The Way It Is
By: Anti Darth Ani
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Chapter V - Changing
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I'm back with chapter five. I'm glad everyone liked my Sara/Grissom bashing. I enjoyed writing it, only because I hate Grissom. Well, read on. You're in for a ride, that I promise!
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Sara had pulled her Denali in the driveway behind Nick's Tahoe. She hated to admit it, but everything Grissom had mentioned about rules had gotten her thinking. She hated thinking about her relationships, because whenever she did, she managed to screw everything up and before she knew it, her relationship was over before she could even understand what she had done to piss her boyfriend off.
Now, she sat on Nick's couch, staring at the exact place where the deck of cards had been placed a few months before during their game of strip poker. Sara moaned softly when his hands hit that perfect spot. Nick glanced up at her face, running his fingers over it again. Sara slightly groaned, leaning her head back against the pillow on the armrest. She was spread out on the couch, his fingers driving her mild. Nick grinned and then reached for the bottom. He traced over it, barely touching it, with his index finger. Sara giggled involuntarily. "Please stop," she laughed when he did it again.
"Nick," she squealed when he repeated the maneuver again and again. Sara picked up the closest plush pillow and aimed it at him head, but before she had a chance to throw it at him, Nick leaned forward and grabbed it out of her hand. He simply threw it to the side, hoping it didn't land on any breakable furniture. Nick leaned down towards her face, "Yes?" he replied huskily.
Sara's heart began to pound in her chest. Even though thoughts of what Grissom had said clouded her mind, the way Nick's actions made her react always took over everything else. "You know that spot it ticklish," she pouted. "You did that for fun," she accused. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his body down flush against hers.
"I gave you a foot massage like you asked, Sara," Nick responded, reaching behind her head and pulling her hair tie out so that her hair spilled around her head. He tangled one hand in her hair and brought her mouth to his. At first he barely brushed his lips against hers, but then her lips pressed against his in a desperate kiss. Once Nick started something with her, even something small, Sara couldn't control the desire inside of her.
Nick quickly responded to her, just like always. Over the past two months, they had memorized every inch of each other. Nick knew all of the spots that drove Sara crazy, the sole of her foot, the little space between her back and her butt, behind her knees, and all the little sites that caused herself to lose herself. Sara also knew all of Nick's little places. After the first weeks, they didn't even worry about those spots anymore because the mere thought of them being together was enough. "On the couch?" Nick muttered against her lips. Sara grinned at the thought and nodded silently.
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Sara's eyes slid open lazily. It took her a second to remember that she was sleeping on the couch. Sara shifted until she reached a better position. Fitting two people side by side on a couch was a difficult task. Nick's back was pressed tightly against the back of the couch. He held Sara securely around the waist, preventing her from falling off of the couch. Only about two thirds of her body was actually on the couch, the rest was hanging off. It was a little uncomfortable, but Sara didn't mind.
She hadn't managed to sleep for more than an hour. After Nick had fallen asleep, she had stayed away for more than three hours, just thinking about what Grissom had lectured them on. She didn't want to let Nick know, but maybe there was a reason inner-office dating wasn't allowed. It was possible for them to compromise a scene. They almost had once or twice while working together. And Sara knew Grissom wouldn't let them work together if he knew they were still together. She loved what had transpired between them lately, but she didn't want to lose him as a friend. And she sure as hell didn't want to end up on day-shift. That was the last thing she needed.
Sara wanted nothing more than to just close her eyes and forget all her problems for a while. Why couldn't she just lay there with Nick and not have to worry about any of these problems? Why did these things always haunt her until she did something about them? Sara sighed to herself, knowing that she could never make the right decision when she was forced to. Like now, for instance, she was ready to throw away everything she had with Nick just to make sure she was allowed to keep her job. She felt horrible about it, but that wasn't going to stop her.
Although she wanted to get it over with, she couldn't bring herself to turn around and tell him. Maybe because there wasn't any room on the couch to turn around or maybe it was because she was too afraid to let him go. She had been alone for such a long time that having to say goodbye like this was going to kill her, especially since she had to see him every night at work anyway. Why did Grissom always happen to ruin everything good in her life?
"Nick?" Sara called out softly. When he didn't answer, Sara sighed. Her timing for these types of things was always off, no matter how hard she tried to do them right. Sara decided she could go ahead and eat a light meal and let him sleep a little more before she discussed things with him. Sara shifted to move out of Nick's grasped, but when she moved away, his grip slightly tightened. Sara tried to roll away harder and when she did, she felt herself rolling completely off of the couch. If that wasn't bad enough, she ended up pulling Nick off with her.
Sara landed on her stomach, Nick falling off on top of her, which just happened to wake him up. Sara groaned at the sudden fall and landing. "Will you please get off me?" she spat when he just froze. It took Nick a second, but he managed to pull himself together and stand up. He helped Sara to her feet. Not exactly what she had planned on, but things never came up like she hoped. She might as well just talk to him about it now and get things over with.
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I know you most likely hate me by now because of what I'm doing, but I promise I won't let you down. Just keep reading and find out what's going to happen next.
