CHAPTER 5
Over the next few months leading up to Christmas Grissom and Sara were on better terms and the team was more relaxed. Grissom didn't leave his wife, because he felt he couldn't. Sara and he were talking more about the past, but never wondered too far to bring up painful memories for either. After New Year it was Grissom's and Joanne's anniversary, but Jo had to work a double and Grissom said nothing about it. The lab was quiet and no one realised Grissom was sitting in his office the entire shift, until Sara noticed him through the gap in the blinds. She knocked and entered quietly. She closed the door, locked it, closed the blinds completely and sat down. He obviously didn't want to be seen by the others, she wasn't sure if he wanted to see her.
"Hey, I thought you and Jo had a special night tonight?" Grissom didn't say anything, he just continued to stared at something in his hands. Sara sat back and watched him. "She had to work didn't she?"
Grissom nodded and looked up. "I don't get it Sara."
"Get what?"
"I spend time and energy to make her happy and whenever I have to work a double I get practically blamed for human kinds slip ups and when she's got to work a double I have to deal and spend the time by myself wondering what happens next. Will she be tired and sleep, will she be angry and start an argument or will she just not bother coming home until she knows I'll start worrying and welcome her back with open arms? I'm getting tired of it and I don't know what to do."
Grissom tossed the item in his hand into his trashcan and rubbed his face. His eyes were red and blood shot. Sara knelt in front of him and placed her hands on his knees. "Gil." She was cut off with Grissom leaning forward suddenly and pulling her to him tightly. He kissed her before she could stop anything, but she soon found herself kissing him back. Their mouths opened together and the kiss deepened into something carnal and desperate. Sara's arms pulled him closer around his waist as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. They were glued together as Grissom slowly lowered Sara to the floor of his office. His hands were everywhere at once and she moaned quietly as his right hand found its way under her shirt. Sara's fingers deftly unbuckled his belt and pulled open his pants. Grissom quietly yanked her pants and panties off and plunged into her with so much need and want, they both muffled their cry's in each other's shirts. Sara's hands pulled at his hips as he thrust fiercely into her. His mouth devoured hers without giving into air until they both absolutely needed it. He deepened his thrusts and increased his pressure and speed and soon they both fell over the edge and Grissom groaned into Sara's neck as she bit down on her lip to stifle her scream. He raised his head and saw her bleeding lip. They looked deeply into each other's eyes as he gently sucked on her lip and kissed her softly.
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Weeks later and the sexual tension had almost disappeared between the two. Neither brought up the office thing in case they both regretted it. Grissom watched Sara carefully as she worked and she did the same. The team recognised the old college flirting and thought it was cute, but the idea of Grissom's wife finding out made sure that no one but them noticed this, even Grissom and Sara were very careful about the attraction that never left them was hidden to the outside world.
Grissom was sat at one end of the layout table with the crime scene photos lined up. Sara sat at the opposite end reading the autopsy report. Sara looked up and noticed Grissom staring at her. She smiled and looked back down at the report. She heard him stand and move around the table. He leaned onto the table next to her, their shoulders touching. Sara leaned into him and lifted up the report. "This guy was drunk, way over the limit than a normal drunk." She pointed out. Grissom held the report and read it. His other hand found hers on her leg and squeezed it. The report shook slightly and Grissom smiled shyly.
"Hey Grissom, your wife's here." Nick shouted into the room. Grissom sighed and moved away from Sara to sit back down with his photos.
"Thanks Nicky." He sent the young man a genuine thank you and looked at Sara. She was flipping through the report and making notes.
"Gil." Jo approached and hugged him.
Grissom looked her up and down. "You look nice, you going somewhere?"
Jo nodded and kissed him slowly. Sara looked up at that point and quickly looked away. "Erm. Griss, I'll go talk to Al and see if those tox results came back. Mrs Grissom."
"Bye." Jo turned back to Grissom and smiled. "I was wondering if we could get dinner together by I have to work another double."
