CHAPTER 7
Two weeks later and it was a busy shift. Grissom and Sara spent the time after shift together either at her place or at the diner. They never showed there secret in front of anyone and only one person for certain new and that was Al. He always knew when they were getting along and he knew what would happen if anything got out. There were no rules with the department about a relationship, but there was a problem outside work with a wife how would most likely boil her husbands blood if she found out. Grissom knew what Jo would do, but still couldn't stop seeing Sara. He was afraid on some levels of his wife's capabilities. He didn't scare easily but he was well aware what would happen if his wife ever found out about Sara. When she was working a double, Grissom and Sara would spend an entire day together and when she didn't they would keep there distance and only get close in complete privacy which wasn't until Grissom got to Sara's apartment.
Sara was working with Warrick on an apparent suicide, while the others worked a homicide at the local bus station. Sara was staring at the body in the run down house and scrutinising each and every thought that said that this was wrong. "Warrick, this doesn't look like a suicide." She shouted over the sound of a siren of a police car flying down the street.
Warrick looked up from printing the nightstand and nodded. "I agree. This is not in the suicide guidelines. It's way too messy and the cuts are all wrong, plus look at the place." Warrick pointed to the nightstand and the table in the corner. "It's messy, but cleaner than most teenage suicides. It's sometimes if not mostly, cleaned and there's no note or blade or anything."
Sara looked around the room and waved David in to take the body. She photographed the table and bagged the notepads and pens. "I'm going to look around." She said leaving the room. Warrick nodded and continued printing the nightstands and other surfaces.
Walking into the bathroom, she saw some blood on the toilet and bath. Sara crouched down and shone her flashlight over the toilet. She turned at the sound off the door. "WARRICK" Sara shouted and tried to stand but the person hiding behind the bathroom door grabbed and attacked her.
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Sara opened her eyes to the sound of her name and other people's voices. "What happened?" She asked looking around unfocused. She felt someone take her hand and turned her head towards them. It was Warrick. "What happened War?"
Warrick smiled and brushed back her hair. "You got attacked. Can you remember that?"
She smirked. "Some. Strong bloke."
Warrick chuckled. "Yeah. We got him though."
"Thanks." She looked around the room and narrowed her eyes. "Where are we?"
"A&E, you took a heavy beating Sara." Warrick turned as the doctor pushed the curtain back to reveal the rest of the team.
Sara's eyes fell on one person in particular and looked away when she saw who was standing next to him. "How bad?" She asked Warrick.
"Broken rib, cuts and bruises. You'll be ok though." He squeezed her hand and kissed her cheek as he stood. "I better get the case moving so you can go home."
"Thank you Warrick." She closed her eyes when the doctor approached and checked her injuries. She felt a familiar hand and turned towards them.
"Hey."
Sara smiled and closed her eyes again. "Hey."
Nick patted Grissom's shoulder. "Hey, my turn boss." Everyone laughed and Grissom moved to the back. "Hey sweetie. You get better. I've got to get back to the case with Cath. See you soon." He kissed her lips quickly and grinned.
"Bye Nicky." She waved at Catherine as Nick dragged her away.
"You can go home now Miss. Sidle. Your boss will take you home."
"Thank you Doctor Grissom." Sara sat up and pulled on her jacket. Jo spoke to Grissom and kissed his cheek before leaving. "Good thing about this is I get to go home."
Grissom helped Sara with her jacket and held out his arm for her to take. She grasped his upper arm and jumped off the bed. "Come on."
Jo looked up from the main desk and watched her husband put his arm around the young lady and led her outside.
"He's a good friend." The nurse said seeing Jo watching her husband.
Jo nodded. "Yeah."
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Grissom slipped his hand under Sara's jacket to her bare back and walked up to her door. She opened it and headed straight for her bed. Grissom closed the front door and locked it. He followed her and removed her shoes and socks. "How's your head?"
"Sore." Sara moaned and pushed herself up the bed to the pillows. "I'm sorry."
Grissom pulled the covers up and sat down next to her. "Sorry for what?"
"I should have been more careful. I nearly blew our cover."