By: Anti Darth Ani
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Chapter V - Changing
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I'm back with chapter five. I'm glad everyone liked my Sara/Grissom bashing. I enjoyed writing it, only because I hate Grissom. Well, read on. You're in for a ride, that I promise!
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Sara had pulled her Denali in the driveway behind Nick's Tahoe. She hated to admit it, but everything Grissom had mentioned about rules had gotten her thinking. She hated thinking about her relationships, because whenever she did, she managed to screw everything up and before she knew it, her relationship was over before she could even understand what she had done to piss her boyfriend off.
Now, she sat on Nick's couch, staring at the exact place where the deck of cards had been placed a few months before during their game of strip poker. Sara moaned softly when his hands hit that perfect spot. Nick glanced up at her face, running his fingers over it again. Sara slightly groaned, leaning her head back against the pillow on the armrest. She was spread out on the couch, his fingers driving her mild. Nick grinned and then reached for the bottom. He traced over it, barely touching it, with his index finger. Sara giggled involuntarily. "Please stop," she laughed when he did it again.
"Nick," she squealed when he repeated the maneuver again and again. Sara picked up the closest plush pillow and aimed it at him head, but before she had a chance to throw it at him, Nick leaned forward and grabbed it out of her hand. He simply threw it to the side, hoping it didn't land on any breakable furniture. Nick leaned down towards her face, "Yes?" he replied huskily.
Sara's heart began to pound in her chest. Even though thoughts of what Grissom had said clouded her mind, the way Nick's actions made her react always took over everything else. "You know that spot it ticklish," she pouted. "You did that for fun," she accused. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his body down flush against hers.
"I gave you a foot massage like you asked, Sara," Nick responded, reaching behind her head and pulling her hair tie out so that her hair spilled around her head. He tangled one hand in her hair and brought her mouth to his. At first he barely brushed his lips against hers, but then her lips pressed against his in a desperate kiss. Once Nick started something with her, even something small, Sara couldn't control the desire inside of her.
Nick quickly responded to her, just like always. Over the past two months, they had memorized every inch of each other. Nick knew all of the spots that drove Sara crazy, the sole of her foot, the little space between her back and her butt, behind her knees, and all the little sites that caused herself to lose herself. Sara also knew all of Nick's little places. After the first weeks, they didn't even worry about those spots anymore because the mere thought of them being together was enough. "On the couch?" Nick muttered against her lips. Sara grinned at the thought and nodded silently.
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Sara's eyes slid open lazily. It took her a second to remember that she was sleeping on the couch. Sara shifted until she reached a better position. Fitting two people side by side on a couch was a difficult task. Nick's back was pressed tightly against the back of the couch. He held Sara securely around the waist, preventing her from falling off of the couch. Only about two thirds of her body was actually on the couch, the rest was hanging off. It was a little uncomfortable, but Sara didn't mind.
She hadn't managed to sleep for more than an hour. After Nick had fallen asleep, she had stayed away for more than three hours, just thinking about what Grissom had lectured them on. She didn't want to let Nick know, but maybe there was a reason inner-office dating wasn't allowed. It was possible for them to compromise a scene. They almost had once or twice while working together. And Sara knew Grissom wouldn't let them work together if he knew they were still together. She loved what had transpired between them lately, but she didn't want to lose him as a friend. And she sure as hell didn't want to end up on day-shift. That was the last thing she needed.
Sara wanted nothing more than to just close her eyes and forget all her problems for a while. Why couldn't she just lay there with Nick and not have to worry about any of these problems? Why did these things always haunt her until she did something about them? Sara sighed to herself, knowing that she could never make the right decision when she was forced to. Like now, for instance, she was ready to throw away everything she had with Nick just to make sure she was allowed to keep her job. She felt horrible about it, but that wasn't going to stop her.
Although she wanted to get it over with, she couldn't bring herself to turn around and tell him. Maybe because there wasn't any room on the couch to turn around or maybe it was because she was too afraid to let him go. She had been alone for such a long time that having to say goodbye like this was going to kill her, especially since she had to see him every night at work anyway. Why did Grissom always happen to ruin everything good in her life?
"Nick?" Sara called out softly. When he didn't answer, Sara sighed. Her timing for these types of things was always off, no matter how hard she tried to do them right. Sara decided she could go ahead and eat a light meal and let him sleep a little more before she discussed things with him. Sara shifted to move out of Nick's grasped, but when she moved away, his grip slightly tightened. Sara tried to roll away harder and when she did, she felt herself rolling completely off of the couch. If that wasn't bad enough, she ended up pulling Nick off with her.
Sara landed on her stomach, Nick falling off on top of her, which just happened to wake him up. Sara groaned at the sudden fall and landing. "Will you please get off me?" she spat when he just froze. It took Nick a second, but he managed to pull himself together and stand up. He helped Sara to her feet. Not exactly what she had planned on, but things never came up like she hoped. She might as well just talk to him about it now and get things over with.
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I know you most likely hate me by now because of what I'm doing, but I promise I won't let you down. Just keep reading and find out what's going to happen next.