Chapter 5
"What happened to Nick and Sara? They're soaked." Catherine said seeing the two walk off to their tents.
"A little accident." Grissom said.
"More like Grissom the accident." Greg sat down and raked his fingers through his hair.
Everyone was laughing when Sara and Nick approached Grissom. One raised eyebrow from him caused them to pounce on him and drag him to the waters edge. "Ouch, hey guys, it was a bit of fun." Grissom chuckled out as Greg helped pick him up.
"Didn't you want to swim today Gil?" Sara reminded.
He shook his head. "I didn't say I wanted to. Nick asked, I didn't say yes."
Sara and Nick looked at each other. "He didn't say he didn't." Nick informed.
Grissom looked at Nick and sighed at the looks he got from all parties. "I take it if I say I don't, it's not going to matter?"
"Too right." Sara laughed and pushed him back.
Grissom landed in the water. It was so loud the laughter was heard from under the water. Emerging, he looked at them and chuckled. "I suppose I deserved that."
Sara extended her hand and he gladly accepted. Walking back to camp, Sara realised that with last nights rain and the dunk in the lake just then, was not going to be a got result in the morning. "Gil, you'd better change."
Grissom saw the concerned look on her face and nodded.
Later that evening, Greg was listening to his walkman and reading. Brian was play chess with Albert and Nick was teasing Catherine and Jim.
"You guys have hardly left the camp." Nick looked from one to the other as they sat next to him.
Catherine leaned back against Jim and smiled. "So?"
"Just wondering what you've been up to." Nick looked at Greg and winked. Greg slowly got up and walked away.
"Talking." Jim and Catherine said together. They both looked at each other and shrugged.
"Really?" Nick questioned.
Greg sat back down and pulled his headphones back over his ears and picked up his book.
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SUNDAY EARLY EVENING
"Gil?" Sara opened the tent door and saw him lying on his side with a book. "What are you doing?" She asked crawling in and zipping the door after her.
Grissom looked up and smiled. "Reading." He stated the obvious and turned a page. "What's everyone doing?"
Sara lay down on her sleeping bag and folded her hands over her stomach. "Talking and plotting."
"Plotting?" Grissom put the book down loosing interest.
"You'll hear later." Sara giggled.
Grissom looked down at her and nodded. "I didn't hurt you this afternoon did I?" He asked.
"No." She looked at him and found his blue eyes looking down at her.
Grissom picked up the torch and turned it off. "Rather not have an audience." He said quietly.
Not understanding and not seeing very well, because of the darkness. "Audience to what?"
Moving closer to her, he smiled and whispered. "Kissing you." She felt his breath on her face as he came closer.
His hand ran up her arm to her neck. Leaning further over her, he could see her eyes with the firelight that still burned outside. Her eyes darted from his baby blues to his lips. Everything seemed to be in slow motion as he closed the distance. Their eyes closed as he brushed his lips hesitantly across hers. Sara's hands clenched against his sides as his upper body pressed lightly against hers. Sara opened her mouth to him and he kissed her slowly and gently. The long kiss was broken and both were breathing heavily at the passion the kiss had ignited.
Gazing into her eyes and caressing her face, he smiled. Sara looked up at him and brought her hands from his back to his chest and round his neck. Not really wanting to break the moment with talk, Sara pulled him back down and kissed him deeply.
Grissom pulled away and opened his eyes. Sara saw him sweating and ran her hand across his forehead and down his cheek. Sitting up as Grissom moved to sit, Sara watched him wipe the sweat away. "Gil, you're coming down with a cold, maybe hypothermia."
"I'm ok."
Sara wasn't going to leave it at that. "Come on." Helping him open his sleeping bag, they bumped heads and laughed lightly. "Sorry." Taking her hand in his, he leaned into her and kissed her lips softly. "It's not warm enough in that bag." She said looking at their hands. "You were only warm when you were sharing my body heat." Sara unzipped her sleeping bag and zipped the two together. "Get in."
"Are you sure Sara?" When she nodded, he kicked off his shoes and socks. Sara did the same and slipped into the bag beside him.
She pulled the blankets over them and turned to him. "Don't sneeze on me ok?" Sara grinned.
"I haven't yet." He teased.
Grissom was on his back while Sara was on her side looking over him. Her head rest in her hand. "I should have know better than to chuck you in the lake. You'll probably be ill by morning."
