What I Meant to Say - Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. not at all. Although I wish I owned Grissom ;)
Spoilers: Season 3
Author's note: Thanks again for all the feedback. It's greatly appreciated. Please R&R. Tell me what's good and what stinks (nicely of course). Constructive criticism is a writer's best friend.
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Grissom sighed.
"To be honest, I don't know what to do about us."
Sara smiled at 'us'.
"So, you're saying there is an 'us'?"
"I'm acknowledging the possibility, yes."
"Is that an admission of want?"
Grissom paused. He hadn't thought about what he would say when it was time for him to admit his feelings.
"Well... you dragged it out of me. Now it's your turn. Do you want to be involved with me romantically?"
Grissom looked at her.
"Yes."
Sara couldn't fight the smile that came upon her and it made Grissom chuckle.
"But want doesn't justify the act, Sara. There are so many complications involved."
"I know. You're my supervisor, but there has to be a way for us to work together and still BE together."
"You mean other than hiding it?"
"Yeah. What if all my paperwork, reviews and all, go through Catherine first? That way no one can claim favoritism."
Grissom grinned at her quick solution.
"Think about this a lot, do you?"
"More than I should, probably."
They both laughed. Grissom laughed mostly because he was relieved. Talking about their relationship was a lot easier than he thought it would be. He still had doubts about actually pursuing a romantic relationship with Sara, but at least they would get through those decisions together now.
"That solution would take a lot of shifting of responsibility, and everyone may not agree to it."
Sara nodded, and Grissom felt the need to bring up the other issue.
"You know, it's not just work."
"What else?"
"Our ages."
"What about them?"
"There's a big gap between them, that's what."
"Does it seem like I care about that?"
"I just -"
"Wait! Before you even start, let me tell you, without swelling your ego TOO much, I find you attractive. Every line on your face and every gray hair on your head. You're hot, Grissom!"
His eyebrow went up, "Hot?"
But that's not what made me fall for you. You have a wonderful personality when you're not being totally anti-social."
Grissom sighed. One day he would tell her about his hearing loss. It had made him an introvert. The surgery had been a success and now his hearing was as good as ever, and he promised himself that he would go back to the old Grissom. The man he was before his hearing started to go.
"Sara, we're not going to come to any conclusions on this tonight. Why don't we just sit on what we've talked about? Let everything sink in. Besides, you should really read over the information the Sheriff faxed over before we get there.
She nodded, "Okay."
She opened the folder, then paused and looked at Grissom.
"You know... this really was a dirty trick."
"I know... I'm sorry."
"You should have done it a long time ago."
They both grinned, then settled in for the rest of the trip.
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As Grissom pulled up to the Sheriff's station, his doubts began to rise again. He had been watching Sara out of the corner of his eye, and she had yet to read past the first page of paperwork. She just stared at the page, grinning. It was already interfering with work.
But he knew he couldn't just write the whole thing off as a mistake. He was in too deep now. He just had to make sure she knew the boundaries of their work relationship and any other relationship they might form.
He pulled up to the station and shut off the engine.
"We're here."
A little startled, Sara lifted her head. As she reached for the door handle, Grissom spoke.
"Sara, one more thing."
She turned to face him.
"If we're going to have any chance at a relationship you need to prove to me that you can separate your personal life from your professional life."
"I understand."
"You need to be able to put aside whatever may happen between us and go in and to your job to the best of your ability."
"I gotcha."
Sara watched as Grissom leaned over, placed both hands on her face and kissed her softly, but passionately, and then pulled away.
"Let's go."
With that, he got out of the Tahoe, leaving a wide-eyed Sara. But the shock wore off as she quickly realized the intent of his kiss.
"Damn it!"
He called out to her, "You coming?"
She got out and slammed the door in frustration.
"You're testing me."
He simply grinned.
"I hate tests."
"You love tests."
He was right. A test was a challenge, and Sara loved a challenge.
"Okay, fine. You want professional? I'll give you professional."
He held the door to the station open for her.
"After you, Ms. Sidle."
"Thank you, Mr. Grissom."