Grissom chewed the inside of his lip and narrowed his eyes in thought. He looked down at the photos and sighed. "Sorry, I'm needed here. I've got to wait and find out the cause of death and then check out any leads. Can we go another time?"
Jo over did the nodding a bit and stepped back from him. "Of course. I'll ring you later and we can perhaps meet in the hospital canteen." Grissom nodded and kissed her cheek.
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Al was trying to show Sara how to extract a bullet from a spine without damaging it further, but it was becoming very messy and they couldn't stop laughing, which was Al's idea when he saw the sad look she walked into his room with.
Grissom strolled through the doors and grinned at the sight of blood sprayed up the aprons of both scientists. "Can you make anymore of a mess?"
Sara gave him a small smile and pulled out the bullet. "Whoa, 45. Nice." She dropped the bullet casing into the tray Al held out and grinned at him.
Al turned to Grissom and handed him the tray. "All yours Doc."
Grissom chuckled. "Good mood I see." Sara pulled the shrubs off and placed them in the yellow recycle bin in the corner. "The tox come back yet?" He asked.
"Not yet. You want me to hurry Greg up?" Sara offered.
Grissom shook his head. "He's busy with Warrick and Catherine's case." He watched her don her jacket and looked across at Al as he cleared his throat. Al grinned at him at catching him staring. Grissom just smiled and held the door open for Sara.
"I thought you were going somewhere." Sara said walking back towards the lab.
"Nope." Grissom placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her back to the layout room to collect the evidence up before settling down in the break room for a coffee and some thing to eat.
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Sara sat on the couch while Grissom sat in the armchair across from her. He was reading a book while She read the latest forensic magazine. She shifted uncomfortably and glanced at Grissom who was watching her again.
"You keep doing that and I'm going to start thinking something's wrong." She said going back to reading.
Grissom smirked and turned a page. "Doing what?" He teased.
Sara laughed. "You now exactly what." Grissom licked his lips and narrowed his eyes behind his glasses. It was Sara who was staring this time and seemed to be thinking about something to say. Grissom closed his book and she blurted it out. "You want to come over for dinner tomorrow?"
He sat forward and debated his answer. "Dinner?" He said looking at the small table. Sara nodded and turned back to her reading.
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CHAPTER 6
Sara opened her door and smiled widely. "You're late."
Grissom chuckled. "By two minutes Sara." He held up a bottle of wine and he watched as her eyes softened further. "Didn't know what to bring so," He shrugged.
She took the wine and let him by. "This is fine." Grissom sat down on a breakfast stool and followed her as she moved around the kitchen.
"I didn't know you could cook."
Sara grinned. "Let's not say anything about my cooking until you've tasted it. I'm not much of a cook."
Grissom poured some wine and pushed her glass towards her. "I'm sure it's going to be delicious."
After dinner and finishing the wine, they sat on the couch watching a forensic documentary. "What are you hoping to get from tonight Gil?"
Grissom looked down at her and pulled her closer. She laid her head on his shoulder and he leaned his head to hers. "Not hoping for anything, just spending time with my best friend."
Sara nodded slightly and played with his free hand that rest on his lap. She turned it over and drew tiny patterns on his palm. She measured her hand with his and apon him spreading his fingers, she entwined them. "Can you stay?" She asked in a whisper.
Grissom closed his eyes, turned his head a little and breathed in the scent of her hair. "For a while." He whispered back.
"If you stay, you can't turn away from me." Her voice was quiet as she felt his lips caress her neck tenderly.
"I can't promise Sara, but I'll try." He felt her slow nod and pulled her up with him. Sara turned the TV off and led him to her room.