Smiling up at her, he brushed her hair over her shoulder. His hand lingered on her neck as his thumb grazed her skin. "It was a bit of fun Sara."
"You could still get ill." She wasn't going to stop being worried so he pulled her against him and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'll tell you what." She lifted her head from his chest. "If I wasn't dunked then I wouldn't be here in you're sleeping bag would I?" He watched her smile.
"I take it your warm enough?"
Shaking his head he chuckled. "I will be though."
"Oh?" His head raised and united their lips in a strong kiss. After a few minutes, Sara snuggled closer to his body and laid her head on his shoulder. Both lay there listening to the outside, when they heard two loud screams and shortly after splashing sounds. Grissom furrowed his brows in confusion. Sara smiled into his neck. "Itching powder." Grissom chuckled and pulled her closer. Wrapping his arms around her.
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EARLY MONDAY MORNING
3 in the morning, it was still dark outside when Sara woke up to a ticklish feeling on her neck. Turning her head to the right, she opened her eyes to bright blue ones staring at her. "Why are you awake?" She mumbled tiredly.
"Couldn't sleep." He answered honestly.
Loving the feel of his fingers still rubbing her neck, she smiled and moaned lightly as her eyes closed with the sensations. "What are you doing?" She asked curious as his fingers traced her cheekbones.
"Touching you." He watched in awe at her reaction to his touch and smiled.
"Mmmm, I know that. Hmmm-why?" She asked looking into his eyes.
His index finger glided down her skin. "You're skin's so soft. I wanted to touch it." He shrugged and leaned into her.
"Oh, ok." She giggled against his lips. Grissom moved closer to her until his body pressed against her side.
Slowly, so not to rush things, his hand made its way down her chest to her leg. His mouth left hers as he kissed her cheek and looked into her eyes. His hand caressed her thigh suggestively. "Sara?"
Looking up at him, she could see want and desire flowing through his blues and they seeped into hers as she reached up and pulled him to her. "There's not much room in the sleeping bag." She reminded, but he saw her smile before he claimed her mouth with his.
They surprisingly removed their clothing without any hassle. Both naked now as Grissom positions himself between her legs. He watches her eyes close in delight as he slowly enters her. He didn't want to hurt her, so he moves slowly in and out of her. As she groans he covers her mouth to help silence her. His own sounds muffled against her lips. Their hands roamed up and down, feeling the heat build with the passion. Legs tangled together, fingers scraping skin at the approaching intensity of each other's climax.
Grissom moved leisurely inside her, smoothly as she opened her eyes to look into his. Her eyes shut as her head pushed into her pillow. Their breathing was ragged and hard as the pace increased a little. Sara's hands pulled his hips to her, hers fingers squeezing his buttocks. He groaned into her neck and began teasing the soft flesh there. His tongue cleared the sweat away as she pulled him to her again and again. Gentle thrusts into her. He was drowning in the incredibly sensation. Lacing kisses over her face to her mouth, he sucked on her lower lip as she panted and drew in a long breath as her body shook and shivered as he pushed into her with one long thrust. His body collapsed onto her. His breathing matched hers, heavy with pleasure. Drawing air back into their lungs he kissed her deeply only pulling away to suck in much needed oxygen. He pulled from her and moved onto his side as he pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her and stroking her back tenderly. Her head buried against his chest as she regained her normal breathing.
Their legs tangled together again as their arms clung to each other. As their breathing slowed and their bodies calmed down from their exertions, their eyes closed as sleep overcame them.
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LATE MONDAY MORNING
"You know, it's." Nick looked down at his watch for the sixth time. "9 and there's no Sara or Gil."
Catherine looked up from the large saucepan and smiled. "So?"
Nick shrugged. "They went to bed early, and they're sleeping late."
Jim walked through the camp with a bucket of water. Nick's back was turned as he sat next to Greg. Catherine kept her eyes averted as not to give him away. Jim grasped the bucket and as he kept a few feet from the two, he chucked the contents over the two resident jokers. "AH SHIT!!!!!" Greg and Nick shouted in unison. They jumped up and ran after the culprit.
Chapter 6
After they heard the shouting and yelling they both stirred. Sara's head lay on Grissom's chest, her arm slung over his stomach. Grissom's hand moved up her back to rest between her shoulder blades while the other covered her hand.