Grissom took her hand and kissed it. "The police didn't do their job, it's not your fault and Jo didn't see anything a friend or co-worker wouldn't see."
Sara nodded and turned on her side towards him. She closed her eyes and linked their hands. "I'll see you at work tomorrow."
"I'll come back in a few hours to check on you ok. I'm not staying away for long. I'll get this case sorted and help Warrick so it's closed." He leaned over her and kissed her cheek. "You sleep and I'll be here when you wake up."
"Ok." Grissom slowly pulled his hand from hers as he stood. "Love you."
"Love you too."
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Sara healed quickly and was back at work the next night. Her bruises didn't fade for a week and her cuts and broken rib took nearly 4 weeks to heal. Grissom helped her the best he could around the house, but they usually ended up on the couch holding each other watching the documentary channel.
On this particular night, Grissom held Sara's back to his chest as they watched a video. Sara's body was tense and he had a good idea why. He rubbed his hand over her stomach and kissed her neck. "You want to talk about it?"
Sara leaned back into him more and sighed. "I wouldn't know how to say it."
Grissom leaned his head against hers. "If I file for a divorce would that make you happy?"
She turned onto her back to look up at him. He fingered a stray hair on her cheek. Her blank expression was worrying slightly. "I want what makes you happy Gil." She covered his hand on her cheek and pulled it to her heart. "I want you to follow what you believe and what you feel is right. I'll always love you no matter what you choose."
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to hers. "I want to spend my life with you, but I'm scared of loosing what I have." He whispered.
"Tell me what you would loose." She kissed the corner of his mouth.
"My marriage." He looked into her eyes. "My home, my life before, my life now." He stopped and kissed her briefly. "I don't want to loose you. I'm afraid I will one day and I regret everything I did to push us away." His tears flowed down his cheeks.
Sara brought his head closer and tenderly cleared the salty droplets away with her lips. "If we love each other and want this more than anything," She pulled him down so she could nuzzle his neck. "We should do what we need to be together."
After a few minutes Grissom chuckled and lifted his head from her neck. "I fell like we're plotting a murder or something."
Sara giggled. "No way. See too much of that at work." Grissom smirked and hugged her tightly.
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CHAPTER 8
Grissom waited for the papers to come through the post and debated on packing now before giving them to his wife. He sat in the break room staring at his coffee. Catherine walked in and sat down with a coffee. She contemplated him for a few minutes before speaking.
"You ok?"
Grissom looked up and nodded. "Yeah sure, why?"
Catherine shrugged. "Staring at your coffee is never a good sign."
Grissom smiled and drank his coffee. Nick and Sara walked in laughing and dropped down in the chairs next to Grissom and Catherine.
Sara noticed Grissom cringe at his coffee and she took it from him. She stood and poured him a fresh cup. "Men." She laughed and opened a magazine and started flipping through it.
Grissom smirked and drank his hot coffee. "It's a slow night, why don't you all go home and keep your cells and pagers on. See you next shift if nothing happens."
Nick was the first up. "Thanks Grissom. Come on Cath, I'll buy you a late night snack."
"Why thank you kind sir." She took his offered arm and they left.
Sara continued flicking the pages and grinned as Grissom leaned into her. "You go home too."
She looked up at him and shook her head. "I'll wait with you."
Grissom's blue eyes softened and he nodded. "Ok, you want to read that in my office while I do some paperwork?"
"Yeah, that would be nice." Sara grabbed the magazine and followed him.
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Grissom closed his door and sat behind his desk. Half an hour into his paperwork and Sara was sprawled out on the couch. He placed his pen on the open file and pushed away from his desk. He walked to the door and locked it. The blinds were already closed and as he turned, Sara was looking at him curiously. Grissom lifted her legs onto his lap as he sat down and gently caressed them.
"Gil, we can't not here." Sara closed her eyes as his hand moved higher up her thigh.
"I want to make love to you Sara." He leaned over her and placed his body half on her. "No one will bother us. It's not like it would be the first time we've done it here."
Sara grinned at his uncharacteristic behaviour and ran her hand down his cheek. "We could get caught."