Grissom watched her undress before him. He approached her from behind and placed his hands on her hips and began kissing her lightly across her shoulder and up her neck. His hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her back against him. Sara's fingers tangled in his hair and held his head to her. She turned and kissed him softly. Grissom unbuttoned his shirt and let it drop to the floor. He reached around her, unclasped her bra and slipped it down her arms, it floated to the pile on the floor. Sara unbuckled his pants slowly and they slid down to his ankles with his boxers. Grissom stepped out of them and kicked them away. Sara removed her pants and panties and they fell onto the bed together.
Sara ran her hands gently down his back and smiled up at him as he shivered under her tender touch. She raised her head and kissed him passionately. Grissom revelled in her skin against his and he moaned into her mouth as she moved under him. He entered her slowly and affectionately made love to her.
His mouth roamed her body, as did his hands. She cried out at the sensitive spots he caressed and he chuckled softly at her as she called out to him and moaned his name softly. He kissed her collarbone and covered her mouth with his as he came shortly after her. The kiss was long and sweet, as they didn't want the contact to end. He pulled her to him as they covered themselves with the sheets and curled up together as they welcomed the dreams and comforting sleep they had not had in a long time.
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Light broke through the blinds and Sara turned into the warmth of the body next to hers. Grissom pulled her closer and kissed her neck. They held each other in the sunlight; not wanting to ever let go. Grissom suddenly started thinking about his wife and inwardly cringed and groaned. He pulled Sara closer and kissed her neck again, then her cheek to her lips. She moaned against his and smiled. She wrapped her arms around him and deepened the kiss.
Sara looked into his eyes as he pulled away. She cupped his cheek and brushed her thumb over his lips. "Do you want to continue this?" She asked seriously.
Grissom closed his eyes and turned into her touch. "I don't know what to do Sara."
"You realise it's an affair?" She pulled him down slowly and kissed his lips lightly.
"I know." His eyes held pain and confusion.
Sara's heart ached for him so much, but she didn't want to be on the sidelines forever. "Gil?"
Grissom looked down at her and smiled. "I love you Sara. I always have, since the first time I met you." He pressed his body to hers and kissed her with all his love for her.
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Over the next few months leading up to Christmas Grissom and Sara were on better terms and the team was more relaxed. Grissom didn't leave his wife, because he felt he couldn't. Sara and he were talking more about the past, but never wondered too far to bring up painful memories for either. After New Year it was Grissom's and Joanne's anniversary, but Jo had to work a double and Grissom said nothing about it. The lab was quiet and no one realised Grissom was sitting in his office the entire shift, until Sara noticed him through the gap in the blinds. She knocked and entered quietly. She closed the door, locked it, closed the blinds completely and sat down. He obviously didn't want to be seen by the others, she wasn't sure if he wanted to see her.
"Hey, I thought you and Jo had a special night tonight?" Grissom didn't say anything, he just continued to stared at something in his hands. Sara sat back and watched him. "She had to work didn't she?"
Grissom nodded and looked up. "I don't get it Sara."
"Get what?"
"I spend time and energy to make her happy and whenever I have to work a double I get practically blamed for human kinds slip ups and when she's got to work a double I have to deal and spend the time by myself wondering what happens next. Will she be tired and sleep, will she be angry and start an argument or will she just not bother coming home until she knows I'll start worrying and welcome her back with open arms? I'm getting tired of it and I don't know what to do."
Grissom tossed the item in his hand into his trashcan and rubbed his face. His eyes were red and blood shot. Sara knelt in front of him and placed her hands on his knees. "Gil." She was cut off with Grissom leaning forward suddenly and pulling her to him tightly. He kissed her before she could stop anything, but she soon found herself kissing him back. Their mouths opened together and the kiss deepened into something carnal and desperate. Sara's arms pulled him closer around his waist as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. They were glued together as Grissom slowly lowered Sara to the floor of his office. His hands were everywhere at once and she moaned quietly as his right hand found its way under her shirt. Sara's fingers deftly unbuckled his belt and pulled open his pants. Grissom quietly yanked her pants and panties off and plunged into her with so much need and want, they both muffled their cry's in each other's shirts. Sara's hands pulled at his hips as he thrust fiercely into her. His mouth devoured hers without giving into air until they both absolutely needed it. He deepened his thrusts and increased his pressure and speed and soon they both fell over the edge and Grissom groaned into Sara's neck as she bit down on her lip to stifle her scream. He raised his head and saw her bleeding lip. They looked deeply into each other's eyes as he gently sucked on her lip and kissed her softly.