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. not at all. Although I wish I owned Grissom ;)
Spoilers: Season 3
Author's note: Thanks again for all the feedback. It's greatly appreciated. Please R&R. Tell me what's good and what stinks (nicely of course). Constructive criticism is a writer's best friend.
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Grissom sighed.
"To be honest, I don't know what to do about us."
Sara smiled at 'us'.
"So, you're saying there is an 'us'?"
"I'm acknowledging the possibility, yes."
"Is that an admission of want?"
Grissom paused. He hadn't thought about what he would say when it was time for him to admit his feelings.
"Well... you dragged it out of me. Now it's your turn. Do you want to be involved with me romantically?"
Grissom looked at her.
"Yes."
Sara couldn't fight the smile that came upon her and it made Grissom chuckle.
"But want doesn't justify the act, Sara. There are so many complications involved."
"I know. You're my supervisor, but there has to be a way for us to work together and still BE together."
"You mean other than hiding it?"
"Yeah. What if all my paperwork, reviews and all, go through Catherine first? That way no one can claim favoritism."
Grissom grinned at her quick solution.
"Think about this a lot, do you?"
"More than I should, probably."
They both laughed. Grissom laughed mostly because he was relieved. Talking about their relationship was a lot easier than he thought it would be. He still had doubts about actually pursuing a romantic relationship with Sara, but at least they would get through those decisions together now.
"That solution would take a lot of shifting of responsibility, and everyone may not agree to it."
Sara nodded, and Grissom felt the need to bring up the other issue.
"You know, it's not just work."
"What else?"
"Our ages."
"What about them?"
"There's a big gap between them, that's what."
"Does it seem like I care about that?"
"I just -"
"Wait! Before you even start, let me tell you, without swelling your ego TOO much, I find you attractive. Every line on your face and every gray hair on your head. You're hot, Grissom!"
His eyebrow went up, "Hot?"
But that's not what made me fall for you. You have a wonderful personality when you're not being totally anti-social."
Grissom sighed. One day he would tell her about his hearing loss. It had made him an introvert. The surgery had been a success and now his hearing was as good as ever, and he promised himself that he would go back to the old Grissom. The man he was before his hearing started to go.
"Sara, we're not going to come to any conclusions on this tonight. Why don't we just sit on what we've talked about? Let everything sink in. Besides, you should really read over the information the Sheriff faxed over before we get there.
She nodded, "Okay."
She opened the folder, then paused and looked at Grissom.
"You know... this really was a dirty trick."
"I know... I'm sorry."
"You should have done it a long time ago."
They both grinned, then settled in for the rest of the trip.
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As Grissom pulled up to the Sheriff's station, his doubts began to rise again. He had been watching Sara out of the corner of his eye, and she had yet to read past the first page of paperwork. She just stared at the page, grinning. It was already interfering with work.
But he knew he couldn't just write the whole thing off as a mistake. He was in too deep now. He just had to make sure she knew the boundaries of their work relationship and any other relationship they might form.
He pulled up to the station and shut off the engine.
"We're here."
A little startled, Sara lifted her head. As she reached for the door handle, Grissom spoke.
"Sara, one more thing."
She turned to face him.
"If we're going to have any chance at a relationship you need to prove to me that you can separate your personal life from your professional life."
"I understand."
"You need to be able to put aside whatever may happen between us and go in and to your job to the best of your ability."
"I gotcha."
Sara watched as Grissom leaned over, placed both hands on her face and kissed her softly, but passionately, and then pulled away.
"Let's go."
With that, he got out of the Tahoe, leaving a wide-eyed Sara. But the shock wore off as she quickly realized the intent of his kiss.
"Damn it!"
He called out to her, "You coming?"
She got out and slammed the door in frustration.
"You're testing me."
He simply grinned.
"I hate tests."
"You love tests."
He was right. A test was a challenge, and Sara loved a challenge.
"Okay, fine. You want professional? I'll give you professional."
He held the door to the station open for her.
"After you, Ms. Sidle."
"Thank you, Mr. Grissom."