Moving off his chest to lay on her front, she moaned something in her sleep. Grissom followed and turned onto his side. His hand resting on her lower back and his head lay next to her shoulder. He lightly kissed her skin and she snuggled closer to him, still laying on her front.
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Catherine handed a bowl of soup to Brian and Albert as they sat on the logs. Albert looked over his shoulder and chuckled.
Brian grabbed a spoon and started to eat. "I think we should leave them here." He suggested bringing a spoonful of soup to his mouth.
"Yeah, we're only going to get some supplies. We'll be gone for an hour or two." Catherine said helping herself to a bowl. Greg and Nick sat down in a wet heap followed by an equally wet Jim. "Honey what happened?"
Jim looked up and gave her a bright smile. "Absolutely nothing. Plan backfired, some minor changes and I'll get them."
Catherine smirked and let them get their own food. Nick picked up a spoon and pointed to Sara's tent. "Anything yet?"
"No, I thought we could leave them here, while we go into town." Nick nodded at Brian's idea and tucked into his piping hot food.
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10 o'clock and the sound of Nick's truck woke Sara. She groaned at her achy body and rolled over. Grissom's hand that was covering her back now lay across her stomach. Sara's hand covered his and she entwined her fingers with his as he spread them apart. He squeezes his fingers around hers as he kisses her neck. "Morning." He said groggily.
She turned to him and watched his eyes open, He smiled and kissed her lips tenderly. "Hey." She said scanning his sleepy face. "How are you feeling?" Her free hand brushed his curls back, she then traced his ear with her fingers.
"I think I'm ok." His voice was quiet and full of sleep. He yawned and buried his head in her neck. "I'm tired though."
Sara smiled and released his hand to wrap her arms around him. "Me too." Sara glanced at her watch and laughed.
Grissom raised his head and smiled at her. "What are you laughing at?"
"It's gone 10 Gil and I'm sure I heard Nick's truck leave."
"Leave?" He said locking eyes with her. She nodded and gave a small smile. "You want to go for a swim?" He asked leaning over her.
"Hmmm, yes." She murmured as he kissed her.
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Grissom watched as Sara pulled the straps over her shoulders of her bathing suit. He leaned forward and kissed her neck. She turned and smiled at him. Grabbing his hand, she pulled him out the tent. He picked up two towels and carried them to the lake. Looking up at the sky, she sighed. "It's a lovely day."
"You want help getting into the water?" He grinned, walking up behind her.
Just as she turned to him, he scooped her up into his arms and walked into the water. "You know, I've never seen you in bathers before." She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Once the water surrounded them and he was standing with it up to his chest, he let her legs go slowly but held her to his chest. "You've seen me in less Sara."
"True, but it was dark." Grissom arched an eyebrow at her. She reached up with one hand and played with his curls. "Gil?"
He saw her eyes focus on her fingers as she wrapped a curl around a finger. "Sara, what's wrong?" After a few uncomfortable minutes his head dropped. "Do you regret last night?" He asked hesitantly.
She continued to tangle his brown curls. "Do you?"
"No." He answered her, but still didn't look at her.
"Then neither do I." Grissom pulled her closer and started trailing kisses over her collarbone. "Hmmm." Sara's hands grasped his shoulders and with one quick shove, he fell backwards. She burst out laughing as he emerged.
He grinned at her and splashed water in her direction. As she wiped the water from her face she noticed that Grissom disappeared. Before she could call out to him, she felt something on her foot. She looked down and in a second her foot was pulled from under her. Grissom pulled her to him and kissed her under the water. Surfacing for air, they looked at each other. Sara reached out and pulled on his bathers. "What do we tell the others?"
Moving to her, he shook his head. "Don't know." Sara looked at him in shock. "What?"
"I was under the impression you knew everything." She teased.
He fingered the strap of her bathing suit and watched his index finger slide under the fabric. "Not everything, maybe something's more than others." He shrugged.
Grissom pushed the strap off her shoulder and leaned down to kiss the wet skin. "Can I ask you a question?"
Sucking on her collarbone again, he mumbled. "Yes."
"Why didn't you make a move?"
Lifting his head to hers he shook his head. "You scare me."
Sara raised a curious eyebrow. "I scare you?" He nodded. "That's why it's taken you over three months to do something?" He gave an innocent shrug. She smiled at his lack of explanation and pulled on his hips.
"I did something in the end." He ginned at her shocked face.
