the bathroom. Is everything ok?"
"Yeah, everything's fine." She said with a hint of anger in her voice.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah Grissom I'm fine." She sounded really annoyed at this point.
"Ok, just making sure." He knew that everything wasn't ok, but he let it go because he could never forget what happened last time and didn't want anything like it to happen again.
'I am so stubborn,' she thought, 'here is the first man that I actually have feeling for, who's offering me his help and I refuse it.'
After they had finished Sara walked over to the sink to begin to do the dishes, but was stopped by Grissom.
"Sara you don't have to do that I can get it."
"Its ok Grissom you cooked dinner, I can clean it up. Plus it actually makes me feel like I'm doing something, and I need to feel that since I can't go to work."
He gave Sara a look of submission and retreated to the living room, as she began to wash the dishes.
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Sara and Grissom were seated on the coach reading Forensic Journals. Sara could not focus on her magazine though. Her eyes kept their focus on Grissom who was reading his own magazine. She looked back down at her magazine and could sense Grissom looking at her. How she loved when he looked at her. She felt like that was their way of communicating, like he could read her soul by just looking at her.
"Read anything interesting in there?"
"Um, yeah why do you ask?"
"Because you've been on that same page for a half an hour, and you've been staring at me constantly." He said to Sara with a big smile, who was sitting right next to him staring deep into his eyes.
She quickly turned her head as she could feel herself begin to blush. 'I love him so much.' She thought, 'Why can't I tell him that?'
'I love her so much.' He thought but was too afraid to tell her. There weren't many things in life that he was afraid of until he met Sara. She brought out a side of him that he had never even seen before, until he met her.
They both sat there in silence for what felt like forever to them both, until Grissom got up and walked toward the kitchen.
"Where are you going?"
"To find something for dinner. What would you like."
"Whatever you fix." She said with a big grin.
"Well how about soup and salad?"
"Sounds great."
"How about you go grab a quick shower before dinner?"
"That sounds great." She said as she was already heading for the bathroom.
As she prepared for her shower she removed the bandages that had once covered her wounds. 'Who would do this to me?' she thought as she examined them. Then the dream from the previous night began to haunt her. 'I can't take this, they've got to get the person who's tried to ruin my life.' she thought as she began to cry again. She knew that she was safe when she was with Grissom, but what if he got Grissom. She couldn't deal with life without him.
She tried hard to make her shower quick so she could eat. Her stomach was growling more now than it had in a long time.
When she emerged from the bathroom, she was wearing a pair of green sweatpants, and her old Harvard sweatshirt she had had for years.
"Wow, smells great." She said as she sniffed the air.
"Thanks. And just in time its already."
They both sat at the table, but neither of them said anything. It was an awkward silence, and it wasn't one of those ones that only came when they were reading each other's souls, it was just one that normal people had when they couldn't think of anything to say. He had heard her crying in the bathroom, but didn't know how to address the subject. But finally he just decided to fill the silence and ask her what was wrong..
"I heard you crying in the bathroom. Is everything ok?"
"Yeah, everything's fine." She said with a hint of anger in her voice.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah Grissom I'm fine." She sounded really annoyed at this point.
"Ok, just making sure." He knew that everything wasn't ok, but he let it go because he could never forget what happened last time and didn't want anything like it to happen again.
'I am so stubborn,' she thought, 'here is the first man that I actually have feeling for, who's offering me his help and I refuse it.'
After they had finished Sara walked over to the sink to begin to do the dishes, but was stopped by Grissom.
"Sara you don't have to do that I can get it."
"Its ok Grissom you cooked dinner, I can clean it up. Plus it actually makes me feel like I'm doing something, and I need to feel that since I can't go to work."
He gave Sara a look of submission and retreated to the living room, as she began to wash the dishes.
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