Chapter 7
Grissom was wondering around the lab in apprehension mode. His smile of the past two weeks had gone and his happy cheery self was lagging behind as he waits for Sara to ring him from the airport. He hadn't made any plans because he was sure Sara would be tired. Even if she tried to hide the fact that she was exhausted, he wasn't going to take her out, not Sunday night anyway. He was entering the break room when his cell phone rang. Looking at the caller display, which read unknown number, he answered. "Grissom."
"You have no idea how good it is to hear your voice."
Grissom smiled and turned back around and headed for his car. "You just get in?"
"Yeah. Too tired to stand for long so I'm perching on the radiator by the both. It's cold here in Vegas. Season change or something?"
Approaching his car and climbing in, he chuckled. "Could say that. None stop rain for two days sorry. I'll be there in twenty minutes ok?"
"No rush. Roads will be wet and I don't want to visit the hospital the first day back."
"Don't worry. I'll becareful." He smiled at the caring thought and hung up.
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Sara was spread out on three chairs in the arrival lounge with her hand luggage as a makeshift pillow and her hand over her eyes. "Sara Sidle."
Sara raised her hand and smiled at the welcoming sight before her. "Gil Grissom." Her tone was menacing and Grissom took a step back when she stood up. Laughing at his reaction. "I'm surprised you came, I thought you would have sent Nick."
Grissom smiled and nodded. "Did cross my mind."
Stepping closer with her hands behind her back she asked. "So, what changed your mind?"
He narrowed his eyes in thought and stepped closer to her. "I thought that I might as well face the hammer that's going to knock the nails into my coffin before I'm torn to pieces."
She laughed and wrapped her arms around him. "I missed you Griss."
Grissom hesitantly placed his hands on her waist. "Missed you too." He said softly. He turned his head to hers and kissed her cheek. "Come on, time to see if that plant died of neglect." He pulled away and shyly smiled at her shocked face. He took her bags and waited for her to follow.
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Grissom put the bags on the floor and watched as Sara wondered around to make sure that everything was how she left it. She stopped by the plant and grinned. "Kicking out with life it seems."
Moving to look over her shoulder, he nodded. "Watered a few times by Nicky. I would have done it, but it's been hectic that last week." Grissom stepped away and turned the coffee pot on.
Sara dropped down on the couch and lifted her legs onto the coffee table. She closed her eyes and listened to her surroundings. "Hmmm. no plane engine, no screaming children, no noisy business chatter and no turbulence."
Grissom sat down and placed a cup into her hand. She looked across at him and smiled. "Good to be home I see." He said into his cup.
"Oh yeah." Drinking her coffee she spotted her cases and smiled. "Small bag left pocket." She said glancing at him.
Confusion flickered briefly then he grinned and retrieved the item in question. Sitting back down, he looked the packaging over. "I haven't a clue what this is." He scowled at her playfully. "You realise you've been driving me crazy with this Miss Sidle?" Sara simply nodded and he laughed. Opening the gift, his head snapped up. "Sara, this must have cost loads." Sara just shrugged as if it was nothing. "It's the entire life span of the rarest butterfly I've ever seen. Sara?"
"Told you, screamed 'Grissom' at me and I couldn't resist." Sara placed her cup down and pointed at the carved wood. "Turn it over."
Grissom turned it and stared at the engraving. 'To my best friend Gil love Sara' "Sara." He looked up at her with his mouth hanging slightly open in shock. "I. I don't know what to say."
Sara took the boxed frame from him and set it on the table. "Could say thank you."
He smiled at her and pulled her into a hug. "Thank you." He whispered into her ear.
"Griss?" She rubbed his back slowly.
"Yes."
"I'm too tired to go out today or tomorrow, can we go somewhere soon? When I'm not jetlagged." Grissom chuckled and held her closer.
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One week later and Grissom was sitting in his office doing paperwork. He looked up at the sound of his laptop. It was flashing.
'YOU'VE GOT MAIL'
Over the past week, Sara and him had spent a lot of time together as close friends. They talked and ate together in the break room. Nothing too fast as they agreed to take things slow. Everything was getting back to normal and when Grissom explained what happened while Sara was away, she had filed a complaint with the board against Mobley and Eckley, which seemed to make the two quiet for the time being. They had their first date and it was the best time either had had in a long time.
Grissom opened his e-mail and chuckled.
**EMAIL**
Bugman
The things you can do with that body of yours is irresistible. Last night was amazing and hopefully tomorrow night will surpass that.
I'll meet you at yours as planned at 6. Don't worry about the food. We can get takeout after. See you in a few hours.
Love Sara
**END**
Closing his laptop, he sat back and smiled. He closed his eyes and sighed. Yes life was good and getting better by the minute.
THE END
(Sorry about not telling you where Sara went, because I still can't decide. It was Australia or Italy, you decide. Hope you enjoyed the story.)