"Gil Grissom!" She burst out laughing and threw her arms around his neck. "You are something, you know that?"
He smiled sweetly and kissed her passionately. Considering that the others could be back at any time, Grissom broke the kiss and smirked. "I have a devious plan to play on the other's. You in?"
Sara looked at him seriously. "You are capable of such devil work?" He pushed her away and splashed her. "Ok, ok. I'm in." She giggled.
"Ever done any play acting?" She nodded. "I think we should act as though nothing has happened and play them off against each other."
Furrowing her brows in thought, she stopped treading water and sunk into the lake. Quickly surfacing she smiled and nodded. "But." She swam to him and latched onto his back. Running her hands down his chest and teasing his neck with feather light kisses. "How do we do that when I can't keep my hands off you?" Grissom chuckled and moaned as her mouth suckled on his ear. Her nails scraped down his back and wrapped around his waist. "I don't want to be mad with you."
Grissom was having trouble concentrating and groaned in frustration. "God Sara, you have any idea what you're doing to me? My insides are burning with the want to touch you." He turned in her arms and ravaged her neck. Sara couldn't help giggling and reluctantly pulling his head from her. He sighed and answered her question. "We weren't mad with each other before, so we act like we were. Two dimwits who are walking puzzles."
Sara smacked him on the arm playfully. "I'm not a dimwit and am I really a walking puzzle." She asked truly curious about the answer that he could give.
Thinking for a brief moment he smiled. "Think of me and you answer your own question."
"Peas in a pod." She stated. "So, back to earlier. How come I scare you?"
"You're everything I've ever wanted and I'm afraid that once I get it, you'll leave. That scares me more than anything." He explained non- hesitantly.
Feeling her eyes burn, she cupped his face in her hands and said quietly. "Why would I leave if I've been wanting this as much as you?"
Thinking of something to lighten the mood, Grissom grinned and gave a playful shrug. "Well, I don't know. We're in the wilderness and by the end of the week you might run off with a bear or something. You know what that would do to me? Dumped for a something with more body hair than me."
Wrapping her arms around him, she laughed at his joking and sighed. "Bear huh?" Grissom chuckled and brushed her wet hair away from her cheek. "We'd better get dressed before the others get back."
"Ok."
"What happened to Nick and Sara? They're soaked." Catherine said seeing the two walk off to their tents.
"A little accident." Grissom said.
"More like Grissom the accident." Greg sat down and raked his fingers through his hair.
Everyone was laughing when Sara and Nick approached Grissom. One raised eyebrow from him caused them to pounce on him and drag him to the waters edge. "Ouch, hey guys, it was a bit of fun." Grissom chuckled out as Greg helped pick him up.
"Didn't you want to swim today Gil?" Sara reminded.
He shook his head. "I didn't say I wanted to. Nick asked, I didn't say yes."
Sara and Nick looked at each other. "He didn't say he didn't." Nick informed.
Grissom looked at Nick and sighed at the looks he got from all parties. "I take it if I say I don't, it's not going to matter?"
"Too right." Sara laughed and pushed him back.
Grissom landed in the water. It was so loud the laughter was heard from under the water. Emerging, he looked at them and chuckled. "I suppose I deserved that."
Sara extended her hand and he gladly accepted. Walking back to camp, Sara realised that with last nights rain and the dunk in the lake just then, was not going to be a got result in the morning. "Gil, you'd better change."
Grissom saw the concerned look on her face and nodded.
Later that evening, Greg was listening to his walkman and reading. Brian was play chess with Albert and Nick was teasing Catherine and Jim.
"You guys have hardly left the camp." Nick looked from one to the other as they sat next to him.
Catherine leaned back against Jim and smiled. "So?"
"Just wondering what you've been up to." Nick looked at Greg and winked. Greg slowly got up and walked away.
"Talking." Jim and Catherine said together. They both looked at each other and shrugged.
"Really?" Nick questioned.
Greg sat back down and pulled his headphones back over his ears and picked up his book.
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SUNDAY EARLY EVENING
"Gil?" Sara opened the tent door and saw him lying on his side with a book. "What are you doing?" She asked crawling in and zipping the door after her.
Grissom looked up and smiled. "Reading." He stated the obvious and turned a page. "What's everyone doing?"
Sara lay down on her sleeping bag and folded her hands over her stomach. "Talking and plotting."
"Plotting?" Grissom put the book down loosing interest.
