Chapter 7

MONDAY AFTENOON

As they sat on the logs, Sara looked into the pot that sat on the grass. "Hmmm. Food." She hooked the pan over the lower flames and let the soup heat up.

"Soup." Grissom breathed in. "I didn't realise how hungry I am." He admitted watching her sit back down.

"Better make the most of being able to do things without the other's knowing." She sighed, leaning against him.

His arms wrapped around her as he rests his chin on her shoulder. "We don't have to carry the plan out if you don't want to."

"No, I like the plan. I'll just have to wait until I get you into bed to touch you." She giggled as he squeezed her sides.

Gently placing a soft kiss on her neck he absently drew invisible shapes on her skin. "Pot's boiling." He said seeing the pan shake and hearing it sizzles slightly.

Sara filled two bowls and found some spoons. Just as she handed one to Grissom, Nick's truck pulled up. "If I blow our cover don't get mad with me." She said with worry.

"I would never get mad at you Sara. Anyway, it might be me who blows our cover not you." He sent her a small smile and started to eat. Sara sat on the other side of the fire and felt awkward being so far away from him.

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"Hey guys, we were wondering when you were getting up." Nick said carrying a box to his tent.

Grissom looked up at the others. "I've been up for a while."

Catherine and Nick exchanged a confused look. "How long?"

Grissom shrugged. "Not sure, but I went for a swim in that hot spring we found yesterday and then walked for a bit. You know, see some of the resident bug life." Sara raised an eyebrow at him and pursed her lips. He's pretty good.

Greg and Brian carried two more boxes and followed Nick. Albert sat down with a bag and opened it. "Hey Sara, I got you a new book and some fruit."

Sara stood and moved to him. "You shouldn't have Al." She sat next to him and took the book. "Ooh murder. Nice." Albert chuckled and shook his head at her excitement. He handed her a small bag that contained two apples and a bunch of grapes. "Yummy." Eagerly taking the bag, she popped a grape into her mouth. "Mmmm. Even more yummy."

"I'm glad you like them." He pulled out several cans of coke and handed one to Grissom and one to Sara. Everyone helped themselves to a can as they sat down.

"So, what do we do this afternoon" Greg asked sitting next to Grissom.

Nick and Brian shrugged while Albert and Catherine looked at Jim. "What?"

"Let's play a game." Catherine suggested.

Jim furrowed his brows in confusion as to why they looked at him. "What sort of game?"

"Baseball?" Albert said.

"I like." Jim agreed. "I'll get the stuff.

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Half an hour into the small game and two of the gang were already soaking wet from being charged and dunked. Jim stood at the plate waiting for Grissom to pitch. Greg and Brian stood in mid-field sopping wet. Catherine covered left field and Sara cover the right, Nick was umpire and Albert was backstop.

Ten minutes later and Jim had hit the ball over Sara's head twice, she decided for a change in game plan. "Al, move over and let a women do a mans job would ya."

Catherine laughed at the looked on Albert' face as he made his way over to her. "How's she going to be any better?"

Sara waited for Brian to swap with Jim while she stood at the ready behind the batter's plate. Grissom kept his face calm and collected as she shrugged off her light sleeveless jacket and pulled down her shirt as it ridded up when she stretched. Clearing his throat at catching himself staring at her flat stomach, he pounded the ball into his glove.

Brian swung the bat a few times and posed himself at the ready. Just as Grissom let the ball into the air, Sara reached up and pushed her hair over her shoulders, showing more of her abdomen. The ball flew wide and bounced off a tree.

"Nice one Gil." Sara cheered watching the ball roll to her feet.

Catherine and Albert could only smirk and shake their heads. Nick laughed with Brian and got ready for the next batter. Sara changed with Brian after another balls up with the pitcher's aim. "Ready Sara?" Grissom said nervously.

Raising an eyebrow. "Bring it on." She sent him a small smile and laughed inwardly at the desired affect. He turned a deep shade of red.

"Looking a bit sun burnt Gil." Catherine teased.

Grissom turned and rubbed the back of his neck. "Nick, you wanna pitch? I'm going to get some water before I pass out from heat stroke." It wasn't a complete lie, he was exhausted and his skin did feel like it was on fire.

Nick noticed his discomfort and took the ball from him. Sara watched him walk towards the toilets and after an hour of more fun and games, she decided to go in search of him. She'd told the other's she was going to make sure he had passed out from the heat.