"I've locked the door and the blinds are closed. No one knows where anyone is." He started to kiss her neck and pulling her shirt away to trace her collarbone with his tongue.
"We have to be quiet." She whispered against his ear. Her tongue darted out to lick the outer shell. He groaned and pulled her closer. Squashing her body to his.
Grissom pulled her pants and underwear off. His eyes scanned her body as she opened his shirt and pants. Her hand reached into his boxers and grabbed him softly. Grissom fell over her with a throaty groan. "God Sara."
She helped guide him into her and hugged him as he slowly thrust into her. His teeth nibbled her shoulder as his hands pulled her shirt apart. His chest shivered against hers as he brushed against her. Sara raked her nails down his back to his hips and pulled him deeper. Grissom raised one of her legs to penetrate her further. Sara moaned into his chest at the sensations and kissed him madly as he continued to increase speed and plunge into her with all his might. They moaned into each other's mouths as they came at the same time. Grissom continued to thrust into her, prolonging the intense feelings. Sara pulled at his shirt and buried her face into it. Moments later she came again and Grissom collapsed onto her.
"I'm sorry." He whimpered into her shoulder.
Sara kissed his temple and rubbed his damp shirt. "I love you Gil Grissom."
He turned his head and kissed her neck. "I love you too Sara."
They pulled from each other and dressed quickly. Grissom sat back down on the couch and Sara leaned against him. "It's kind of fun doing it in your office."
Grissom chuckled and wrapped his arm around her. "Can I stay with you."
Sara turned to him. "You mean move in with me?"
"Only if you want me to Sara." He dropped his eyes to their intertwined fingers.
"I want you." She grinned and hugged him. "In more ways than one." She added causing Grissom to laugh.
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Sara was sleeping on the couch while Grissom finished his paperwork. He'd unlocked the door shortly after closing the last file and was now sitting back reading a forensic journal. A knock at the door made him jump and he turned towards to door. "Come in." He didn't shout not wanting to wake Sara.
The door opened to reveal Jo. Grissom stood and walked towards her. "I was wondering if you wanted to get breakfast." She asked as he approached her. Grissom stopped as she saw Sara. "Is she alright Gil?"
Grissom nodded. "It was a slow shift and she wouldn't leave, so we worked on the open cases for a while and she dozed off. Sometimes happens." He smiled and shrugged. Jo nodded and backed out of the room. "I'll met you at the diner round the corner in half an hour. I've got to see Mobley about a budget meeting tomorrow."
"Ok." Jo wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Grissom pushed away slowly. "I'll be quick." Jo nodded and backed away slightly confused. He watched her leave and made sure she was out the front door before heading back to his office.
Sara was sitting on his desk. He closed the door and stood in front of her. "I'm going home." She said softly.
"I have a meeting tomorrow that I need to talk to Mobley about."
"I know, I heard." Sara stood and eyed him suspiciously as he grinned.
Grissom stepped closer and took her hands. "You see, I can't make the meeting if I'm some what engaged with a young beautiful woman, which I shall be making breakfast for and moving my stuff in." Sara shyly lowered her head and lifted his hands to her chest. She held both his in hers. "I'll be there in the morning." Sara nodded and kissed his hands.
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Grissom sat across from Jo and drank his coffee. Jo took a bite from her toast and reached across to hold his hand. Grissom squeezed her hand and pulled away. Jo furrowed her brows with confusion. "Gil, what's wrong?"
"I need to talk to you." He started but stopped to take a small breath. He looked at Jo and sighed. "I'm filing for a divorce."
"What?" Jo couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Why?"
"I'll be moving out after shift tomorrow. It will be before you get home." He pulled out some money and paid for their food.
"Gil, what's this about?" Jo followed him as he walked out to his car.
Grissom opened his door and climbed in. His window was open as he turned on the engine. "You know what Joanne."
"Is this about the other night? I didn't mean to shout."
Grissom glared at her. "No its not just that. It's all the other times as well. Goodbye Jo, the papers will arrive in the post in a day or two." He put the car in drive.
"You've already filed it? Gil please." She watched him drive away and her anger was slowly edging to the surface. Right then, she was upset and shocked. She truly didn't understand what brought this up.
