Chapter 10
A week went by at an annoyingly slow rate. Sara was standing by the back door, listening to the birds singing and watching the bright colours wash over each other like a wet watercolour painting. She smiled at the display and opened her good eye. The colours were getting better and melding back into there borders. Breathing in deeply, she turned and headed for the kitchen. Making a pot of coffee, she sat out in the small garden and continued to listen to nature as it thrived all around her.
She hadn't been to the hospital all week. She figured that Grissom needed time to heal without distractions. She rang him the evening after she left and since then, it's been quiet.
Nick stopped by for the first three days, but after being followed by the young man into the bathroom, she kicked him out. Catherine and Warrick stopped by and helped around the place with things she still couldn't do. Things like bending or stretching, but other than that, everything was back to normal.
Sara was so engrossed in with her thoughts, that she didn't hear the knock on the door, or the door opening. She had her eyes closed and her coffee held in both hands. Her legs crossed on the long bench with her back against the arm. A cushion padded her back against the wooden arm.
The figure moved through the house and saw her sitting there. He smiled at how relaxed she looked. Moving into the garden quietly, he reached out and took her cup. Sara opened her eyes and looked up. She squinted and grinned. She moved her legs for him to sit down. Before she could place her feet on the ground, he lifted them and held them on his lap.
"I thought you were staying in hospital for another week." She said, covering his hand on her knee.
He tilted his head slightly and looked around the garden. "I hate hospitals."
Sara laughed and sat up. He turned his head and smiled at her. "Did you drive here?" She asked.
Grissom shook his head. "Catherine dropped me off."
She nodded and looked down at her hand on his. "How you feeling?"
"I'm fine. A little sore, but I'm fine."
Sitting forward, Sara touched his face. His arm was still in a sling, but he looked a lot better. Colour had returned to his face and his eyes seemed alive. She brushed his cheek with her thumb and smiled. "I was wondering something."
He turned into her hand. "What's that?"
She rubbed her eye slightly and moved to cross her legs. "About a question I want to ask you."
Grissom smiled shyly and turned to her. "Can I ask instead? Do things right this time?"
Sara watched him for a few seconds before nodding. "I don't think the question matters, but the answer."
He took a small breath and squeezed her hand. "Would you like to have dinner with me?"
Sara smirked. "Hmmm, let me think."
Grissom burst out laughing and Sara giggled. She leaned forward and kissed his lips lightly. He smiled against her mouth and kissed her back.
"I'll take that as a yes?" He murmured.
Sighing softly, she pulled back and shrugged. "Maybe."
Grissom grasped the back of her neck softly and pulled her back into a long deep loving kiss that gave them both the answer.
THE END
(Hope you liked. Didn't really know where to stop, but I figured this as good as any. Before bit, middle bit, another middle bit and end bit. Nothing like knowing what happens before and after. Tell me what you think and be nice, I'm very sensitive. lol.)
A week went by at an annoyingly slow rate. Sara was standing by the back door, listening to the birds singing and watching the bright colours wash over each other like a wet watercolour painting. She smiled at the display and opened her good eye. The colours were getting better and melding back into there borders. Breathing in deeply, she turned and headed for the kitchen. Making a pot of coffee, she sat out in the small garden and continued to listen to nature as it thrived all around her.
She hadn't been to the hospital all week. She figured that Grissom needed time to heal without distractions. She rang him the evening after she left and since then, it's been quiet.
Nick stopped by for the first three days, but after being followed by the young man into the bathroom, she kicked him out. Catherine and Warrick stopped by and helped around the place with things she still couldn't do. Things like bending or stretching, but other than that, everything was back to normal.
Sara was so engrossed in with her thoughts, that she didn't hear the knock on the door, or the door opening. She had her eyes closed and her coffee held in both hands. Her legs crossed on the long bench with her back against the arm. A cushion padded her back against the wooden arm.
The figure moved through the house and saw her sitting there. He smiled at how relaxed she looked. Moving into the garden quietly, he reached out and took her cup. Sara opened her eyes and looked up. She squinted and grinned. She moved her legs for him to sit down. Before she could place her feet on the ground, he lifted them and held them on his lap.
"I thought you were staying in hospital for another week." She said, covering his hand on her knee.
He tilted his head slightly and looked around the garden. "I hate hospitals."
Sara laughed and sat up. He turned his head and smiled at her. "Did you drive here?" She asked.
Grissom shook his head. "Catherine dropped me off."
She nodded and looked down at her hand on his. "How you feeling?"
"I'm fine. A little sore, but I'm fine."
Sitting forward, Sara touched his face. His arm was still in a sling, but he looked a lot better. Colour had returned to his face and his eyes seemed alive. She brushed his cheek with her thumb and smiled. "I was wondering something."
He turned into her hand. "What's that?"
She rubbed her eye slightly and moved to cross her legs. "About a question I want to ask you."
Grissom smiled shyly and turned to her. "Can I ask instead? Do things right this time?"
Sara watched him for a few seconds before nodding. "I don't think the question matters, but the answer."
He took a small breath and squeezed her hand. "Would you like to have dinner with me?"
Sara smirked. "Hmmm, let me think."
Grissom burst out laughing and Sara giggled. She leaned forward and kissed his lips lightly. He smiled against her mouth and kissed her back.
"I'll take that as a yes?" He murmured.
Sighing softly, she pulled back and shrugged. "Maybe."
Grissom grasped the back of her neck softly and pulled her back into a long deep loving kiss that gave them both the answer.
THE END
(Hope you liked. Didn't really know where to stop, but I figured this as good as any. Before bit, middle bit, another middle bit and end bit. Nothing like knowing what happens before and after. Tell me what you think and be nice, I'm very sensitive. lol.)