"You'll hear later." Sara giggled.
Grissom looked down at her and nodded. "I didn't hurt you this afternoon did I?" He asked.
"No." She looked at him and found his blue eyes looking down at her.
Grissom picked up the torch and turned it off. "Rather not have an audience." He said quietly.
Not understanding and not seeing very well, because of the darkness. "Audience to what?"
Moving closer to her, he smiled and whispered. "Kissing you." She felt his breath on her face as he came closer.
His hand ran up her arm to her neck. Leaning further over her, he could see her eyes with the firelight that still burned outside. Her eyes darted from his baby blues to his lips. Everything seemed to be in slow motion as he closed the distance. Their eyes closed as he brushed his lips hesitantly across hers. Sara's hands clenched against his sides as his upper body pressed lightly against hers. Sara opened her mouth to him and he kissed her slowly and gently. The long kiss was broken and both were breathing heavily at the passion the kiss had ignited.
Gazing into her eyes and caressing her face, he smiled. Sara looked up at him and brought her hands from his back to his chest and round his neck. Not really wanting to break the moment with talk, Sara pulled him back down and kissed him deeply.
Grissom pulled away and opened his eyes. Sara saw him sweating and ran her hand across his forehead and down his cheek. Sitting up as Grissom moved to sit, Sara watched him wipe the sweat away. "Gil, you're coming down with a cold, maybe hypothermia."
"I'm ok."
Sara wasn't going to leave it at that. "Come on." Helping him open his sleeping bag, they bumped heads and laughed lightly. "Sorry." Taking her hand in his, he leaned into her and kissed her lips softly. "It's not warm enough in that bag." She said looking at their hands. "You were only warm when you were sharing my body heat." Sara unzipped her sleeping bag and zipped the two together. "Get in."
"Are you sure Sara?" When she nodded, he kicked off his shoes and socks. Sara did the same and slipped into the bag beside him.
She pulled the blankets over them and turned to him. "Don't sneeze on me ok?" Sara grinned.
"I haven't yet." He teased.
Grissom was on his back while Sara was on her side looking over him. Her head rest in her hand. "I should have know better than to chuck you in the lake. You'll probably be ill by morning."
Smiling up at her, he brushed her hair over her shoulder. His hand lingered on her neck as his thumb grazed her skin. "It was a bit of fun Sara."
"You could still get ill." She wasn't going to stop being worried so he pulled her against him and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'll tell you what." She lifted her head from his chest. "If I wasn't dunked then I wouldn't be here in you're sleeping bag would I?" He watched her smile.
"I take it your warm enough?"
Shaking his head he chuckled. "I will be though."
"Oh?" His head raised and united their lips in a strong kiss. After a few minutes, Sara snuggled closer to his body and laid her head on his shoulder. Both lay there listening to the outside, when they heard two loud screams and shortly after splashing sounds. Grissom furrowed his brows in confusion. Sara smiled into his neck. "Itching powder." Grissom chuckled and pulled her closer. Wrapping his arms around her.
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EARLY MONDAY MORNING
3 in the morning, it was still dark outside when Sara woke up to a ticklish feeling on her neck. Turning her head to the right, she opened her eyes to bright blue ones staring at her. "Why are you awake?" She mumbled tiredly.
"Couldn't sleep." He answered honestly.
Loving the feel of his fingers still rubbing her neck, she smiled and moaned lightly as her eyes closed with the sensations. "What are you doing?" She asked curious as his fingers traced her cheekbones.
"Touching you." He watched in awe at her reaction to his touch and smiled.
"Mmmm, I know that. Hmmm-why?" She asked looking into his eyes.
His index finger glided down her skin. "You're skin's so soft. I wanted to touch it." He shrugged and leaned into her.
"Oh, ok." She giggled against his lips. Grissom moved closer to her until his body pressed against her side.
Slowly, so not to rush things, his hand made its way down her chest to her leg. His mouth left hers as he kissed her cheek and looked into her eyes. His hand caressed her thigh suggestively. "Sara?"
Looking up at him, she could see want and desire flowing through his blues and they seeped into hers as she reached up and pulled him to her. "There's not much room in the sleeping bag." She reminded, but he saw her smile before he claimed her mouth with his.
