Author: Lithium Shamrock (LS)

Spoilers: None.

Paring: unrequited G/s and Gr/S

Authors note: Just a short fic, showing that Grissom is unintentionally "mean" to Sara, and that Greg has more on his mind than Spandex…

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"Damn!" Sara yelled, slamming the roof door shut, at such a speed, it merely bounced back open. She turned and looked it with disgust. 'I can't even shut a door,' she muttered to herself, walking to the edge.

No one knew about up here.

'Well, maybe the structural engineers, the fire officers, the designers……'

Well, no one knew she came here when she was upset.

Upset? Today upset was probably an understand.

 'Maybe I'm going crazy, or being hormonal. Damn, I hope I'm going crazy, because if I'm just being hormonal, it means nothing. Well, it means I'm female.'

Grissom was doing it again. Ignoring her. She had spoken to him, and he just looked right through her and walked of.

Damn him. Damn his non-emotive state. And damn his stupid cockroaches.

"Sara?" she looked round to see Greg, he was gingerly edging nearer to her.

What was she doing up here? Why was she so close to the edge?

"I'm not jumping Greg," she said, half in jest, but with undertones of being annoyed. How the hell did he know she was up here?

"Yeah, well, I wouldn't, I don't think its far enough down." He said, awkwardly looking from her, to over the edge. She gave him a cold stare, which resulted in Greg looking down to his feet, then away from her.

He never knew where he was with Sara; she would go between being happy and upbeat, to being depressed. He preferred her happy.

He looked back to her, "you up here to think," he said casually, before looking to the landscape.

"Yeah," she respond, eyes still fixed on the very same landscape. "…But what would you know about that?" she said, voice brimming full of sarcasm.

"Fine!" He said in disgust, throwing up his hands, "if you want to be alone…" he started, walking away.

"No, Greg," she said turning back to him.

He turned to her; his eyes were dark and bore holes through her.

He might be a lab rat, he might mess about, but this lab rat has feeling.

"….I don't really want to be alone," she admitted.

His façade softened, and he joined her back at the edge of the building, but instead of looking to the landscape, he leaned on the railings with his back to it. Sara followed suit.

"So what are you thinking about," Greg said softly, breaking the silence.

"A guy," Sara responded, she looked to him, and he grinned.

"Ah L'amoure," Greg said in a bad Italian accent.

Sara smiled and shook her head. "Not love Greg, well…not anymore, I hate him now." she said, with the realisation washing over her face.

Greg looked confused, "I didn't know you were dating." She inwardly smiled; he doesn't know it's Grissom.

"I'm not…he, he doesn't know…he doesn't know I …that I love him," she awkwardly stuttered.

"Unrequited love then," he said giving Sara a knowledgeable stare. Greg really wasn't as dumb as he looked – he really wasn't dumb at all.

"Yeah." Sara said sadly.

"So…. why do you hate him?" Greg question, frankly puzzled at why Sara could love and hate a guy at the same time; a guy she wasn't even dating.

"I just do." She said sharply. She didn't like his line of questioning, but she did appreciate his company, it stopped her mind from screaming.

"Well, if you hate him because he's a bad person, that's ok – you've got a right to hate him," he shrugged; he knew it wasn't this reason.

"If you hate him because he's acting normal, well, you can't blame him, especially if he doesn't know that you like him." They stared at each other, Sara smiled, and she actually looked happy.

"When did you get so smart?" she questioned playfully.

"I have a lot of time on my hands." He said, trying to sound professional.

"Sara, if you ever want someone who never acts normally around you, well, I'm here," he said walking away, thrusting out his arms to emphasize his presence, before turning his back on her.

"But Greg," she said, pretending to be confused, "you never act normally around anyone," she said smiling.

He turned, and briefly returned her smile, then continued walking, back to the door.