Thank you all of you for giving me some great reviews it has really helped me progress the story this far. Now I know one or two of you had some complaints about Sara being violent when in fact she's not. I am sorry if I have anyone out of character, it's not my intentions and I hope that this apology might let it rest a bit. I will try to correct that mistake I made. Now it seems lovey dovey just now but I promise you it's coming to the serious parts. Like I said before thank you to all of you that took the time to read my first piece of CSI writing and review it. It is greatly appreciated!! Thank you. Xxx
Chapter Five. Love Is In The Air.
As they, both sat in their booth eating away at their breakfast they would steal small glances at each other every few minutes. They really were in love. Grissom had had enough of his omelette; he was playing around with it when Sara's hand stopped his. He looked up and seen a gleam in here eye. He smiled and put his fork down, all the while caressing her hand with his index finger and his thumb.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food Griss?"
"She did, although I did not take heed of the warning."
Sara laughed as she finished eating her omelette. This was definitely one of those times you had to store away in your mind to remember on a cold rainy day. Sara couldn't remember a time when she felt as happy as she did right now being in the company of one of the most loveable men on the earth. She had dreamt of this numeral times wishing that one day it might come true, and fortunately it had. If she had to give, one word to explain how she felt today it would be ecstatic.
Grissom gave her a questionable look. He didn't want to ask what she was thinking, but he was curious. He felt the same way; he knew if they had to go back to being friends it would never work. Only a few hours ago had they shared their feelings with each other yet...it felt like a lifetime they had been together.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
Sara's voice broke through his reverie. He looked at her with a blank stare before clearing his throat to speak.
"Why didn't we do this sooner?"
"What? Have breakfast with each other?" Sara looked at him confused.
"No...I mean, sharing our feelings. Why didn't we do it sooner instead of later? Imagine how much time we've missed together. I know that we're taking things slowly but I want to know every single detail there is to know about Sara Sidle. From the way, you comb your hair in the mornings to how many times you scraped your knee when you were a kid. It's those things I'm intrigued in."
Sara looked at him dumfounded and began to giggle. She couldn't believe what he had just asked. It was amazing and so...special.
"Well Dr Grissom, I comb my hair like any other person would comb their hair, and as a child I scraped my knees all the time. I can't give you an estimated amount of times though. Does that fulfil your curious mind?"
Grissom nodded, he leaned into Sara and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
"Seeing as we've finished our breakfast how about we go back to the lab and see what Doc Robbins found on our victim?"
"Sounds great to me Dr Grissom."
He had left her delicate body for the entire world to see. She was naked, her body covered in minor scratches, blood through her brown hair. Her eyes were wide in shock; her mouth gaped open in some hope to swallow a few flies. That is how he left her. Terrorized by him.
She had sobbed right up until the last moment. Her eyes bright red from the ongoing stream of tears. This time he was sloppy, he had left bite marks, and skin indentations, next time he would have to teach himself how not to lose control. He hadn't wanted to kill this one; no, he didn't think kill was the right word for what he was doing. He was changing these girls.
How long would it be before Grissom's team found her body? He could only sit and wait for the outcome.
Grissom and Sara walked into the morgue. Doc Robbins was delicately checking the victims body for abrasions or minor scratches.
"Hello Doc, have you found anything yet?"
"Ah...well she hasn't been sexually assaulted, there are no scratches, marks or any evidence to suggest that the person who killed her had beaten her up."
"Nothing at all? That seems a bit strange."
"Yes but what I did find was that this young woman was carrying a child. She must have known she was 3 months pregnant."
Sara butted into their conversation.
"So she's pregnant, she gets snatched from the killer kept for a few days then killed."
"It would appear so. I checked her scalp and it looks as though her killer dragged her by the hair, other than that there's nothing else I have found yet."
"So it's murder then, suicide's been ruled out."
Doc Robbins nodded as the pair made their way to Grissom's office. Sara closed the door behind her and sat down, a small smile on her face.