They surprisingly removed their clothing without any hassle. Both naked now as Grissom positions himself between her legs. He watches her eyes close in delight as he slowly enters her. He didn't want to hurt her, so he moves slowly in and out of her. As she groans he covers her mouth to help silence her. His own sounds muffled against her lips. Their hands roamed up and down, feeling the heat build with the passion. Legs tangled together, fingers scraping skin at the approaching intensity of each other's climax.
Grissom moved leisurely inside her, smoothly as she opened her eyes to look into his. Her eyes shut as her head pushed into her pillow. Their breathing was ragged and hard as the pace increased a little. Sara's hands pulled his hips to her, hers fingers squeezing his buttocks. He groaned into her neck and began teasing the soft flesh there. His tongue cleared the sweat away as she pulled him to her again and again. Gentle thrusts into her. He was drowning in the incredibly sensation. Lacing kisses over her face to her mouth, he sucked on her lower lip as she panted and drew in a long breath as her body shook and shivered as he pushed into her with one long thrust. His body collapsed onto her. His breathing matched hers, heavy with pleasure. Drawing air back into their lungs he kissed her deeply only pulling away to suck in much needed oxygen. He pulled from her and moved onto his side as he pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her and stroking her back tenderly. Her head buried against his chest as she regained her normal breathing.
Their legs tangled together again as their arms clung to each other. As their breathing slowed and their bodies calmed down from their exertions, their eyes closed as sleep overcame them.
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LATE MONDAY MORNING
"You know, it's." Nick looked down at his watch for the sixth time. "9 and there's no Sara or Gil."
Catherine looked up from the large saucepan and smiled. "So?"
Nick shrugged. "They went to bed early, and they're sleeping late."
Jim walked through the camp with a bucket of water. Nick's back was turned as he sat next to Greg. Catherine kept her eyes averted as not to give him away. Jim grasped the bucket and as he kept a few feet from the two, he chucked the contents over the two resident jokers. "AH SHIT!!!!!" Greg and Nick shouted in unison. They jumped up and ran after the culprit.
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After they heard the shouting and yelling they both stirred. Sara's head lay on Grissom's chest, her arm slung over his stomach. Grissom's hand moved up her back to rest between her shoulder blades while the other covered her hand.
Moving off his chest to lay on her front, she moaned something in her sleep. Grissom followed and turned onto his side. His hand resting on her lower back and his head lay next to her shoulder. He lightly kissed her skin and she snuggled closer to him, still laying on her front.
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Catherine handed a bowl of soup to Brian and Albert as they sat on the logs. Albert looked over his shoulder and chuckled.
Brian grabbed a spoon and started to eat. "I think we should leave them here." He suggested bringing a spoonful of soup to his mouth.
"Yeah, we're only going to get some supplies. We'll be gone for an hour or two." Catherine said helping herself to a bowl. Greg and Nick sat down in a wet heap followed by an equally wet Jim. "Honey what happened?"
Jim looked up and gave her a bright smile. "Absolutely nothing. Plan backfired, some minor changes and I'll get them."
Catherine smirked and let them get their own food. Nick picked up a spoon and pointed to Sara's tent. "Anything yet?"
"No, I thought we could leave them here, while we go into town." Nick nodded at Brian's idea and tucked into his piping hot food.
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10 o'clock and the sound of Nick's truck woke Sara. She groaned at her achy body and rolled over. Grissom's hand that was covering her back now lay across her stomach. Sara's hand covered his and she entwined her fingers with his as he spread them apart. He squeezes his fingers around hers as he kisses her neck. "Morning." He said groggily.
She turned to him and watched his eyes open, He smiled and kissed her lips tenderly. "Hey." She said scanning his sleepy face. "How are you feeling?" Her free hand brushed his curls back, she then traced his ear with her fingers.
"I think I'm ok." His voice was quiet and full of sleep. He yawned and buried his head in her neck. "I'm tired though."
Sara smiled and released his hand to wrap her arms around him. "Me too." Sara glanced at her watch and laughed.
Grissom raised his head and smiled at her. "What are you laughing at?"
"It's gone 10 Gil and I'm sure I heard Nick's truck leave."
"Leave?" He said locking eyes with her. She nodded and gave a small smile. "You want to go for a swim?" He asked leaning over her.
"Hmmm, yes." She murmured as he kissed her.
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Grissom watched as Sara pulled the straps over her shoulders of her bathing suit. He leaned forward and kissed her neck. She turned and smiled at him. Grabbing his hand, she pulled him out the tent. He picked up two towels and carried them to the lake. Looking up at the sky, she sighed. "It's a lovely day."
