Title: When it All Comes Crashing Down
Author: Stepf/CSIphile
Notes: He's back, but not quite creating havoc yet. That's the next chapter.bwhahahahahahaha. Anyway...Sorry this took sooooo long to update. RL has been intrusive.
Thanks: Everyone who has reviewed, it really is inspirational to know you are enjoying this ficcrap of mine! Keep it up.
She places the last of the books in a small box and blows hair from her face. Sitting up from her hunched position, Sara pulls the rubber band out of her hair only to quickly pull her hair back and secure the errant hairs. Looking around, she takes in Grissom's townhouse, brown boxes line one wall, all carefully marked in her precise handwriting. The guys were coming over that weekend to move them to the new house.
'New house' she thinks.
Grissom had certainly surprised her with it, never in a million years had she expected him to buy them a house for Christmas, and now, for the second time in five weeks she is moving. Clapping her hands together she look at the job just accomplished and the one that needs to be. Sighing, she gets up and is on her way to grab a bottle of water when her cell phone rings. Quickly grabbing it off the island, she smiles at the display.
"Hey," she answers.
"Hey, how's it going?"
"Good God, man. You have a lot of books, more than me; ten boxes and almost two hours later I am finally done. The butterflies are next." Her tone is light and she leans against the counter.
"Just don't strain yourself and no picking up the boxes, okay?"
"I know, I know, that's why I am packing, remember? Because I can't help move. If you guys need me at the lab, I can come in."
"Don't worry about us Sara, we're fine. Enjoy some of your time off; don't just work the whole time."
"I won't, you know me."
"Yes, I do, and that's why I'm saying it."
"Yeah, yeah, ok. I'm going to pack the butterflies and then call it a day. Maybe get out for a while."
"Ok, see you after shift."
"Ok, tell everyone I said hi."
"Will do."
Grissom looks up as he hangs up the phone and waves in Catherine who had been standing in the doorway, watching. He has undergone a transformation since Sara got pregnant, one she never thought she would see. Gil Grissom was coming out of his shell, interacting with people more and seemingly enjoying it. When he is on a case, he is the same man as before, doggedly determined to catch the bad guy, but he seems to empathize with the victim more.
Turing his attention to Catherine, Grissom sees the smile plastered on her face. "What?" he asks.
"When did you get so domestic, Gil? It becomes you."
He raises an eyebrow at her and hands over the call that just came in. "Take Nicky."
"Uh huh. Just admit it, you're enjoying all this." At his stone face she smirks and leaves.
Grissom watches her go and shakes his head. He is enjoying this, more than he anticipated. It is like a whole new world has been opened for him, and he found out what he had been missing in the old one.
Scrunching her nose, Sara debates the best way to get these things into boxes without any of them breaking. While working the problem, the house phone rings and she turns to look at it dubiously. His house phone rarely rings for either of them, everyone they know calls on their cells. When it doesn't stop ringing, she finally walks over to it, lifts the cradle off the receiver and says hello. She is greeted by silence, but not the silence of someone who hung up, the silence of an open line. Shivers go down her back, but she quickly dismisses them.
"Hello." She repeats and finally hangs up the phone, not thinking twice about it.
He finally gets to hear her voice, for the first time in months. Hanging up the phone, he sighs and looks at the receptionist for the construction company.
"Your sister not there?" she asks politely.
"No, must be out. Thanks for finding me that number though, I can't believe I lost it." He gives her a genuine smile.
"No problem, amazing what you can find on the internet."
He nods at her and walks out the trailer door heading for the job site. She can't know yet that he is out, that would ruin the whole surprise.
She stands in the foyer and watches as Nicky, Warrick and Grissom bring box after box through the doorway. She fidgets from foot to foot, annoyed that she can't do anything productive except watch. Earlier she had attempted to pick up a small box and had promptly been chastened by Nick. When the last of the kitchen boxes are placed on the island, she starts unpacking everything she had just packed only 3 days before. This part doesn't bother Sara so much, she likes organizing and finding a place for everything, it soothes her mind. Making quick work of the kitchen, Sara sits in one of the dining room table chairs, even though these are supposed to be the easiest months of pregnancy, she still gets tired quickly. Looking at her ever increasing belly and running a hand over the red sweater covering it, Sara smiles. It is amazing to her how much her life has changed in such a short time frame, but it's not a bad change.
Leaving her hand on the side of her stomach, Sara is rewarded with a small movement, nothing like what she has been feeling as of late, she swears the kid is bruising her insides. She grimaces when he moves quickly and then wrinkles her nose when it stops; the baby is currently residing on her bladder. Sighing loudly, she gets up and heads to the bathroom, passing Grissom on the way.
"How're you doing?" At her mock annoyed expression, he continues, "Sorry, sorry. You're not made of glass, I know."
She smiles before answering. "I'm fine, but the kid is in a mood, he is kicking my insides to death all of a sudden, and planting himself on my bladder."
"You know, we're in big trouble if that's a girl. She's going to have a complex before birth."
Sara shrugs before sidestepping him. "Excuse me, HE'S pressing harder."
Watching her move effortlessly around him Grissom grins.
He had showed up at Grissom's townhouse fifteen minutes too late, she was already gone. There are no vehicles in the driveway and the house is empty of furnishings. Joey looks around the porch area and narrows his eyes, he can't believe she would betray him like that. Pacing back and forth, he catches the eye of a neighbor who comes outside.
"Excuse me. Can I help you?"
Turing to the older woman, Joey pastes on a fake smile. "Why, yes. I must have missed my sister and her boyfriend. Do you know where they moved to?"
"No, I sure don't. Lovely couple though. She's.."
"Thank you." Joey quickly says and angrily takes off. He has to find her.
tbc...........
