A/N: I don't own them, but in a perfect world, I would. Plot and subordinate characters are mine, the rest belong to Anthony Zuicker and company. Special thanks to my husband and my beta readers, Ash and Anne. Without those three, I would never have the courage to continue writing.

Chapter 5

As soon as they were in the elevator, Sara let loose a string of expletives that would make a sailor blush. Grissom just looked at her with his mouth open.

"How could you, Gil Grissom? Making him think that we were here for our 'honeymoon'! I could have killed you with all of your suggestive remarks," Sara bit off. She was furious. In all of the time that her and Grissom had been flirting, it had been something just between the two of them. Now, here he was, bringing in a third party. And a hotel receptionist at that.

"What would you have me do, Sara? Tell him that you and I just friends and that we are on a stakeout. He would really believe that one," Grissom said sarcastically. "He would have probably heard 'friends' but thought lovers. You know how young people think. Besides, he was told that we were married. Why not let him believe that we are on our honeymoon and don't want to be bothered. At least that way, we can figure out how we are going to get to question McAllister."

"God, I hate it when you are so damn logical," Sara retorted. "So, we're on our honeymoon? Did I at least have a nice wedding?"

Grissom laughed. "Of course, the best of everything. You deserve it."

"And don't you forget it, mister," Sara admonished. She suddenly felt the need to be a little more serious. "Grissom, I know that you told me before why you brought me along, but remind me okay."

"I told you, I needed help, it's our case and we can take a mini-vacation after we question McAllister."

"Now, tell me the real reason. You could have brought Nicky, Warrick or even Catherine. I'm sure that she could have gotten a sitter for Lindsey. And why did you get so jealous of Beckingham?"

"I didn't want to bring them. I want you," he mumbled, low enough that she had to strain to hear him.

"What was that?" She wasn't sure she had heard him right.

"I want you. I want to know if it's too late?" Grissom asked, alluding to the infamous dinner refusal. He kept his eyes lowered, not wanting to see her eyes in fear that he wouldn't like what he saw there.

Sara was left speechless. She had wondered when or if he was ever going to do anything about the sexual tension between them. Sara brought her hand up to cup his cheek in the palm of her hand. She had touched him like this once before, brushing off nonexistent chalk. This time, she didn't make excuses. "Gil," Sara eased his head up so that she was looking into the sexiest blue eyes she knew of in the world, "you could never be too late."

Grissom sighed with relief. He brought his hand up to cover the one on his cheek and turned his head slightly. His lips brushed over the palm of her hand like the breath from a whisper.

Sara shivered. Her body tingled with his touch. It yearned for something more, but her mind knew that they weren't ready for that yet. Later, when the time was right, her body would be satisfied.

"Can we start again? Be friends and see what goes from there? Think of this as an extended first date?" Grissom questioned.

"If this is your idea of a first date, I would hate to imagine what your second one is like," Sara teased.

Grissom's eyes smoldered as he became serious. "Can I kiss you?"

"I thought you would never ask," Sara replied as Grissom's face came closer.

Their lips met and everything around them was forgotten. The case, the elevator, even the jetlag that they were both suffering from. Nothing existed except the two of them. At least until the elevator stopped with the ring of a hidden bell and the doors opened up to reveal an elderly couple waiting.

"Oops, sorry, kinda got carried away." Grissom said with a hint of embarrassment.

"No need, love, reminds me of when we were young and in love," the silver haired woman smiled as she looked at the man beside her. "Go on dears, we can get the next lift," she said as she pushed the elevator button.

Grissom just smiled and looked at Sara.

Sara just smiled and looked at Grissom.

They both broke out laughing at the same time as the doors closed on them.

TBC