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 9
"So, what did you think?" Grissom questioned as the pair walked out of the Globe Theater. They had toured the exhibit in the Underglobe, the basement to the theater, and then had settled in to watch a performance of 'Much Ado about Nothing'."
"I liked it. Reminded me of someone I know," she hinted.
"What? Me?" Grissom asked, incredulous.
"Yeah, having to have other people push you to acknowledge your feelings. Yup, Benedict thy name is Grissom," she laughed.
"I wouldn't say much, Beatrice."
"Ugh, you." Sara lightly cuffed him on the shoulder. She decided to show him that she had actually enjoyed the play and had even paid attention.
"Friendship is constant in all other things save in the office and affairs of love; Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues; let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent," she quoted.
Grissom returned with "Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you."
"Much Ado?" Sara asked
"Nope, 'As You Like It', another good comedy of the Bard's. Too bad that we aren't going to be here another week. I saw that it was on the bill for next week."
"Sorry, maybe we can keep an eye out for it in Vegas. Sometimes the university puts on a Billy play or two."
"Since when have you been interested in Shakespeare?"
"Since I met you," she mirrored his words from a previous time.
Grissom just smiled. Here he was, walking along the streets of London, hand in hand with a beautiful woman and enjoying life. He didn't forget that he was technically working on a case, but if he could get a little bit out of it, all the better.
"Grissom, are you hungry? I'm starved. Let's try and see if we can find somewhere to grab a bite."
"If memory serves me, I think that there is a pub around here called The George Inn. Serves some pretty good pub grub, if you're game."
"Sounds good to me. I could eat just about anything, as long as it was veggies," she laughed.
TBC