Chapter 6
Sara's House Continued
He walked towards her, but didn't get too close. She stood with her back to him. "I'm leaving, but I don't know when I'll be back." She turned slightly, but didn't look at him. "I've got to go away and I won't see you." His voice was sad and weak as he tried to hold back his emotions the best he could.
"Leave then." She said coldly.
"Sara." He touched her shoulder and she turned. "I." He looked down at her hands. She was wringing them tightly. He slowly pulled her hands apart and held them in his. "I've known you for a long time."
"Why did you come here?" She asked trying to pull her hands from his, but he held them firmly.
"Please, just listen to me Sara." He paused and waited for her to say something, but he only got a nod. "I've known you for a long time and I don't want to loose our friendship." She looked into his eyes with confusion. "I treasure our friendship Sara and I wish I had the strength to make it more." Sara's eyes widened and he looked down. "I'm sorry for all the times I hurt you. I didn't intentional do it I swear." She pulled one hand from his to cover his holding her other hand. "It's been 6 years of following Ecklie. I tried to get him a few years ago, but he slipped away, became more cautious. I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't." He swallowed hard and breathed in through his nose nervously. "Sara, I've never felt this way about anyone before."
She looked down at their hands and watched as his thumbs gently brushed against her knuckles. "Felt what?" She asked finding his eyes again.
"I've. I. Since the first day we met. I have felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest." He watched her eyes as they weld up with more tears. "When I see you, my heat rate skips so many beats it's hard to breathe. I've wanted to tell you something for so long, but I'm scared."
She squeezed his hands and asked. "Scared, why?"
He smiled and looked down. His next words made Sara step back in shock, but also disbelief that she heard the words. "I.I've never been in love with anyone as much as I love you and it scares me that I love you too much to let you leave my life forever." He watched as she stared at him with her mouth hanging slightly open.
She suddenly couldn't help the shy smile and Grissom mirrored it. She leaned against the counter and sighed. "I'm still angry with you." She stated matter of factly and pointed a finger at him.
He nodded his head silently. "I understand that."
"Do you?" She asked looking at him. He closed his eyes briefly and rubbed his face. "Because I just discovered that the man I've loved since college was lying to me the whole time I knew him."
He shook his head in disagreement. "I never lied." He said quietly. "I never lied to you." He whispered. "I am still the person you've known for over 6 years and I am still the person who unintentionally hurt you because I was only trying to protect you." She looked at him with cold eyes. He turned away. "I wanted to tell you how I felt before I left and to let you know that you will never leave my heart for as long as I live." He opened the front door and walked out.
She watched him quietly for a few seconds, but suddenly her feet were following him until she started to run after him. "Grissom wait!" She shouted. He turned and she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him hard. Grissom's arms slipped around her waist and pulled her to him tightly. The kiss slowed to something soft and tender as they made the moment last forever. His hands pushed up her back to her shoulder blades and held her to his chest with such force he never wanted to let go. Her hands were in his hair, tangled in his curls and memorising the softness. They pulled apart and stared into each other's eyes. "Don't go." She pleaded and he pulled her to him. She laid her head on his shoulder. "Please don't go."
He closed his eyes against the tears that threatened to fall. "I have to." He whispered. "I'll call you. I will." His arms tightened around her. "I will always be here if you need me." He pulled out a folded piece of paper and pushed it into her pocket. He turned his head and kissed her cheek softly. "I have to go." She held his shirt in her hands, unwilling to let go. "I'll call you soon." He pulled away and climbed into his car. She stood and watched him drive away.
Sara didn't turn up for work for two nights and had her cell phone turned off. She wanted to be alone and collect her thoughts as she tried to piece her life back together. The main anchor in her life had just left her life and she didn't know when she would see him again. She cried and to help her get her mind off him, she turned her music up full blast to try and push him out of her head so she could think straight, but as much as she tried, she found him still there whenever she looked at something that would remind her of him. Being a CSI was the big memory and working with him everyday for 6 years. Meeting him at college and getting to know him, or as much as he told her about him. Back then, she didn't really know him, but figured there was a reason he didn't share and now she knew why.
She decided she needed to get out of the house after ignoring the knocks, phone calls, pages and e-mails. She needed to go somewhere and think.