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"Gil?" Sara looked around the camp and saw movement down by the lake. Walking through the few trees, she stopped and saw him sitting under the shade of a large tree. "Hey."

"Hey." He looked up and raised a bottle of water in one hand and after sun in the other.

"You want some help?" She sat down and took the cream from him.

"Thanks." He turned his back to her so she could apply it to his sore back.

"You ok? It's not exactly been your week." She poured some cream into her hands and gently rubbed it into his skin. He hissed at the sting. "Sorry."

He shook his head and dropped his chin to his chest. "I don't get out in the sun much and when I do, I get toasted." He groaned at the feel of her hands massaging the white flower scented cream into his neck and shoulders.

Sara moved round to straddle his legs. They gazed into each other's eyes while she applied cream to his chest. Grissom's hands pulled her hips forward, further up his thighs and leaned into her as she moaned at the feel of his growing arousal beneath her. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth as her hands fondled his hair. The kiss was hungry and passionate. She ground against him, his hands rocking her hips slowly.

"Mmmm. Gil." She moaned between kisses and ran hers nails down his chest. His muscles spasmed at her touch making his groaned into her mouth.

"Sara! Gil!"

Sara and Grissom pulled away and separated quickly. Sara grinned at him. "This is fun, you know? Trying not to get caught in such a compromising position." Grissom chuckled and tried to calm himself. He took a few breaths and relaxed. He groaned at the ache in his groin. Sara gave him a sympathetic look and pulled him to stand. Leaning into him she whispered hoarsely. "I'll fix it later." Grissom smiled and gave her hand a squeeze.

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Catherine looked at Grissom and approached him. "God, you're burnt Gil, come on. Let's fine some more cream."

Grissom held up a bottle and sat down on a log. "I'm fine Cath, it's not the first time and it won't be the last." He assured.

Sara sat down and picked up her book Albert bought her. Brian and Albert were conversing quickly and suspiciously by Sara's tent and glancing at Nick and Greg. Jim put the bat, gloves and balls away while Cath helped Nick and Greg with making dinner.

Chapter 8

MONDAY EVENING

Sara looked up from her book every chance she could when no one was looking, to see what Grissom was doing. Right now everyone was eating and Grissom was staring at the strange food.

"I think Gil's got a problem with you're cooking Nick." Grissom shot Sara a glare, which made her hide behind her book to hide the grin.

Nick looked at his own bowl. "It's strange I know, but it taste ok."

Catherine speared a baby sausage and brought it up to the firelight. "Is it supposed to be green, no hold on that's blue."

Greg spat out a sausage and it landed in the ashes. "I'm eating food that's got all colours from the rainbow in it? Nick where the hell did you get this stuff?"

Looking up, Nick shrugged. "Store. The bloke said it was good stuff, just a brightening experience."

"Yeah it does glow." Brian added holding up a green sausage.

Everyone exchange worried looks and burst out laughing. Sara put her book down and disappeared to grab a few packets from Nick's tent. She poured the four packets contents into a clean pan and filled it with water. Placing it over the fire, she sat down and picked up her book. The only ones amused by this were Albert and Grissom. The others were slightly shocked.

"Someone's got to take care of you kids, just make sure I get something out of it. I'm the only veggie here and you bought more krypton food than anything else." Grissom watched her go back to reading her book and smiled inwardly. She's definitely prepared, he thought.

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LATE MONDAY EVENING

Jim and Catherine crawled into bed an hour ago. Nick and Greg also turned in and Brian ventured off for some night fishing and said he'd be back with breakfast at daybreak. Albert, Grissom and Sara sat around the fire.

Albert was lying on his back and staring at the stars. Sara closed her book and moved to sit on the floor and rest her head against the log. Grissom glanced at Albert and smiled. Moving over to Sara, he slid down next to her and put his arms around her.

Sara looked up at him. "Gil?"

Grissom shook his head. "He won't tell anyone."

"Of course I won't. I've been waiting too long not to see everyone's faces when they find out." Albert covertly said still gazing skywards.

Moving more into his body heat, she rests her head on his shoulder. "How's the sun burn?" She asked softly.

"Sore and itchy." Sara giggled. She wrapped one arm around his waist and her other hand lay on his thigh. "Why are you a vegetarian?" He asked curiously.

"Who said I was?" Sara countered looking up at the moon.

"Me. Noodles, vegetable soup, eggs, toast, no meat, although you do eat fish." Grissom's hand rubbed her back softly as he spoke.

"Fish don't have legs and I've seen too much blood to go near a steak anymore." She grinned brushing her cheek against his neck.