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Two weeks later and it was a busy shift. Grissom and Sara spent the time after shift together either at her place or at the diner. They never showed there secret in front of anyone and only one person for certain new and that was Al. He always knew when they were getting along and he knew what would happen if anything got out. There were no rules with the department about a relationship, but there was a problem outside work with a wife how would most likely boil her husbands blood if she found out. Grissom knew what Jo would do, but still couldn't stop seeing Sara. He was afraid on some levels of his wife's capabilities. He didn't scare easily but he was well aware what would happen if his wife ever found out about Sara. When she was working a double, Grissom and Sara would spend an entire day together and when she didn't they would keep there distance and only get close in complete privacy which wasn't until Grissom got to Sara's apartment.
Sara was working with Warrick on an apparent suicide, while the others worked a homicide at the local bus station. Sara was staring at the body in the run down house and scrutinising each and every thought that said that this was wrong. "Warrick, this doesn't look like a suicide." She shouted over the sound of a siren of a police car flying down the street.
Warrick looked up from printing the nightstand and nodded. "I agree. This is not in the suicide guidelines. It's way too messy and the cuts are all wrong, plus look at the place." Warrick pointed to the nightstand and the table in the corner. "It's messy, but cleaner than most teenage suicides. It's sometimes if not mostly, cleaned and there's no note or blade or anything."
Sara looked around the room and waved David in to take the body. She photographed the table and bagged the notepads and pens. "I'm going to look around." She said leaving the room. Warrick nodded and continued printing the nightstands and other surfaces.
Walking into the bathroom, she saw some blood on the toilet and bath. Sara crouched down and shone her flashlight over the toilet. She turned at the sound off the door. "WARRICK" Sara shouted and tried to stand but the person hiding behind the bathroom door grabbed and attacked her.
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Sara opened her eyes to the sound of her name and other people's voices. "What happened?" She asked looking around unfocused. She felt someone take her hand and turned her head towards them. It was Warrick. "What happened War?"
Warrick smiled and brushed back her hair. "You got attacked. Can you remember that?"
She smirked. "Some. Strong bloke."
Warrick chuckled. "Yeah. We got him though."
"Thanks." She looked around the room and narrowed her eyes. "Where are we?"
"A&E, you took a heavy beating Sara." Warrick turned as the doctor pushed the curtain back to reveal the rest of the team.
Sara's eyes fell on one person in particular and looked away when she saw who was standing next to him. "How bad?" She asked Warrick.
"Broken rib, cuts and bruises. You'll be ok though." He squeezed her hand and kissed her cheek as he stood. "I better get the case moving so you can go home."
"Thank you Warrick." She closed her eyes when the doctor approached and checked her injuries. She felt a familiar hand and turned towards them.
"Hey."
Sara smiled and closed her eyes again. "Hey."
Nick patted Grissom's shoulder. "Hey, my turn boss." Everyone laughed and Grissom moved to the back. "Hey sweetie. You get better. I've got to get back to the case with Cath. See you soon." He kissed her lips quickly and grinned.
"Bye Nicky." She waved at Catherine as Nick dragged her away.
"You can go home now Miss. Sidle. Your boss will take you home."
"Thank you Doctor Grissom." Sara sat up and pulled on her jacket. Jo spoke to Grissom and kissed his cheek before leaving. "Good thing about this is I get to go home."
Grissom helped Sara with her jacket and held out his arm for her to take. She grasped his upper arm and jumped off the bed. "Come on."
Jo looked up from the main desk and watched her husband put his arm around the young lady and led her outside.
"He's a good friend." The nurse said seeing Jo watching her husband.
Jo nodded. "Yeah."
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Grissom slipped his hand under Sara's jacket to her bare back and walked up to her door. She opened it and headed straight for her bed. Grissom closed the front door and locked it. He followed her and removed her shoes and socks. "How's your head?"
"Sore." Sara moaned and pushed herself up the bed to the pillows. "I'm sorry."
Grissom pulled the covers up and sat down next to her. "Sorry for what?"
"I should have been more careful. I nearly blew our cover."