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Weeks later and the sexual tension had almost disappeared between the two. Neither brought up the office thing in case they both regretted it. Grissom watched Sara carefully as she worked and she did the same. The team recognised the old college flirting and thought it was cute, but the idea of Grissom's wife finding out made sure that no one but them noticed this, even Grissom and Sara were very careful about the attraction that never left them was hidden to the outside world.
Grissom was sat at one end of the layout table with the crime scene photos lined up. Sara sat at the opposite end reading the autopsy report. Sara looked up and noticed Grissom staring at her. She smiled and looked back down at the report. She heard him stand and move around the table. He leaned onto the table next to her, their shoulders touching. Sara leaned into him and lifted up the report. "This guy was drunk, way over the limit than a normal drunk." She pointed out. Grissom held the report and read it. His other hand found hers on her leg and squeezed it. The report shook slightly and Grissom smiled shyly.
"Hey Grissom, your wife's here." Nick shouted into the room. Grissom sighed and moved away from Sara to sit back down with his photos.
"Thanks Nicky." He sent the young man a genuine thank you and looked at Sara. She was flipping through the report and making notes.
"Gil." Jo approached and hugged him.
Grissom looked her up and down. "You look nice, you going somewhere?"
Jo nodded and kissed him slowly. Sara looked up at that point and quickly looked away. "Erm. Griss, I'll go talk to Al and see if those tox results came back. Mrs Grissom."
"Bye." Jo turned back to Grissom and smiled. "I was wondering if we could get dinner together by I have to work another double."
Grissom chewed the inside of his lip and narrowed his eyes in thought. He looked down at the photos and sighed. "Sorry, I'm needed here. I've got to wait and find out the cause of death and then check out any leads. Can we go another time?"
Jo over did the nodding a bit and stepped back from him. "Of course. I'll ring you later and we can perhaps meet in the hospital canteen." Grissom nodded and kissed her cheek.
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Al was trying to show Sara how to extract a bullet from a spine without damaging it further, but it was becoming very messy and they couldn't stop laughing, which was Al's idea when he saw the sad look she walked into his room with.
Grissom strolled through the doors and grinned at the sight of blood sprayed up the aprons of both scientists. "Can you make anymore of a mess?"
Sara gave him a small smile and pulled out the bullet. "Whoa, 45. Nice." She dropped the bullet casing into the tray Al held out and grinned at him.
Al turned to Grissom and handed him the tray. "All yours Doc."
Grissom chuckled. "Good mood I see." Sara pulled the shrubs off and placed them in the yellow recycle bin in the corner. "The tox come back yet?" He asked.
"Not yet. You want me to hurry Greg up?" Sara offered.
Grissom shook his head. "He's busy with Warrick and Catherine's case." He watched her don her jacket and looked across at Al as he cleared his throat. Al grinned at him at catching him staring. Grissom just smiled and held the door open for Sara.
"I thought you were going somewhere." Sara said walking back towards the lab.
"Nope." Grissom placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her back to the layout room to collect the evidence up before settling down in the break room for a coffee and some thing to eat.
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Sara sat on the couch while Grissom sat in the armchair across from her. He was reading a book while She read the latest forensic magazine. She shifted uncomfortably and glanced at Grissom who was watching her again.
"You keep doing that and I'm going to start thinking something's wrong." She said going back to reading.
Grissom smirked and turned a page. "Doing what?" He teased.
