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 8
Sara woke up the next morning with an arm around her waist and a face nuzzled in her hair. She could get used to this.
"Grissom, you awake?"
"Humph," was the muffled reply.
"What?"
Grissom lifted his head. "I said, yes."
"Oh, sorry. It's just that you're holding me and I really need to get up."
Realization hit him and he quickly released his hold on her. Sara jumped up out of bed and raced to the bathroom. The door shut as Grissom rolled over on his back. 'Okay, old man, just a normal day. One that entails you waking up next to Sara and taking her sightseeing around London and if you can swing it, another romantic dinner. Yep, just a normal day.' Grissom closed his eyes and rested his hands on his chest, almost falling back to sleep.
"Sorry," Sara said as she exited the lavatory. "Always have to go first thing in the morning. So, what's on the agenda for today?"
"Huh, sorry, almost fell asleep," Grissom said with a start. "Well," he continued as he sat up, "I thought that we could take in some of the sites while McAllister is at the tournament. If William is on the desk this morning, I'll ask him to keep an eye on McAllister's reservations and let us know."
"Sounds like a winner."
"So, do you have anywhere in particular you would like to go? I mean, besides Madame Tussaud's?"
"You remembered. Well, according to the travel book I was reading before I was rudely interrupted, I think that the Sherlock Holmes museum is right around the corner from Madame Tussaud's and Sean Connery's butt. That might be cool to look at, considering who we are."
"Then we might have to go to the Tower of London as well. Did you know that they had a mystery there that has never been solved?"
"The nephews of Richard III?"
"Exactly. And the crown jewels are there too."
"Cool. Anything you want to do while we're at it?"
"Now that you ask, the Globe Theater has been rebuilt since the last time I was here. Would you mind if we caught a play today? I hope you don't mind Shakespeare."
"Whatever thou dost wish," Sara smiled and curtsied towards him. "I'll just go get ready and we can be off."
Sara walked towards the bathroom, stopping to pick up a change of clothes and her toiletries. "Just don't use up all of the hot water."
"You know, if you are so worried about hot water, you could always share," Sara smiled and winked. Before she could hear his reply, the bathroom door shut.
TBC