Grissom took her hand and kissed it. "The police didn't do their job, it's not your fault and Jo didn't see anything a friend or co-worker wouldn't see."
Sara nodded and turned on her side towards him. She closed her eyes and linked their hands. "I'll see you at work tomorrow."
"I'll come back in a few hours to check on you ok. I'm not staying away for long. I'll get this case sorted and help Warrick so it's closed." He leaned over her and kissed her cheek. "You sleep and I'll be here when you wake up."
"Ok." Grissom slowly pulled his hand from hers as he stood. "Love you."
"Love you too."
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Sara healed quickly and was back at work the next night. Her bruises didn't fade for a week and her cuts and broken rib took nearly 4 weeks to heal. Grissom helped her the best he could around the house, but they usually ended up on the couch holding each other watching the documentary channel.
On this particular night, Grissom held Sara's back to his chest as they watched a video. Sara's body was tense and he had a good idea why. He rubbed his hand over her stomach and kissed her neck. "You want to talk about it?"
Sara leaned back into him more and sighed. "I wouldn't know how to say it."
Grissom leaned his head against hers. "If I file for a divorce would that make you happy?"
She turned onto her back to look up at him. He fingered a stray hair on her cheek. Her blank expression was worrying slightly. "I want what makes you happy Gil." She covered his hand on her cheek and pulled it to her heart. "I want you to follow what you believe and what you feel is right. I'll always love you no matter what you choose."
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to hers. "I want to spend my life with you, but I'm scared of loosing what I have." He whispered.
"Tell me what you would loose." She kissed the corner of his mouth.
"My marriage." He looked into her eyes. "My home, my life before, my life now." He stopped and kissed her briefly. "I don't want to loose you. I'm afraid I will one day and I regret everything I did to push us away." His tears flowed down his cheeks.
Sara brought his head closer and tenderly cleared the salty droplets away with her lips. "If we love each other and want this more than anything," She pulled him down so she could nuzzle his neck. "We should do what we need to be together."
After a few minutes Grissom chuckled and lifted his head from her neck. "I fell like we're plotting a murder or something."
Sara giggled. "No way. See too much of that at work." Grissom smirked and hugged her tightly.
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CHAPTER 8
Grissom waited for the papers to come through the post and debated on packing now before giving them to his wife. He sat in the break room staring at his coffee. Catherine walked in and sat down with a coffee. She contemplated him for a few minutes before speaking.
"You ok?"
Grissom looked up and nodded. "Yeah sure, why?"
Catherine shrugged. "Staring at your coffee is never a good sign."
Grissom smiled and drank his coffee. Nick and Sara walked in laughing and dropped down in the chairs next to Grissom and Catherine.
Sara noticed Grissom cringe at his coffee and she took it from him. She stood and poured him a fresh cup. "Men." She laughed and opened a magazine and started flipping through it.
Grissom smirked and drank his hot coffee. "It's a slow night, why don't you all go home and keep your cells and pagers on. See you next shift if nothing happens."
Nick was the first up. "Thanks Grissom. Come on Cath, I'll buy you a late night snack."
"Why thank you kind sir." She took his offered arm and they left.
Sara continued flicking the pages and grinned as Grissom leaned into her. "You go home too."
She looked up at him and shook her head. "I'll wait with you."
Grissom's blue eyes softened and he nodded. "Ok, you want to read that in my office while I do some paperwork?"
"Yeah, that would be nice." Sara grabbed the magazine and followed him.
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Grissom closed his door and sat behind his desk. Half an hour into his paperwork and Sara was sprawled out on the couch. He placed his pen on the open file and pushed away from his desk. He walked to the door and locked it. The blinds were already closed and as he turned, Sara was looking at him curiously. Grissom lifted her legs onto his lap as he sat down and gently caressed them.
"Gil, we can't not here." Sara closed her eyes as his hand moved higher up her thigh.
"I want to make love to you Sara." He leaned over her and placed his body half on her. "No one will bother us. It's not like it would be the first time we've done it here."
Sara grinned at his uncharacteristic behaviour and ran her hand down his cheek. "We could get caught."