Author: Stepf/CSIphile
Notes: He's back, but not quite creating havoc yet. That's the next chapter.bwhahahahahahaha. Anyway...Sorry this took sooooo long to update. RL has been intrusive.
Thanks: Everyone who has reviewed, it really is inspirational to know you are enjoying this ficcrap of mine! Keep it up.
She places the last of the books in a small box and blows hair from her face. Sitting up from her hunched position, Sara pulls the rubber band out of her hair only to quickly pull her hair back and secure the errant hairs. Looking around, she takes in Grissom's townhouse, brown boxes line one wall, all carefully marked in her precise handwriting. The guys were coming over that weekend to move them to the new house.
'New house' she thinks.
Grissom had certainly surprised her with it, never in a million years had she expected him to buy them a house for Christmas, and now, for the second time in five weeks she is moving. Clapping her hands together she look at the job just accomplished and the one that needs to be. Sighing, she gets up and is on her way to grab a bottle of water when her cell phone rings. Quickly grabbing it off the island, she smiles at the display.
"Hey," she answers.
"Hey, how's it going?"
"Good God, man. You have a lot of books, more than me; ten boxes and almost two hours later I am finally done. The butterflies are next." Her tone is light and she leans against the counter.
"Just don't strain yourself and no picking up the boxes, okay?"
"I know, I know, that's why I am packing, remember? Because I can't help move. If you guys need me at the lab, I can come in."
"Don't worry about us Sara, we're fine. Enjoy some of your time off; don't just work the whole time."
"I won't, you know me."
"Yes, I do, and that's why I'm saying it."
"Yeah, yeah, ok. I'm going to pack the butterflies and then call it a day. Maybe get out for a while."
"Ok, see you after shift."
"Ok, tell everyone I said hi."
"Will do."
Grissom looks up as he hangs up the phone and waves in Catherine who had been standing in the doorway, watching. He has undergone a transformation since Sara got pregnant, one she never thought she would see. Gil Grissom was coming out of his shell, interacting with people more and seemingly enjoying it. When he is on a case, he is the same man as before, doggedly determined to catch the bad guy, but he seems to empathize with the victim more.
Turing his attention to Catherine, Grissom sees the smile plastered on her face. "What?" he asks.
"When did you get so domestic, Gil? It becomes you."
He raises an eyebrow at her and hands over the call that just came in. "Take Nicky."
"Uh huh. Just admit it, you're enjoying all this." At his stone face she smirks and leaves.
Grissom watches her go and shakes his head. He is enjoying this, more than he anticipated. It is like a whole new world has been opened for him, and he found out what he had been missing in the old one.
Scrunching her nose, Sara debates the best way to get these things into boxes without any of them breaking. While working the problem, the house phone rings and she turns to look at it dubiously. His house phone rarely rings for either of them, everyone they know calls on their cells. When it doesn't stop ringing, she finally walks over to it, lifts the cradle off the receiver and says hello. She is greeted by silence, but not the silence of someone who hung up, the silence of an open line. Shivers go down her back, but she quickly dismisses them.
"Hello." She repeats and finally hangs up the phone, not thinking twice about it.
He finally gets to hear her voice, for the first time in months. Hanging up the phone, he sighs and looks at the receptionist for the construction company.
"Your sister not there?" she asks politely.
"No, must be out. Thanks for finding me that number though, I can't believe I lost it." He gives her a genuine smile.
"No problem, amazing what you can find on the internet."
He nods at her and walks out the trailer door heading for the job site. She can't know yet that he is out, that would ruin the whole surprise.
She stands in the foyer and watches as Nicky, Warrick and Grissom bring box after box through the doorway. She fidgets from foot to foot, annoyed that she can't do anything productive except watch. Earlier she had attempted to pick up a small box and had promptly been chastened by Nick. When the last of the kitchen boxes are placed on the island, she starts unpacking everything she had just packed only 3 days before. This part doesn't bother Sara so much, she likes organizing and finding a place for everything, it soothes her mind. Making quick work of the kitchen, Sara sits in one of the dining room table chairs, even though these are supposed to be the easiest months of pregnancy, she still gets tired quickly. Looking at her ever increasing belly and running a hand over the red sweater covering it, Sara smiles. It is amazing to her how much her life has changed in such a short time frame, but it's not a bad change.
Leaving her hand on the side of her stomach, Sara is rewarded with a small movement, nothing like what she has been feeling as of late, she swears the kid is bruising her insides. She grimaces when he moves quickly and then wrinkles her nose when it stops; the baby is currently residing on her bladder. Sighing loudly, she gets up and heads to the bathroom, passing Grissom on the way.
"How're you doing?" At her mock annoyed expression, he continues, "Sorry, sorry. You're not made of glass, I know."
She smiles before answering. "I'm fine, but the kid is in a mood, he is kicking my insides to death all of a sudden, and planting himself on my bladder."
"You know, we're in big trouble if that's a girl. She's going to have a complex before birth."
Sara shrugs before sidestepping him. "Excuse me, HE'S pressing harder."
Watching her move effortlessly around him Grissom grins.
He had showed up at Grissom's townhouse fifteen minutes too late, she was already gone. There are no vehicles in the driveway and the house is empty of furnishings. Joey looks around the porch area and narrows his eyes, he can't believe she would betray him like that. Pacing back and forth, he catches the eye of a neighbor who comes outside.
"Excuse me. Can I help you?"
Turing to the older woman, Joey pastes on a fake smile. "Why, yes. I must have missed my sister and her boyfriend. Do you know where they moved to?"
"No, I sure don't. Lovely couple though. She's.."
"Thank you." Joey quickly says and angrily takes off. He has to find her.
tbc...........