Chapter 2

Tammy stood and walked towards them. She sat next to Grissom and leaned into him. "Any time Grissom's ready." Grissom looked at her confused. "You have to stop ogling to walk out the door." She chuckled as he went red and lowered his head. "I need a lift." She slipped in her plea as she ruffled his hair playfully and disappeared to get her shoes and coat.

Sara went back to looking through her mail with red cheeks. Grissom noticed her blushing and smiled. He drank some of his coffee before speaking. "Anything good?" He indicated the mail in her hands as she looked up.

"No, just bills." His eyes bored into hers as her red cheeks darkened and looked away.

Grissom lifted his cup again and finished it, still watching as she read the letters from who ever sent them. "Tammy is taking her time." Grissom asked looking over his shoulder.

"Probably waiting to catch us in the act." Sara instantly buried her head in her mail she held in her had. "I didn't mean to say that, sorry."

Grissom grinned at her slip. "It's all right." Grissom quickly glanced behind him them back at Sara. He stood and walked around the breakfast bar into then kitchen. Sara lifted her head to see him stop next to her. "Shouldn't disappoint her." He said seriously as he removed her mail from her hand and placed them on the counter.

"Griss, What are you doing?" Sara asked in a shaky voice as he moved closer to her and she watched as he leaned in slowly, still unsure. Grissom would have squashed her if he didn't find her small waist with both his hands. He smiled as she inhaled at the sudden contact and he blushed slightly. Sara's hands moved up his strong arms as she closed the small gap between them and brushed her lips with his nervously. Grissom responded with the same slow and careful pressure, until they both pulled each other close and deepened the kiss.

Tammy came into the room putting on her coat. She grinned at the display and headed towards the door. She opened it then walked out knowing they'd notice she'd gone once they came up for air.

Grissom broke the kiss and smiled against her cheek as he kissed it. "I've been wanting to do that for so long."

Sara giggled as he moved back to her lips and kissed her softly; she pulled back noticing a draft and looked at the front door. She laughed and Grissom followed her gaze. "You'd better go."

Grissom dropped his head to her shoulder and mumbled. "How did I get talked in running her to work?"

Sara lightly kissed his neck and mumbled in return. "You didn't talk, that's how." She smiled and watched as he gave a small wave and closed the door after him. Sara didn't even try to hide the grin that spread across her face. She had just kissed Grissom and Grissom made the first move, this was too much to suppressed the lovely warmth she felt covering her body as she gave out a small squeal while she curled up on the couch and fell in to a peaceful sleep.

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Nick managed to deliver her car back in one piece and an added bonus of a take out coffee. Nick also promised that next time he was working a case that she could drive no hassle.

Night-time came and the streetlights flickered on. The CSI building was glowing with the car park lights on. Tahoe's parked and there drivers walked into work.

Sara climbed out of her car and let out a shriek as a hand tapped her on the shoulder. Turning around fast she came face to face with Grissom. He chuckled and ducked his head in embarrassment at her reaction. "Sorry."

Sara grinned and giggled in return, watching him blush slightly. "Hey Griss." Grissom raised his head and smiled. They stood there not knowing exactly what to do. Sara looked around the car park noting that everyone had arrived and gone in. She turned back to face Grissom and motioned for him with her index finger. He grinned and took a step towards her. Grissom leaned forward and brushed his lips over hers. She moaned quietly as the kiss deepened, the momentum pushing her against the car door as Grissom pressed his body into hers. With his empty hand he gently squeezed her side, while his briefcase, in his other hand pressed flat against the side of the car. Sara's hands snaked around his neck and held him to her.

Pulling back he raised his hand to stroke her cheek, his thumb glided across her swollen lips. "Good evening Miss. Sidle" He said with a smiled.

Sara chuckled at his chivalry. Her hands came down to rest on his chest. "Evening Dr. Grissom. Shouldn't we be going into work?" Sara motioned with her head towards the building.

He mock pouted and nodded. A grin quickly spread across his face and Sara raised an eyebrow. "I hope we can continue this later Miss. Sidle." He smirked as he took a step back.

She followed him up the steps. "Only if you're good." She laughed as he gave a 'I'll-be-an-angel' expression, halo and all.

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"I was wondering if you'd like to go out tomorrow night?" Grissom asked as he entered the break room and sat down next to Sara.

She grinned as she kept her head down, looking at the magazine she was reading before he walked in. "I was wondering when you were going to ask."

Grissom chuckled and took her hand that rest on her leg and entwined their fingers. Sara gently squeezed her fingers around his and lifted her head to look into his eyes. "So?" He asked with a half smiled.

Sara nodded. "Do have some place in mind?" He nodded keeping a straight face. "You're not going to tell me are you?" Sara asked with a small grin as he shook his head. Sara pulled back as he leaned forward to kiss her. She shook her head with a serious expression and looked around the room. "Not here Griss. We could get caught."

Grissom realised and pulled back. "I'm sorry I forgot." He glanced at the doorway then back again. "I couldn't help myself."

Sara giggled and shook her head again. "Don't be sorry, I just don't want the others to catch us, that's all."

Grissom nodded in understanding. "We're going to have to tell them sooner or later you know?"

"I know, I just want to keep you to myself a little longer." She smiled, scanned the room again and leaned forward brushing her lips across his. They pulled apart quickly as voices were heard heading their way. Grissom slowly let her hand go and traced her palm with his finger, causing her to close her hand around it at the tickling sensation. Standing, he squeezed her shoulder lightly before walking out the room.

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