"You want help getting into the water?" He grinned, walking up behind her.
Just as she turned to him, he scooped her up into his arms and walked into the water. "You know, I've never seen you in bathers before." She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Once the water surrounded them and he was standing with it up to his chest, he let her legs go slowly but held her to his chest. "You've seen me in less Sara."
"True, but it was dark." Grissom arched an eyebrow at her. She reached up with one hand and played with his curls. "Gil?"
He saw her eyes focus on her fingers as she wrapped a curl around a finger. "Sara, what's wrong?" After a few uncomfortable minutes his head dropped. "Do you regret last night?" He asked hesitantly.
She continued to tangle his brown curls. "Do you?"
"No." He answered her, but still didn't look at her.
"Then neither do I." Grissom pulled her closer and started trailing kisses over her collarbone. "Hmmm." Sara's hands grasped his shoulders and with one quick shove, he fell backwards. She burst out laughing as he emerged.
He grinned at her and splashed water in her direction. As she wiped the water from her face she noticed that Grissom disappeared. Before she could call out to him, she felt something on her foot. She looked down and in a second her foot was pulled from under her. Grissom pulled her to him and kissed her under the water. Surfacing for air, they looked at each other. Sara reached out and pulled on his bathers. "What do we tell the others?"
Moving to her, he shook his head. "Don't know." Sara looked at him in shock. "What?"
"I was under the impression you knew everything." She teased.
He fingered the strap of her bathing suit and watched his index finger slide under the fabric. "Not everything, maybe something's more than others." He shrugged.
Grissom pushed the strap off her shoulder and leaned down to kiss the wet skin. "Can I ask you a question?"
Sucking on her collarbone again, he mumbled. "Yes."
"Why didn't you make a move?"
Lifting his head to hers he shook his head. "You scare me."
Sara raised a curious eyebrow. "I scare you?" He nodded. "That's why it's taken you over three months to do something?" He gave an innocent shrug. She smiled at his lack of explanation and pulled on his hips.
"I did something in the end." He ginned at her shocked face.
"Gil Grissom!" She burst out laughing and threw her arms around his neck. "You are something, you know that?"
He smiled sweetly and kissed her passionately. Considering that the others could be back at any time, Grissom broke the kiss and smirked. "I have a devious plan to play on the other's. You in?"
Sara looked at him seriously. "You are capable of such devil work?" He pushed her away and splashed her. "Ok, ok. I'm in." She giggled.
"Ever done any play acting?" She nodded. "I think we should act as though nothing has happened and play them off against each other."
Furrowing her brows in thought, she stopped treading water and sunk into the lake. Quickly surfacing she smiled and nodded. "But." She swam to him and latched onto his back. Running her hands down his chest and teasing his neck with feather light kisses. "How do we do that when I can't keep my hands off you?" Grissom chuckled and moaned as her mouth suckled on his ear. Her nails scraped down his back and wrapped around his waist. "I don't want to be mad with you."
Grissom was having trouble concentrating and groaned in frustration. "God Sara, you have any idea what you're doing to me? My insides are burning with the want to touch you." He turned in her arms and ravaged her neck. Sara couldn't help giggling and reluctantly pulling his head from her. He sighed and answered her question. "We weren't mad with each other before, so we act like we were. Two dimwits who are walking puzzles."
Sara smacked him on the arm playfully. "I'm not a dimwit and am I really a walking puzzle." She asked truly curious about the answer that he could give.
Thinking for a brief moment he smiled. "Think of me and you answer your own question."
"Peas in a pod." She stated. "So, back to earlier. How come I scare you?"
"You're everything I've ever wanted and I'm afraid that once I get it, you'll leave. That scares me more than anything." He explained non- hesitantly.
Feeling her eyes burn, she cupped his face in her hands and said quietly. "Why would I leave if I've been wanting this as much as you?"
Thinking of something to lighten the mood, Grissom grinned and gave a playful shrug. "Well, I don't know. We're in the wilderness and by the end of the week you might run off with a bear or something. You know what that would do to me? Dumped for a something with more body hair than me."
Wrapping her arms around him, she laughed at his joking and sighed. "Bear huh?" Grissom chuckled and brushed her wet hair away from her cheek. "We'd better get dressed before the others get back."
"Ok."
