Chapter 14
Nick was waiting at her front door holding a large bundle of fur. "BUSTER." Sara cooed as she hugged him close.
Nick pushed the wheelchair into her apartment. "Good to be home Sara?"
She looked around as she petted Buster. "It's cleaner than." She trailed off and put on a smile. "It's great to be home."
"I got fresh groceries, watered the plant and fed the zoo." Catherine watched as Nick pointed out dramatically to the things he'd done.
"Can you believe our Nicky is house trained." Catherine said laughing with Sara.
Nick stood there in protest. "I'll have you know, I've always been clean."
"Yeah Nicky, keep saying that." The ladies burst out laughing again.
"Well, I'm glad you're having fun guys." Catherine jumped at his loud voice and turned.
"God Gil, make some noise or something would ya." She said clutching her chest.
"I did." Grissom slowly made his way over to Sara while Nick and Catherine headed for the door.
"Catch you later and Sara?" Catherine shouted from the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"The nurse will be round later to help ok?"
"Sure." Nick closed the door and left Grissom standing next to Sara's chair.
"Hello." He said sitting on the coffee table in front of her.
She put on her biggest smile. "Haven't seen you in while."
"I was kidnapped by Catherine, Lindsey and Warrick." Sara moved closer to him as he placed his crutches on the table.
"You enjoy yourself?" He shook his head. "Why not?" Her face was concerned.
He took her hands in his and grinned. "You weren't there."
"Sweet talker." She pulled her hands from him and laughed.
She went into the kitchen and opened her fridge. "Hmmm, what do we have here? Aha." She pulled out two bottles of orange juice.
"What made you eureka about." He chuckled as she came back into the living room brandishing two orange bottles.
"You want one?" She held out one bottle.
"Yes please." He took the bottle. Sara looked around her apartment and continued to stroke the cat still on her lap, he was now purring away curled up in a tight ball. "What's his name?" Grissom asked pointing at the ginger fur ball.
"Buster."
He laughed as he took a sip from the bottle. "Buster?"
Her eyes widened into a daring look. "Yeah, why?"
"No reason, well just one." His laughter filled the room.
"Spit it out Grissom." She told him, daring him.
The cat jumped down from her lap. "I have noticed. occasionally. that you call all your men buster. It's curious is all."
Sara gaped at him. "I do no such thing." Grissom spat out some orange at her defensiveness and laughed.
"You d-o." He stretched his words out as he raised his hand to wipe his mouth.
Sara stopped his hand and lowered it back to his lap. She reached up and wiped the orange from his lips. He locked eyes with her as she cleaned the remaining juice away with her thumb.
A knock at the door made them jump.
Nick was waiting at her front door holding a large bundle of fur. "BUSTER." Sara cooed as she hugged him close.
Nick pushed the wheelchair into her apartment. "Good to be home Sara?"
She looked around as she petted Buster. "It's cleaner than." She trailed off and put on a smile. "It's great to be home."
"I got fresh groceries, watered the plant and fed the zoo." Catherine watched as Nick pointed out dramatically to the things he'd done.
"Can you believe our Nicky is house trained." Catherine said laughing with Sara.
Nick stood there in protest. "I'll have you know, I've always been clean."
"Yeah Nicky, keep saying that." The ladies burst out laughing again.
"Well, I'm glad you're having fun guys." Catherine jumped at his loud voice and turned.
"God Gil, make some noise or something would ya." She said clutching her chest.
"I did." Grissom slowly made his way over to Sara while Nick and Catherine headed for the door.
"Catch you later and Sara?" Catherine shouted from the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"The nurse will be round later to help ok?"
"Sure." Nick closed the door and left Grissom standing next to Sara's chair.
"Hello." He said sitting on the coffee table in front of her.
She put on her biggest smile. "Haven't seen you in while."
"I was kidnapped by Catherine, Lindsey and Warrick." Sara moved closer to him as he placed his crutches on the table.
"You enjoy yourself?" He shook his head. "Why not?" Her face was concerned.
He took her hands in his and grinned. "You weren't there."
"Sweet talker." She pulled her hands from him and laughed.
She went into the kitchen and opened her fridge. "Hmmm, what do we have here? Aha." She pulled out two bottles of orange juice.
"What made you eureka about." He chuckled as she came back into the living room brandishing two orange bottles.
"You want one?" She held out one bottle.
"Yes please." He took the bottle. Sara looked around her apartment and continued to stroke the cat still on her lap, he was now purring away curled up in a tight ball. "What's his name?" Grissom asked pointing at the ginger fur ball.
"Buster."
He laughed as he took a sip from the bottle. "Buster?"
Her eyes widened into a daring look. "Yeah, why?"
"No reason, well just one." His laughter filled the room.
"Spit it out Grissom." She told him, daring him.
The cat jumped down from her lap. "I have noticed. occasionally. that you call all your men buster. It's curious is all."
Sara gaped at him. "I do no such thing." Grissom spat out some orange at her defensiveness and laughed.
"You d-o." He stretched his words out as he raised his hand to wipe his mouth.
Sara stopped his hand and lowered it back to his lap. She reached up and wiped the orange from his lips. He locked eyes with her as she cleaned the remaining juice away with her thumb.
A knock at the door made them jump.