Part 8
Sara went around the apartment for the next few days, sulking, because she couldn't, well she wouldn't go back to work because Grissom wasn't going to be there. And Grissom felt bad for her, and himself. He wanted Sara to be happy so he had arranged a surprises for her, and waited for her to wake up, which she always did around 8. It was now 8:02 and like clock work, she was up and heading toward the kitchen for her cup of coffee.
"Good morning Grissom." She was still partly asleep.
"Good morning."
She poured her much needed cup of coffee and walked toward the couch were Grissom was sitting, and sat next to him, curling up her legs underneath her.
"I have a surprise for you."
"Oh really?" she was now fully awake.
"You don't have to do this if your not comfortable with it, but I've asked Warrick to go with you and protect you at any crime scenes if you wanted to go back to work."
She had one of her original smile starting to appear on her face, and she then leaned forward wrapping her arms around his torso for a hug, and then pulling away a bit, and leaning back in towards him for a kiss. After a few seconds Grissom pulled back breaking the kiss, and asking, "So I guess that's a yes?"
"Yes. Thank you so much. When do I get to start?"
"Tomorrow. I have a something planed for us tonight."
She gave him a confused look, with a bit of a head tilt, and all he did was smile. He loved the way she looked when she was confused, maybe because he didn't get to see it as much as he wanted.
"Gil Grissom. What are you planning?"
"It's a surprises. You're going to have to wait."
"Grissom! Tell me!"
"Can't you'll have to wait and see."
She let out a frustrated growl. "Please." She pleaded with him. "Just give me a hint."
"Nope." He got up and started walking towards the kitchen.
"Where are you going? Don't think your getting away easy Grissom. Tell me."
"I'm not going anywhere but the kitchen to make breakfast. Do you want any?"
"Yeah, but not as much as I want to know what you're planning."
"Nope. You're not getting anything out of me."
"No." was his simple reply while pulling out things to make breakfast with.
"Please. " she gave him the sad eyes.
"You are never going to stop are you?"
"Not until I get my hint."
"Fine, you'll need warm clothes."
That was not the kind of hint she was looking for but, it would have to do.
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Later that day Grissom gave her another hint. "Where your old boots and something comfy."
"She now had an idea of what was going on, but she wasn't positive."
After they had driven past the casinos, and residential areas, and were about ten miles away from another living human being, Grissom brought the car to a pause, and Sara realized where they were. They were at the same spot they had there first date. Sara thought back about that night in the desert when they had their first "Date". It sat back in the trunk and hung there feet over the edge and talked for hours about cases, their past together, and life in general.
She turned toward him and gave him the biggest smile she could give. He returned the gesture and hoped out of the car running around to the other side, opening her door and then they made their way to the back of the Tahoe, opening the trunk and helping Sara up, and then climbing in himself. Just like their first date they sat there talking about everything. They talked for hours, so much in fact, that they were just able to see the once dark blue sky begin to fade into a deep purple and then yellows, oranges, and reds danced across the sky as the sun started to come up.
"Grissom."
"Yeah."
"Thank you. I will always remember this moment."
"Me too."
They sat in silence for a few minutes until she spoke, again.
"Grissom."
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too. You don't know how long I've wanted to tell you."
They both smiled, and Sara scooted closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder, as he wrapped his arm around her waist and placed a kiss on her forehead.
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Sara went around the apartment for the next few days, sulking, because she couldn't, well she wouldn't go back to work because Grissom wasn't going to be there. And Grissom felt bad for her, and himself. He wanted Sara to be happy so he had arranged a surprises for her, and waited for her to wake up, which she always did around 8. It was now 8:02 and like clock work, she was up and heading toward the kitchen for her cup of coffee.
"Good morning Grissom." She was still partly asleep.
"Good morning."
She poured her much needed cup of coffee and walked toward the couch were Grissom was sitting, and sat next to him, curling up her legs underneath her.
"I have a surprise for you."
"Oh really?" she was now fully awake.
"You don't have to do this if your not comfortable with it, but I've asked Warrick to go with you and protect you at any crime scenes if you wanted to go back to work."
She had one of her original smile starting to appear on her face, and she then leaned forward wrapping her arms around his torso for a hug, and then pulling away a bit, and leaning back in towards him for a kiss. After a few seconds Grissom pulled back breaking the kiss, and asking, "So I guess that's a yes?"
"Yes. Thank you so much. When do I get to start?"
"Tomorrow. I have a something planed for us tonight."
She gave him a confused look, with a bit of a head tilt, and all he did was smile. He loved the way she looked when she was confused, maybe because he didn't get to see it as much as he wanted.
"Gil Grissom. What are you planning?"
"It's a surprises. You're going to have to wait."
"Grissom! Tell me!"
"Can't you'll have to wait and see."
She let out a frustrated growl. "Please." She pleaded with him. "Just give me a hint."
"Nope." He got up and started walking towards the kitchen.
"Where are you going? Don't think your getting away easy Grissom. Tell me."
"I'm not going anywhere but the kitchen to make breakfast. Do you want any?"
"Yeah, but not as much as I want to know what you're planning."
"Nope. You're not getting anything out of me."
"No." was his simple reply while pulling out things to make breakfast with.
"Please. " she gave him the sad eyes.
"You are never going to stop are you?"
"Not until I get my hint."
"Fine, you'll need warm clothes."
That was not the kind of hint she was looking for but, it would have to do.
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Later that day Grissom gave her another hint. "Where your old boots and something comfy."
"She now had an idea of what was going on, but she wasn't positive."
After they had driven past the casinos, and residential areas, and were about ten miles away from another living human being, Grissom brought the car to a pause, and Sara realized where they were. They were at the same spot they had there first date. Sara thought back about that night in the desert when they had their first "Date". It sat back in the trunk and hung there feet over the edge and talked for hours about cases, their past together, and life in general.
She turned toward him and gave him the biggest smile she could give. He returned the gesture and hoped out of the car running around to the other side, opening her door and then they made their way to the back of the Tahoe, opening the trunk and helping Sara up, and then climbing in himself. Just like their first date they sat there talking about everything. They talked for hours, so much in fact, that they were just able to see the once dark blue sky begin to fade into a deep purple and then yellows, oranges, and reds danced across the sky as the sun started to come up.
"Grissom."
"Yeah."
"Thank you. I will always remember this moment."
"Me too."
They sat in silence for a few minutes until she spoke, again.
"Grissom."
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too. You don't know how long I've wanted to tell you."
They both smiled, and Sara scooted closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder, as he wrapped his arm around her waist and placed a kiss on her forehead.
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