Chapter 11

Sara's Uncle's Barn

"Only bad people Sara and I'm not like the TV uncover agents. I don't kill those in my way." He explained pushing her hair from her cheek.

Sara smiled. "Was it true that you slept with the ID tech?"

Grissom's eyes narrowed in amusement. "I thought we were asking relevant questions?"

"They are. Ok, did you ever sneak around the ladies showers?" Sara giggled as he carefully tickled her ribs. "Hey, alright." She laughed and grasped his hands tightly. "I suppose the questions will come later." She shrugged. "I don't want to know now. I fell in love with Grissom the CSI, not the agent." His eyes flashed with sadness. Sara pulled on his hands so he lay beside her. Her eyes held his as he looked at her. She ran her hand down his cheek and slipped around his neck to play with his curly hair at the nape of his neck. "Doesn't mean I can't fall in love with the same man all over again."

"Every time I see you." He smiled and kissed her lips softly. "I fall in love all over again." Sara gazed lovingly into his eyes and kissed him deeply.

Grissom gently pushed Sara onto her back and pushed a hand under her shirt. She moaned softly into his mouth and he groaned as she wrapped one leg around his. His body now lay over hers, sharing his body heat with her. Sara's hands were tangled in his curls as he broke the kiss and started on her neck with feather light caresses. His tongue tasted her skin and her hands slid down his back and held him to her. She was fully aware of his bandage and slowly rubbed the top and smiled into his neck as he groaned. Grissom continued his tour down her shoulder to her collarbone and beneath her chin. His head swirled with all kinds of sensations. Her mouth was teasing his ear as her hands kneaded his lower back. Grissom's hands ran down her sides and she painfully arched her back and grimaced. Grissom heard the slight whimper and moved up so he was hovering over her.

"Sorry." His concern laced with passion was mesmerising.

"Lay on your back." She whispered.

Grissom watched her intently as she crawled on top of him as he lay in the straw. Sara straddled his waist and lay against his chest as she kissed his chin, slowly moving up to his ear. His hands snaked around her small frame and held her to him gently. His eyes closing as she grounded softly into him. Her hips moved slowly to accommodate her injury. Grissom sighed and ran his hands up to her face. "Sara." He whispered. "Sara, honey."

Sara moaned and gently spread her body against the length of his. Her head resting on his shoulder. "I can't Griss."

"I know. I don't think I can either." He chuckled and kissed her neck lightly. "We have the rest of our lives Sara. There's no rush."

She nodded and moved off him. Grissom turned onto his side to look down at her tired form. "I think I'm gonna fall asleep again." She yawned and snuggled against his body.

"It's ok, you sleep." He whispered leaning down to kiss her lips lightly. He smiled as a small tired smile formed on her face. Grissom watched her sleep as the morning slipped into early afternoon and early evening. His ears were on alert the whole time. He could hear Jeff walking around the water tanker, keeping watch. The sound of Jeff's gun click as he switched the safety on an off. A nervous habit he picked up years ago.

The darkness covered the barn and no lights were seen, so when a faint glow from only a few hundred yards away was seen, made Jeff curious and worried at the same time. Pulling out his night vision scope, Jeff looked out towards the farming fields. He saw a figure walking down an embankment towards the barn and farm house. Getting a closer look, he could see a long sack slung of the shoulder.

Sara's Uncle Barn Continued

The noise was unmistakable. A gun shot.

Grissom shot up and winced in pain. He held his back as he stood. Groping for his gun, he quietly walked to the bail doors. Looking out into the darkness, he could see a faint light.

Sara sat up and yawned. "Griss?" She whispered.

He turned and walked back to her. "Hey." He helped her up and took her hand in his. "Sara, I need you to stay close to me ok?"

She nodded. "Ok. What's going on?"

Grissom cupped her cheek and kissed her lips softly. "Just stay close to me."

They climbed down the ladder and stopped by the car. Grissom noticed the food in the back. He opened the door and turned to Sara. "Get in." He whispered. She did as she was told and climbed in. Grissom walked around the other side and got in the driver's seat.

"What about Jeff?"

Grissom reached over and squeezed her hand. "We need to leave Sara. Jeff can take care of himself."

She sighed and looked out the window. Grissom started the car and drove towards the road. Just as they got to the gate, a gun shot was heard and the back window smashed. Sara scream and Grissom quickly pulled her head down. He kept driving as several more shots missed the car.

"Grissom." Sara cried, holding onto him tightly.

He brushed her hair back and hugged her. "It's ok honey, they've gone." He soothed.

"I want to go home Griss."

"I know." He whispered, turning on the headlights and sped off down the highway.

Small Motel Outside California

Sara woke on a soft mattress, covered with a light blanket. She must have fallen asleep in the car and Grissom must have carried her here.

Turing onto her side, she opened her eyes and saw a tall figure, standing by the window. He was looking out of it intently. His shoulders were tense and his back was straight. She could tell he had gotten no sleep.

She moved to sit up, but moaned in pain. This got Grissom's attention as he was there in a heart beat. "Hey." He helped her up and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hey." She smiled and leaned her head back against the headboard. "You ok?"

Grissom nodded and pulled out a first aid kit from his bag on the floor. "Let's change your bandages." He said softly. Sara lifted her shirt and let him remove the old dressings. Wincing when the sticky plaster pulled on the skin, she closed her eyes. "Sorry." She heard him whisper.

She smiled and watched as he replaced the dressings. He brushed his hand over the new bandage. Sara looked up at saw his eyes following his fingers as they traced the outline of the clean bandage. "Gil." He sighed and looked up. She covered his hand sat up slightly. "What's wrong?"

He shook his head slowly. "I shouldn't have gotten you involved." His voice was low and defeated, his shoulders were slumped and his eyes was tired.

Sara watched him for a few seconds before reaching up and running her fingers through his hair. "It's not your fault."

He pulled her hand from his hair and stood. "If I didn't tell you who I was, then none of this would be happening."

"That's something we'll never know." She said, trying to calm him down as he started pacing.

"I. If I left when I said I was, if I didn't say anything to anyone, if I didn't take this damn assignment. then none of this would have happened." He was gesturing wildly with his hand.

Sara moved to the edge of the bed and stood. She moved to intercept his pacing. He stopped and stared at her with angry eyes. She waited and watched as his blues went from dark to dull and then his eyes closed. She slowly reached out to him and cupped his cheek.

"If none oft his happened, then I would never have known how you feel about me and you wouldn't have known either." She whispered.

Grissom locked with her eyes. "But this shouldn't have happened." He said hoarsely.

She nodded and stepped closer. "It did and like you said, it can be over at anytime. We just have to wait."

His head dropped. "I don't know anymore."

"Yes you do." She stressed. "Last night, we could have been killed, but you made sure we got out alive." She closed her eyes at the thought of Jeff and not knowing where he was.

Grissom pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. "I love you Sara."

She smiled. "I love you too Gil."