Sara laughed. "You now exactly what." Grissom licked his lips and narrowed his eyes behind his glasses. It was Sara who was staring this time and seemed to be thinking about something to say. Grissom closed his book and she blurted it out. "You want to come over for dinner tomorrow?"
He sat forward and debated his answer. "Dinner?" He said looking at the small table. Sara nodded and turned back to her reading.
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CHAPTER 6
Sara opened her door and smiled widely. "You're late."
Grissom chuckled. "By two minutes Sara." He held up a bottle of wine and he watched as her eyes softened further. "Didn't know what to bring so," He shrugged.
She took the wine and let him by. "This is fine." Grissom sat down on a breakfast stool and followed her as she moved around the kitchen.
"I didn't know you could cook."
Sara grinned. "Let's not say anything about my cooking until you've tasted it. I'm not much of a cook."
Grissom poured some wine and pushed her glass towards her. "I'm sure it's going to be delicious."
After dinner and finishing the wine, they sat on the couch watching a forensic documentary. "What are you hoping to get from tonight Gil?"
Grissom looked down at her and pulled her closer. She laid her head on his shoulder and he leaned his head to hers. "Not hoping for anything, just spending time with my best friend."
Sara nodded slightly and played with his free hand that rest on his lap. She turned it over and drew tiny patterns on his palm. She measured her hand with his and apon him spreading his fingers, she entwined them. "Can you stay?" She asked in a whisper.
Grissom closed his eyes, turned his head a little and breathed in the scent of her hair. "For a while." He whispered back.
"If you stay, you can't turn away from me." Her voice was quiet as she felt his lips caress her neck tenderly.
"I can't promise Sara, but I'll try." He felt her slow nod and pulled her up with him. Sara turned the TV off and led him to her room.
Grissom watched her undress before him. He approached her from behind and placed his hands on her hips and began kissing her lightly across her shoulder and up her neck. His hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her back against him. Sara's fingers tangled in his hair and held his head to her. She turned and kissed him softly. Grissom unbuttoned his shirt and let it drop to the floor. He reached around her, unclasped her bra and slipped it down her arms, it floated to the pile on the floor. Sara unbuckled his pants slowly and they slid down to his ankles with his boxers. Grissom stepped out of them and kicked them away. Sara removed her pants and panties and they fell onto the bed together.
Sara ran her hands gently down his back and smiled up at him as he shivered under her tender touch. She raised her head and kissed him passionately. Grissom revelled in her skin against his and he moaned into her mouth as she moved under him. He entered her slowly and affectionately made love to her.
His mouth roamed her body, as did his hands. She cried out at the sensitive spots he caressed and he chuckled softly at her as she called out to him and moaned his name softly. He kissed her collarbone and covered her mouth with his as he came shortly after her. The kiss was long and sweet, as they didn't want the contact to end. He pulled her to him as they covered themselves with the sheets and curled up together as they welcomed the dreams and comforting sleep they had not had in a long time.
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Light broke through the blinds and Sara turned into the warmth of the body next to hers. Grissom pulled her closer and kissed her neck. They held each other in the sunlight; not wanting to ever let go. Grissom suddenly started thinking about his wife and inwardly cringed and groaned. He pulled Sara closer and kissed her neck again, then her cheek to her lips. She moaned against his and smiled. She wrapped her arms around him and deepened the kiss.
Sara looked into his eyes as he pulled away. She cupped his cheek and brushed her thumb over his lips. "Do you want to continue this?" She asked seriously.
Grissom closed his eyes and turned into her touch. "I don't know what to do Sara."
"You realise it's an affair?" She pulled him down slowly and kissed his lips lightly.
"I know." His eyes held pain and confusion.
Sara's heart ached for him so much, but she didn't want to be on the sidelines forever. "Gil?"
Grissom looked down at her and smiled. "I love you Sara. I always have, since the first time I met you." He pressed his body to hers and kissed her with all his love for her.
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