A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Here is the third and final part.

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Part Three:

Taking a deep breath, Sara began. "Well I guess one of the most recurrent fantasies I have, stems from an incident at the lab."

"Yes," urged Doc.

"We were working on a theory for one of our cases and began to re-enact a possible scenario," Sara explained.

"By we, I presume you mean yourself and your supervisor," clarified Doc.

Sara rolled her eyes and let out an indignant snort. "Of course that's what I mean. I certainly wouldn't be fantasising about anyone else at work," she said, grimacing at the thought.

"Just making sure I'm on the same page," replied Doc. "Please continue."

"Okay," said Sara closing her eyes again and drifting off to her 'happy place'. "We were alone in the layout room and I was standing with my back against the sheet on the wall, explaining my theory to him."

Doc nodded quietly to himself as he listened, not wanting to interrupt Sara's thoughts.

Sara continued. "In order for me to show him what I was talking about, I asked him to pin my arms above my head," she paused, reliving the moment when he had walked in and held her in that position. He had been so very close, inside her personal space but she hadn't minded at all. She hungered for that closeness.

As Sara became lost in memories, Doc noticed a change in the rhythm of her breathing and her cheeks became slightly flushed.

Sara's voice interrupted Doc's observations. "We were only a few inches apart and I could feel his breath upon my face…feel the warmth emanating from his body," she shivered involuntarily as her mind placed her back in that moment. "His fingertips grazed my arm as he lowered his hands to my waist, causing me to hold my breath momentarily as my body reacted to his brief but electric touch." Sara paused again as she tried to control her racing heartbeat.

"Please…carry on," pressed Doc, his voice little more than a whisper as he tried not to break the spell.

"I watched as he placed his hands either side of my waist, unable to move as I savoured the intimacy of our position," confided Sara. "As I turned my head back to face him, I was surprised by the look in his eyes."

"Why were you surprised Sara?" asked a voice close to her ear.

Opening her eyes, she saw that Doc had moved from his chair and was now kneeling beside the couch, his face hovering dangerously close above her. "I was surprised because his eyes seemed to mirror the intense feelings that I was experiencing."

"Then why did you pull away from him?" Doc asked quietly.

"Because when I saw the way that he was looking at me, I knew I had to move away before I did something I might regret," confessed Sara.

"Well you are supposed to be telling me your fantasy," said Doc, his voice an octave lower. "So why don't you tell me what you wanted to do?" he asked.

"I think it would be easier if I showed you," replied Sara. Without waiting for a reply, she snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him towards her. Still aroused from the memories and feelings that she had just recounted, she wasted no time with tenderness and hungrily kissed his mouth.

Doc responded to her attack with equal fervour, his tongue dancing around hers as they explored each other's mouth. Feeling his own arousal intensify, he pulled back to gaze down at her. "So Miss Sidle, how do you feel about role-playing now?" he asked, eyes twinkling mischievously.

Sara smiled back at him. "Well Doctor Grissom, I think I'd like to play again," she said. "Only this time I get to pick the setting."

Grissom chuckled as he tenderly moved a strand of hair from her cheek. "Well that sounds fair," he replied. "But I don't think we're quite finished with this game."

"I think you're right," responded Sara, tracing his lips with her fingertip. "But I think we should continue the consultation in more comfortable surroundings," she grinned.

Grissom stood and took Sara's hands, helping her to her feet. He wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled her in close for another passionate kiss. "I think that's a great idea," he whispered against her lips. Taking her hand, he led her out of the living room and towards their bedroom.

THE END.

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