Obsession
Author: Moggie
Pairing: G/S
Category: Angst, Romance
Rating: R
Summary: It's an obsession and no matter how much you try to stop it, it makes it twice as worse to stay away.
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I do not under any circumstances own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation.
Chapter One
He tried the door, but it was locked. She never locked it.
They agreed to stop.
It wasn't worth loosing their jobs over.
It had been so long.
It wasn't suppose to happen, not after the first time.
There was a second.
Then a third.
Before it suddenly spun out of control.
It was like an addiction.
They had released an OBSESSION.
The hunger was intense and each night grew painful at the sight, because it was strictly look do not touch.
Looks were shared, but oblivious to the others around them.
No one knew.
It was a secret.
But it had to stop.
Any more and it would become unstoppable.
He tried the door again and inwardly groaned.
It wasn't like smoking, a drug, alcohol or any other kind of addiction.
It was a pure kind.
Only shared between two people, who meant more to each other than words.
Nothing was going to stop them, but themselves.
And she had put the nail in the door.
He stood and stared at her window. The light was on in her bedroom. He knew that room like his own.
The lamp on the nightstand.
The large queen size bed that they had explored and shared together.
The soft light blue carpet covering the floor.
The book shelves on one wall.
The chest of drawers in one corner and the wardrobe beside it.
He watched in anticipation that she could feel him standing here. Waiting for her to let him in. He didn't dare knock. Break the vowel they had made.
Stay away.
No more.
Stop.
Walking back to his car. He sat and waited, but nothing. Seeing the light go out, he turned the key and roared up the engine. Before pulling away, he punched the dash hard and cringed as his hand crunched. Flexing his fingers slowly, he held the pain and stored it with the rest of the pain he had held since making the vow to the one person he hungered for since he met her.
** ** ** **
She watched him pull away. She'd heard the noise of footsteps and felt his presence, but knew she couldn't break the pact they made. She had turned her light out so he couldn't see her watching him.
It was for the best.
They both knew that.
They had to stay away.
To keep their distance.
The lab couldn't afford to loose one, let alone two CSI's.
No, the promise had to be kept.
It happened by accident the first time.
The second was out of aggression.
The third was pure passion.
The fourth was need.
The fifth was want and the rest was getting to the stage of out of control.
Hunger was creeping in on them.
It was beginning to scare them both.
But they wouldn't admit it to themselves.
The need was too much, but the hunger that was growing was becoming unbearable.
She sighed as he walked away and got into his car. She felt the tears fall, but didn't attempt to wipe them away. She needed him as much as he did her, but the risks were too high. She watched him look to her window, but turned away to start his car. She touched the window lightly at the sight of him attacking the dashboard and whimpered at his obvious pain, but didn't go to him. His car drove away, taking his hurting soul with him and leaving behind his just as pained soul mate.
Author: Moggie
Pairing: G/S
Category: Angst, Romance
Rating: R
Summary: It's an obsession and no matter how much you try to stop it, it makes it twice as worse to stay away.
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I do not under any circumstances own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation.
Chapter One
He tried the door, but it was locked. She never locked it.
They agreed to stop.
It wasn't worth loosing their jobs over.
It had been so long.
It wasn't suppose to happen, not after the first time.
There was a second.
Then a third.
Before it suddenly spun out of control.
It was like an addiction.
They had released an OBSESSION.
The hunger was intense and each night grew painful at the sight, because it was strictly look do not touch.
Looks were shared, but oblivious to the others around them.
No one knew.
It was a secret.
But it had to stop.
Any more and it would become unstoppable.
He tried the door again and inwardly groaned.
It wasn't like smoking, a drug, alcohol or any other kind of addiction.
It was a pure kind.
Only shared between two people, who meant more to each other than words.
Nothing was going to stop them, but themselves.
And she had put the nail in the door.
He stood and stared at her window. The light was on in her bedroom. He knew that room like his own.
The lamp on the nightstand.
The large queen size bed that they had explored and shared together.
The soft light blue carpet covering the floor.
The book shelves on one wall.
The chest of drawers in one corner and the wardrobe beside it.
He watched in anticipation that she could feel him standing here. Waiting for her to let him in. He didn't dare knock. Break the vowel they had made.
Stay away.
No more.
Stop.
Walking back to his car. He sat and waited, but nothing. Seeing the light go out, he turned the key and roared up the engine. Before pulling away, he punched the dash hard and cringed as his hand crunched. Flexing his fingers slowly, he held the pain and stored it with the rest of the pain he had held since making the vow to the one person he hungered for since he met her.
** ** ** **
She watched him pull away. She'd heard the noise of footsteps and felt his presence, but knew she couldn't break the pact they made. She had turned her light out so he couldn't see her watching him.
It was for the best.
They both knew that.
They had to stay away.
To keep their distance.
The lab couldn't afford to loose one, let alone two CSI's.
No, the promise had to be kept.
It happened by accident the first time.
The second was out of aggression.
The third was pure passion.
The fourth was need.
The fifth was want and the rest was getting to the stage of out of control.
Hunger was creeping in on them.
It was beginning to scare them both.
But they wouldn't admit it to themselves.
The need was too much, but the hunger that was growing was becoming unbearable.
She sighed as he walked away and got into his car. She felt the tears fall, but didn't attempt to wipe them away. She needed him as much as he did her, but the risks were too high. She watched him look to her window, but turned away to start his car. She touched the window lightly at the sight of him attacking the dashboard and whimpered at his obvious pain, but didn't go to him. His car drove away, taking his hurting soul with him and leaving behind his just as pained soul mate.