Chapter 5
Grissom was again sat on the grass at lunchtime with his book. Warrick and Catherine had gone elsewhere to be alone, leaving Grissom on his own. A shadow fell over him and he looked up. His bright smile appeared on his face in an instant.
"Can I sit here?" Sara asked mimicking his smile with one showing her teeth.
Grissom sat up and nodded. "Please."
Sara sat next to him and took the book from his hands. "Is this the one you were reading yesterday?"
"It is." He watched her face glow in the sunlight and her smile grew as she looked through the book.
"How long have you been interested in forensics?" She asked looking up from the book and blushing slightly as she saw his eyes staring at her.
He cleared his throat and took the book from her. "Since I was nine. How about you?"
"Erm.not too sure really. Not long, a few years maybe." She looked at the grass and picked at the green blades, twisting them around her finger. "So, what classes are you taking? You seem to have a lot of time to yourself."
Grissom laughed and looked up at the tree branches over their heads. "I'm a physics, maths, science and games student. How about you?"
He lowered his head and found her eyes again. "Pretty much the same as you, but not games. I do mathematical science, normal science with Dr. Samson, IT with Mr. Dodges and Physics with Professor Roberts."
"You sound very smart." He said crossing his legs and faced her, fully interested what she was saying.
Sara grinned. "Well, you must be too if you have the same classes."
"I won't boast if you don't" He laughed as she held out her hand to seal the promise.
He reached out sealed it, but was reluctant to let it go. They looked down at their hands and slowly released each other. Nick came running across the courtyard with Greg and stopped when they say Sara wasn't alone.
"Hey Sara, you ready?" Greg asked and waited for her as she stood up.
Grissom stood as well. "I'm coming Greggo." She shouted over her shoulder. "Erm. I'll see you around right?"
"Of course." He replied shyly. Sara nodded and turned to the two waiting for her by the fountain. As soon as she reached them Grissom could see her being teased, which made him blush.
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"I don't know why I bother guys. You want me to teach you or not?" Sara's tone of voice was pissed.
Greg and Nick burst out laughing and flicked a tiny flour bomb at her and landed on her T-shirt. "Oh shit." Greg cursed when he saw her eyes flash with anger. "It was his fault." Greg pointed at Nick.
"Hey not fair." Nick protested.
Sara pulled the bomb pieces from her and picked up a handful of flour chucking it at them both. That was how it began and didn't stop until Sara chased Greg towards the front door.
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He stood at the end of the path and looked at the light coming from the living room. He began walking towards the door clutching his hands around the hardback book. He kept running things to say through his head when he got to the door and was about to knock when it flew open and a large white cloud fell on him. A voice screamed past him and disappeared down the street. He turned to the people laughing hysterically until they realised whom was covered in the flour bomb.
Sara gasped and apologised. "Oh god Gil, I'm so sorry. I didn't realise someone was at the door." She approached him and started to brush the flour off his shirt while Nick ran after Greg with more flour bombs.
"I'm sure you're trying to tell me something about my shirt's Sara." He said chuckling at her attempts to remove the flour.
She laughed and pulled him through the door by his arm. "Come through to the kitchen and you can wash off the paper, while I find something for you to change into."
He was about to object when she left him standing by the sink. He shrugged his shoulders and began unbuttoning his shirt.
Grissom was again sat on the grass at lunchtime with his book. Warrick and Catherine had gone elsewhere to be alone, leaving Grissom on his own. A shadow fell over him and he looked up. His bright smile appeared on his face in an instant.
"Can I sit here?" Sara asked mimicking his smile with one showing her teeth.
Grissom sat up and nodded. "Please."
Sara sat next to him and took the book from his hands. "Is this the one you were reading yesterday?"
"It is." He watched her face glow in the sunlight and her smile grew as she looked through the book.
"How long have you been interested in forensics?" She asked looking up from the book and blushing slightly as she saw his eyes staring at her.
He cleared his throat and took the book from her. "Since I was nine. How about you?"
"Erm.not too sure really. Not long, a few years maybe." She looked at the grass and picked at the green blades, twisting them around her finger. "So, what classes are you taking? You seem to have a lot of time to yourself."
Grissom laughed and looked up at the tree branches over their heads. "I'm a physics, maths, science and games student. How about you?"
He lowered his head and found her eyes again. "Pretty much the same as you, but not games. I do mathematical science, normal science with Dr. Samson, IT with Mr. Dodges and Physics with Professor Roberts."
"You sound very smart." He said crossing his legs and faced her, fully interested what she was saying.
Sara grinned. "Well, you must be too if you have the same classes."
"I won't boast if you don't" He laughed as she held out her hand to seal the promise.
He reached out sealed it, but was reluctant to let it go. They looked down at their hands and slowly released each other. Nick came running across the courtyard with Greg and stopped when they say Sara wasn't alone.
"Hey Sara, you ready?" Greg asked and waited for her as she stood up.
Grissom stood as well. "I'm coming Greggo." She shouted over her shoulder. "Erm. I'll see you around right?"
"Of course." He replied shyly. Sara nodded and turned to the two waiting for her by the fountain. As soon as she reached them Grissom could see her being teased, which made him blush.
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"I don't know why I bother guys. You want me to teach you or not?" Sara's tone of voice was pissed.
Greg and Nick burst out laughing and flicked a tiny flour bomb at her and landed on her T-shirt. "Oh shit." Greg cursed when he saw her eyes flash with anger. "It was his fault." Greg pointed at Nick.
"Hey not fair." Nick protested.
Sara pulled the bomb pieces from her and picked up a handful of flour chucking it at them both. That was how it began and didn't stop until Sara chased Greg towards the front door.
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He stood at the end of the path and looked at the light coming from the living room. He began walking towards the door clutching his hands around the hardback book. He kept running things to say through his head when he got to the door and was about to knock when it flew open and a large white cloud fell on him. A voice screamed past him and disappeared down the street. He turned to the people laughing hysterically until they realised whom was covered in the flour bomb.
Sara gasped and apologised. "Oh god Gil, I'm so sorry. I didn't realise someone was at the door." She approached him and started to brush the flour off his shirt while Nick ran after Greg with more flour bombs.
"I'm sure you're trying to tell me something about my shirt's Sara." He said chuckling at her attempts to remove the flour.
She laughed and pulled him through the door by his arm. "Come through to the kitchen and you can wash off the paper, while I find something for you to change into."
He was about to object when she left him standing by the sink. He shrugged his shoulders and began unbuttoning his shirt.