Sara's House Continued
He walked towards her, but didn't get too close. She stood with her back to him. "I'm leaving, but I don't know when I'll be back." She turned slightly, but didn't look at him. "I've got to go away and I won't see you." His voice was sad and weak as he tried to hold back his emotions the best he could.
"Leave then." She said coldly.
"Sara." He touched her shoulder and she turned. "I." He looked down at her hands. She was wringing them tightly. He slowly pulled her hands apart and held them in his. "I've known you for a long time."
"Why did you come here?" She asked trying to pull her hands from his, but he held them firmly.
"Please, just listen to me Sara." He paused and waited for her to say something, but he only got a nod. "I've known you for a long time and I don't want to loose our friendship." She looked into his eyes with confusion. "I treasure our friendship Sara and I wish I had the strength to make it more." Sara's eyes widened and he looked down. "I'm sorry for all the times I hurt you. I didn't intentional do it I swear." She pulled one hand from his to cover his holding her other hand. "It's been 6 years of following Ecklie. I tried to get him a few years ago, but he slipped away, became more cautious. I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't." He swallowed hard and breathed in through his nose nervously. "Sara, I've never felt this way about anyone before."
She looked down at their hands and watched as his thumbs gently brushed against her knuckles. "Felt what?" She asked finding his eyes again.
"I've. I. Since the first day we met. I have felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest." He watched her eyes as they weld up with more tears. "When I see you, my heat rate skips so many beats it's hard to breathe. I've wanted to tell you something for so long, but I'm scared."
She squeezed his hands and asked. "Scared, why?"
He smiled and looked down. His next words made Sara step back in shock, but also disbelief that she heard the words. "I.I've never been in love with anyone as much as I love you and it scares me that I love you too much to let you leave my life forever." He watched as she stared at him with her mouth hanging slightly open.
She suddenly couldn't help the shy smile and Grissom mirrored it. She leaned against the counter and sighed. "I'm still angry with you." She stated matter of factly and pointed a finger at him.
He nodded his head silently. "I understand that."
"Do you?" She asked looking at him. He closed his eyes briefly and rubbed his face. "Because I just discovered that the man I've loved since college was lying to me the whole time I knew him."
He shook his head in disagreement. "I never lied." He said quietly. "I never lied to you." He whispered. "I am still the person you've known for over 6 years and I am still the person who unintentionally hurt you because I was only trying to protect you." She looked at him with cold eyes. He turned away. "I wanted to tell you how I felt before I left and to let you know that you will never leave my heart for as long as I live." He opened the front door and walked out.
She watched him quietly for a few seconds, but suddenly her feet were following him until she started to run after him. "Grissom wait!" She shouted. He turned and she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him hard. Grissom's arms slipped around her waist and pulled her to him tightly. The kiss slowed to something soft and tender as they made the moment last forever. His hands pushed up her back to her shoulder blades and held her to his chest with such force he never wanted to let go. Her hands were in his hair, tangled in his curls and memorising the softness. They pulled apart and stared into each other's eyes. "Don't go." She pleaded and he pulled her to him. She laid her head on his shoulder. "Please don't go."
He closed his eyes against the tears that threatened to fall. "I have to." He whispered. "I'll call you. I will." His arms tightened around her. "I will always be here if you need me." He pulled out a folded piece of paper and pushed it into her pocket. He turned his head and kissed her cheek softly. "I have to go." She held his shirt in her hands, unwilling to let go. "I'll call you soon." He pulled away and climbed into his car. She stood and watched him drive away.
Sara didn't turn up for work for two nights and had her cell phone turned off. She wanted to be alone and collect her thoughts as she tried to piece her life back together. The main anchor in her life had just left her life and she didn't know when she would see him again. She cried and to help her get her mind off him, she turned her music up full blast to try and push him out of her head so she could think straight, but as much as she tried, she found him still there whenever she looked at something that would remind her of him. Being a CSI was the big memory and working with him everyday for 6 years. Meeting him at college and getting to know him, or as much as he told her about him. Back then, she didn't really know him, but figured there was a reason he didn't share and now she knew why.
She decided she needed to get out of the house after ignoring the knocks, phone calls, pages and e-mails. She needed to go somewhere and think.