"Your so sexy when you look confused."
Grissom blushed upon hearing her confession. He sat down in his chair in a relaxed position and closed his eyes.
"You don't look too bad yourself."
Sara got up silently and made her way round Grissom's desk. She sat in his lap and wriggled about a bit. He looked up suddenly surprised at the contact.
"Ms Sidle...I'm sure we agreed to take things slowly, and definitely not show signs of affection in our working environment."
He cocked up a suggestive eyebrow, which made Sara laugh a little.
"I know...but now I know that I can touch you whenever I like, it just gets a bit hard remembering where we actually are."
She leaned in gently and kissed his already parted lips. He moaned at the contact and kissed her back. Before they knew where they were, they were kissing passionately and groping each other. They were getting carried away with the moment and they couldn't help laughing at each other. They were like a pair of teenagers. Grissom left her lips and started to trail soft kisses along her neck and down to her collarbone. Sara moaned.
Suddenly they both heard footsteps making there way towards his office. They quickly pulled apart. Sara's face was red and flushed and her lips were slightly swollen. Grissom's curls were tussled and his eyes had glazed over. They both patted themselves down and tried to act as if they were discussing their case.
Catherine walked in took two looks at each of them and smiled. They both looked as if they had taken a roll in the hay. Grissom cleared his throat.
"Sara can you find Greg and see if he found anything else on our vic's clothing?"
"Yeh, sure. See you later Catherine."
See you later Sara."
As Sara closed his office door Catherine sat down and laughed. She opened her eyes to find Grissom sitting with a confused look upon his face and an eyebrow raised. That set her off again. Finally, her laughter died down and she wiped the tears she had let fall with her laughter.
"Come on Gil...anyone could see that I had interrupted something between you two."
"We were discussing our case that's all."
"Oh right, so discussing the case makes you both look like you were rolling about huh? And what's with Sara's swollen lips? They were red raw."
"I don't know what you mean."
Catherine looked at him and gave him a small smile.
"I'm happy for you guys, we all thought you guys would never get together. Good luck."
Catherine got up and left closing Gil's door silently leaving him blushing with a confused look plastered across his face. He just hoped that Catherine didn't run into Sara anytime soon.
Chapter Five. Love Is In The Air.
As they, both sat in their booth eating away at their breakfast they would steal small glances at each other every few minutes. They really were in love. Grissom had had enough of his omelette; he was playing around with it when Sara's hand stopped his. He looked up and seen a gleam in here eye. He smiled and put his fork down, all the while caressing her hand with his index finger and his thumb.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food Griss?"
"She did, although I did not take heed of the warning."
Sara laughed as she finished eating her omelette. This was definitely one of those times you had to store away in your mind to remember on a cold rainy day. Sara couldn't remember a time when she felt as happy as she did right now being in the company of one of the most loveable men on the earth. She had dreamt of this numeral times wishing that one day it might come true, and fortunately it had. If she had to give, one word to explain how she felt today it would be ecstatic.
Grissom gave her a questionable look. He didn't want to ask what she was thinking, but he was curious. He felt the same way; he knew if they had to go back to being friends it would never work. Only a few hours ago had they shared their feelings with each other yet...it felt like a lifetime they had been together.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
Sara's voice broke through his reverie. He looked at her with a blank stare before clearing his throat to speak.
"Why didn't we do this sooner?"
"What? Have breakfast with each other?" Sara looked at him confused.
"No...I mean, sharing our feelings. Why didn't we do it sooner instead of later? Imagine how much time we've missed together. I know that we're taking things slowly but I want to know every single detail there is to know about Sara Sidle. From the way, you comb your hair in the mornings to how many times you scraped your knee when you were a kid. It's those things I'm intrigued in."
Sara looked at him dumfounded and began to giggle. She couldn't believe what he had just asked. It was amazing and so...special.