Grissom was wondering around the lab in apprehension mode. His smile of the past two weeks had gone and his happy cheery self was lagging behind as he waits for Sara to ring him from the airport. He hadn't made any plans because he was sure Sara would be tired. Even if she tried to hide the fact that she was exhausted, he wasn't going to take her out, not Sunday night anyway. He was entering the break room when his cell phone rang. Looking at the caller display, which read unknown number, he answered. "Grissom."
"You have no idea how good it is to hear your voice."
Grissom smiled and turned back around and headed for his car. "You just get in?"
"Yeah. Too tired to stand for long so I'm perching on the radiator by the both. It's cold here in Vegas. Season change or something?"
Approaching his car and climbing in, he chuckled. "Could say that. None stop rain for two days sorry. I'll be there in twenty minutes ok?"
"No rush. Roads will be wet and I don't want to visit the hospital the first day back."
"Don't worry. I'll becareful." He smiled at the caring thought and hung up.
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Sara was spread out on three chairs in the arrival lounge with her hand luggage as a makeshift pillow and her hand over her eyes. "Sara Sidle."
Sara raised her hand and smiled at the welcoming sight before her. "Gil Grissom." Her tone was menacing and Grissom took a step back when she stood up. Laughing at his reaction. "I'm surprised you came, I thought you would have sent Nick."
Grissom smiled and nodded. "Did cross my mind."
Stepping closer with her hands behind her back she asked. "So, what changed your mind?"
He narrowed his eyes in thought and stepped closer to her. "I thought that I might as well face the hammer that's going to knock the nails into my coffin before I'm torn to pieces."
She laughed and wrapped her arms around him. "I missed you Griss."
Grissom hesitantly placed his hands on her waist. "Missed you too." He said softly. He turned his head to hers and kissed her cheek. "Come on, time to see if that plant died of neglect." He pulled away and shyly smiled at her shocked face. He took her bags and waited for her to follow.
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Grissom put the bags on the floor and watched as Sara wondered around to make sure that everything was how she left it. She stopped by the plant and grinned. "Kicking out with life it seems."
Moving to look over her shoulder, he nodded. "Watered a few times by Nicky. I would have done it, but it's been hectic that last week." Grissom stepped away and turned the coffee pot on.
Sara dropped down on the couch and lifted her legs onto the coffee table. She closed her eyes and listened to her surroundings. "Hmmm. no plane engine, no screaming children, no noisy business chatter and no turbulence."
Grissom sat down and placed a cup into her hand. She looked across at him and smiled. "Good to be home I see." He said into his cup.
"Oh yeah." Drinking her coffee she spotted her cases and smiled. "Small bag left pocket." She said glancing at him.
Confusion flickered briefly then he grinned and retrieved the item in question. Sitting back down, he looked the packaging over. "I haven't a clue what this is." He scowled at her playfully. "You realise you've been driving me crazy with this Miss Sidle?" Sara simply nodded and he laughed. Opening the gift, his head snapped up. "Sara, this must have cost loads." Sara just shrugged as if it was nothing. "It's the entire life span of the rarest butterfly I've ever seen. Sara?"
"Told you, screamed 'Grissom' at me and I couldn't resist." Sara placed her cup down and pointed at the carved wood. "Turn it over."
Grissom turned it and stared at the engraving. 'To my best friend Gil love Sara' "Sara." He looked up at her with his mouth hanging slightly open in shock. "I. I don't know what to say."
Sara took the boxed frame from him and set it on the table. "Could say thank you."
He smiled at her and pulled her into a hug. "Thank you." He whispered into her ear.
"Griss?" She rubbed his back slowly.
"Yes."
"I'm too tired to go out today or tomorrow, can we go somewhere soon? When I'm not jetlagged." Grissom chuckled and held her closer.
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One week later and Grissom was sitting in his office doing paperwork. He looked up at the sound of his laptop. It was flashing.
'YOU'VE GOT MAIL'
Over the past week, Sara and him had spent a lot of time together as close friends. They talked and ate together in the break room. Nothing too fast as they agreed to take things slow. Everything was getting back to normal and when Grissom explained what happened while Sara was away, she had filed a complaint with the board against Mobley and Eckley, which seemed to make the two quiet for the time being. They had their first date and it was the best time either had had in a long time.
Grissom opened his e-mail and chuckled.
**EMAIL**
Bugman
The things you can do with that body of yours is irresistible. Last night was amazing and hopefully tomorrow night will surpass that.
I'll meet you at yours as planned at 6. Don't worry about the food. We can get takeout after. See you in a few hours.
Love Sara
**END**
Closing his laptop, he sat back and smiled. He closed his eyes and sighed. Yes life was good and getting better by the minute.
THE END
(Sorry about not telling you where Sara went, because I still can't decide. It was Australia or Italy, you decide. Hope you enjoyed the story.)