"I don't get you Sara, you are probably the toughest person I know when it comes to blood and dead body's and you can't eat meat. It's kind of peculiar don't you think Gil?" Albert tilted his head towards the couple and smiled at the display.

Grissom pursed his lips and thought about it. "I wouldn't say peculiar, more of magnificent." Sara met his eyes and bit her bottom lip. Raising his eyebrows, he turned to Albert. "But I'm only saying that because I want to sleep in a tent with a lovely woman tonight."

Albert burst out laughing and shook his head. Sara sat up and scowled at him. Although playfully, she didn't give him that time to see it. "Night Al, Gil." She got to her feet and headed to her tent.

"You did it there didn't you Gil?" Albert said going back to his stargazing.

Looking down at the ground he furrowed his brows in thought, then looked up at the tent. "I'm going to try and talk to her, but don't be surprised if I'm back here with you in 5." Grissom smirked at Albert's snort.

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Sara was inside the one sleeping bag with her back to him. He zipped the door up and shuffle up to her. He removed his shirt and other clothing before sliding in next to her.

He noticed her naked back and reached out to trace her spine. Goosebumps coated her skin immediately and she shivered. He moved closer and ran his hand down her side and over her hip. His mouth found her neck and he placed a soft kiss between her shoulder and neck.

"You really think I'm magnificent?" She asked quietly.

Grissom rests his chin on her shoulder. "Much more than that." His hand rounded her hip to her stomach and scraped her skin tenderly with his fingertips.

"Don't you need something fixing?" She turned to face him.

Looking into her eyes he saw passion. "Do I?"

Skating her hand over his thigh she smiled. "I don't know, I can't remember."

Grissom eyes closed as her hand pushed on his hip so he lay on his back. She moved so her body was pressed against his side. "You need some help remembering?" He asked breathless as she circled the growing bulge in his boxers.

She leaned over him and teased his lips with her tongue. "Can you even put a sentence together my dear Gil?" She grinned against his mouth as he gasped loudly when she squeezed him tightly.

He shook his head frantically. "Noooo." He groaned.

"Thought so." Sara giggled and kissed him softly as she slipped her hand into his boxers.

"Mmmm, Sara." He gasped against her lips.

"Speechless Grissom is priceless." She mumbled, trailing hot kisses down his throat.

"Hardly." He groaned as her fingers wrapped around him and moved slowly up and down.

"Oh, you will be." She promised tightening her hold and increasing her movements. She pushed his boxers down his legs and it took him a while to kick them off.

Sara travelled down his chest and flicked a nipple with her tongue making him moan incoherently. "Oh.God."

"Hmmm." She licked the tip of his head and watched his hands grip the sleeping bag tightly and push his head back into his pillow.

"Sara." He gasped, his hand finding her head and holding gently not wanting to guide her.

She took him completely into her mouth and groaned at the feel of him inside her. The vibrations from her groan made his hips buck up into her. She quickly held him down and closed her lips around him with more force and suction. Grissom was biting down on his lip to keep from crying out as he came. His hand covered his face as his breathing came in irregular pants and gasps. Sara climbed up his body and straddled him the best she could in such a short space.

"Got anything to say honey?" She grinned lowering her whole body over his.

Grissom looked up at her, letting his eyes dance across her face. His breath bounced off her lips as he raised his head and quickly turned them. Grissom smiled embarrassedly and covered her mouth gently with his hand as she giggled and gasped loudly as he took his whole length and entered her with one long thrust. Sara's eyes closed in ecstasy as he rammed into her again and again. One of Sara's hands squeezed his shoulder while the other held his hand to her mouth as she tried to muffle her passion filled cries. Grissom buried his head in her chest to silence him the best he could and nuzzled her skin.

He tried to make it last, tried to hold on for her, but he couldn't hold on much longer, because of him coming not long ago. Suddenly as he thrust long and deep with increased pressure, Sara came and bit down on his bottom lip as he crashed his mouth with hers in a desperate attempt to keep the noise to a minimum. He felt her bite him, but couldn't help the small chuckle and slight whimper as he filled her.

Not moving from her, he stayed still, not being able to move. "You didn't answer my question." Sara breathed into his ear in short breathless gasps.

Turning his head to her neck and gently sucking of the flesh, he mumbled softly. "I think I just did."

Sara wrapped her arms around him as he pulled from her but stayed half on her furnace of a body. Her heat was too inviting to pull away from.