"Well Dr Grissom, I comb my hair like any other person would comb their hair, and as a child I scraped my knees all the time. I can't give you an estimated amount of times though. Does that fulfil your curious mind?"
Grissom nodded, he leaned into Sara and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
"Seeing as we've finished our breakfast how about we go back to the lab and see what Doc Robbins found on our victim?"
"Sounds great to me Dr Grissom."
He had left her delicate body for the entire world to see. She was naked, her body covered in minor scratches, blood through her brown hair. Her eyes were wide in shock; her mouth gaped open in some hope to swallow a few flies. That is how he left her. Terrorized by him.
She had sobbed right up until the last moment. Her eyes bright red from the ongoing stream of tears. This time he was sloppy, he had left bite marks, and skin indentations, next time he would have to teach himself how not to lose control. He hadn't wanted to kill this one; no, he didn't think kill was the right word for what he was doing. He was changing these girls.
How long would it be before Grissom's team found her body? He could only sit and wait for the outcome.
Grissom and Sara walked into the morgue. Doc Robbins was delicately checking the victims body for abrasions or minor scratches.
"Hello Doc, have you found anything yet?"
"Ah...well she hasn't been sexually assaulted, there are no scratches, marks or any evidence to suggest that the person who killed her had beaten her up."
"Nothing at all? That seems a bit strange."
"Yes but what I did find was that this young woman was carrying a child. She must have known she was 3 months pregnant."
Sara butted into their conversation.
"So she's pregnant, she gets snatched from the killer kept for a few days then killed."
"It would appear so. I checked her scalp and it looks as though her killer dragged her by the hair, other than that there's nothing else I have found yet."
"So it's murder then, suicide's been ruled out."
Doc Robbins nodded as the pair made their way to Grissom's office. Sara closed the door behind her and sat down, a small smile on her face.
"Your so sexy when you look confused."
Grissom blushed upon hearing her confession. He sat down in his chair in a relaxed position and closed his eyes.
"You don't look too bad yourself."
Sara got up silently and made her way round Grissom's desk. She sat in his lap and wriggled about a bit. He looked up suddenly surprised at the contact.
"Ms Sidle...I'm sure we agreed to take things slowly, and definitely not show signs of affection in our working environment."
He cocked up a suggestive eyebrow, which made Sara laugh a little.
"I know...but now I know that I can touch you whenever I like, it just gets a bit hard remembering where we actually are."
She leaned in gently and kissed his already parted lips. He moaned at the contact and kissed her back. Before they knew where they were, they were kissing passionately and groping each other. They were getting carried away with the moment and they couldn't help laughing at each other. They were like a pair of teenagers. Grissom left her lips and started to trail soft kisses along her neck and down to her collarbone. Sara moaned.
Suddenly they both heard footsteps making there way towards his office. They quickly pulled apart. Sara's face was red and flushed and her lips were slightly swollen. Grissom's curls were tussled and his eyes had glazed over. They both patted themselves down and tried to act as if they were discussing their case.
Catherine walked in took two looks at each of them and smiled. They both looked as if they had taken a roll in the hay. Grissom cleared his throat.
"Sara can you find Greg and see if he found anything else on our vic's clothing?"
"Yeh, sure. See you later Catherine."
See you later Sara."
As Sara closed his office door Catherine sat down and laughed. She opened her eyes to find Grissom sitting with a confused look upon his face and an eyebrow raised. That set her off again. Finally, her laughter died down and she wiped the tears she had let fall with her laughter.
"Come on Gil...anyone could see that I had interrupted something between you two."
"We were discussing our case that's all."
"Oh right, so discussing the case makes you both look like you were rolling about huh? And what's with Sara's swollen lips? They were red raw."
"I don't know what you mean."
Catherine looked at him and gave him a small smile.
"I'm happy for you guys, we all thought you guys would never get together. Good luck."
Catherine got up and left closing Gil's door silently leaving him blushing with a confused look plastered across his face. He just hoped that Catherine didn't run into Sara anytime soon.