"I've locked the door and the blinds are closed. No one knows where anyone is." He started to kiss her neck and pulling her shirt away to trace her collarbone with his tongue.
"We have to be quiet." She whispered against his ear. Her tongue darted out to lick the outer shell. He groaned and pulled her closer. Squashing her body to his.
Grissom pulled her pants and underwear off. His eyes scanned her body as she opened his shirt and pants. Her hand reached into his boxers and grabbed him softly. Grissom fell over her with a throaty groan. "God Sara."
She helped guide him into her and hugged him as he slowly thrust into her. His teeth nibbled her shoulder as his hands pulled her shirt apart. His chest shivered against hers as he brushed against her. Sara raked her nails down his back to his hips and pulled him deeper. Grissom raised one of her legs to penetrate her further. Sara moaned into his chest at the sensations and kissed him madly as he continued to increase speed and plunge into her with all his might. They moaned into each other's mouths as they came at the same time. Grissom continued to thrust into her, prolonging the intense feelings. Sara pulled at his shirt and buried her face into it. Moments later she came again and Grissom collapsed onto her.
"I'm sorry." He whimpered into her shoulder.
Sara kissed his temple and rubbed his damp shirt. "I love you Gil Grissom."
He turned his head and kissed her neck. "I love you too Sara."
They pulled from each other and dressed quickly. Grissom sat back down on the couch and Sara leaned against him. "It's kind of fun doing it in your office."
Grissom chuckled and wrapped his arm around her. "Can I stay with you."
Sara turned to him. "You mean move in with me?"
"Only if you want me to Sara." He dropped his eyes to their intertwined fingers.
"I want you." She grinned and hugged him. "In more ways than one." She added causing Grissom to laugh.
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Sara was sleeping on the couch while Grissom finished his paperwork. He'd unlocked the door shortly after closing the last file and was now sitting back reading a forensic journal. A knock at the door made him jump and he turned towards to door. "Come in." He didn't shout not wanting to wake Sara.
The door opened to reveal Jo. Grissom stood and walked towards her. "I was wondering if you wanted to get breakfast." She asked as he approached her. Grissom stopped as she saw Sara. "Is she alright Gil?"
Grissom nodded. "It was a slow shift and she wouldn't leave, so we worked on the open cases for a while and she dozed off. Sometimes happens." He smiled and shrugged. Jo nodded and backed out of the room. "I'll met you at the diner round the corner in half an hour. I've got to see Mobley about a budget meeting tomorrow."
"Ok." Jo wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Grissom pushed away slowly. "I'll be quick." Jo nodded and backed away slightly confused. He watched her leave and made sure she was out the front door before heading back to his office.
Sara was sitting on his desk. He closed the door and stood in front of her. "I'm going home." She said softly.
"I have a meeting tomorrow that I need to talk to Mobley about."
"I know, I heard." Sara stood and eyed him suspiciously as he grinned.
Grissom stepped closer and took her hands. "You see, I can't make the meeting if I'm some what engaged with a young beautiful woman, which I shall be making breakfast for and moving my stuff in." Sara shyly lowered her head and lifted his hands to her chest. She held both his in hers. "I'll be there in the morning." Sara nodded and kissed his hands.
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Grissom sat across from Jo and drank his coffee. Jo took a bite from her toast and reached across to hold his hand. Grissom squeezed her hand and pulled away. Jo furrowed her brows with confusion. "Gil, what's wrong?"
"I need to talk to you." He started but stopped to take a small breath. He looked at Jo and sighed. "I'm filing for a divorce."
"What?" Jo couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Why?"
"I'll be moving out after shift tomorrow. It will be before you get home." He pulled out some money and paid for their food.
"Gil, what's this about?" Jo followed him as he walked out to his car.
Grissom opened his door and climbed in. His window was open as he turned on the engine. "You know what Joanne."
"Is this about the other night? I didn't mean to shout."
Grissom glared at her. "No its not just that. It's all the other times as well. Goodbye Jo, the papers will arrive in the post in a day or two." He put the car in drive.
"You've already filed it? Gil please." She watched him drive away and her anger was slowly edging to the surface. Right then, she was upset and shocked. She truly didn't understand what brought this up.
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