Sara walked into the lab with Grissom. She left her car there and she figured people would be talking. Walking down the hall people started whispering. It was no big surprise. This place was worse than high school at times. Sara walked along and entered into the break room to meet Greg and Sofia and Grissom went into his office to get the assignment slips.
Sofia looked at Sara with a cold stare. "So I hear you have a new beau Sara, I don't remember what they said his name was." Sofia switched in her seat. "The girls upstairs said they saw you get into a car with him this morning and that's why you left your car here."
Sara was silent. New Beau? Wouldn't they laugh if they knew it was Grissom? They saw me get in a car with someone? I thought I was careful. Who would've saw me get in the car? I was sure no one was around.. She has got to be up to something I just must figure out what. She thought hard before she spoke again. "Sofia my personal life is no business of yours, or this labs."
Sofia huffed as Grissom walked in. "So Grissom, do you know Sara has a new beau?"
The look on his face was near priceless. "Excuse me? Is this any of your business?"
"I just thought I would check out the accuracies of the rumor mill." Her tone was sour enough to curdle milk.
" They said Sara has a new beau and he picked her up this morning."
"Sofia, Sara's life nor anyone else's is any business of yours. I would appreciate it if you would keep any future rumors to yourself. Now if you don't mind, we have work to do, isn't that the reason we are here?" He snapped as he took the assignment slips out of his pocket. "Sofia, you and Greg have a smash and grab on the strip. Sara you are with me, we have a db."
"So because I decided to let you in on a little bit of gossip I'm being punished like a child." Sofia snarled.
"If the shoe fits." Sara grumbled under her breath forcing a slight smile.
"Sofia, I don't know how things worked with Conrad as your boss, but this is my shift and I run it my way. I have never been known for my supervisory skills, but my team has the best solve rate at this lab so I must be doing something right, if you don't like it put in for a transfer, that would be sure to get the rumor mill churning." With that he turned to Sara. "C'mon Sara, we have a scene to process."
Sofia tried to hide her anguish from the words Grissom had just spoken. "C'mon Greg, we had better get to work."
The DB was pretty cut and dry, dead from asphyxia. The murder weapon was still around her neck. "Do you think this is a crime of passion?" Sara asked.
"Probably, it is in most cases, but we had better run the evidence before we make any hasty assumptions."
"Good idea. I just have a few more things to do and then we can head back to the lab."
"Ok. I'm gonna call Brass and see if he can check into the life of Sandra Kempton for us."
"Sandra Kempton? Is she our Vic?"
"Yup. I'll be right back."
True to his word, he returned almost immediately. "Griss, what was the deal with Sofia?"
"I'm not sure, Sara. She is definitely getting under my skin and if she keeps it up I will have to reprimand her."
"Isn't that a little harsh, Griss, I mean can't you just talk to her and see what her problem is?"
"With my oh-so-adequate social skills, Sara do you think that would help?" He jested.
She laughed and smiled in the same step. "I guess not, but you could ask Cath to intervene, she is a woman and she has some pretty good people skills."
"If it comes down to that, I hope the episode this evening knocked some sense into her."
"I wouldn't hold my breath on that one, Griss. One thing I do know is Sofia is stubborn."
"Is that a woman thing?"
"Yes." She giggled. "I guess you have a lot to learn." She turned to face him and he brushed his lips on hers. "I want you some bad right now, do you know that Sara." He whispered into her ear causing the hairs covering her body to stand at attention.
"I think I probably figured that out all by myself. I am an investigator after all. I get paid to follow clues."
He groaned into her neck, "You always were my star pupil."
"Griss, as much as I'm enjoying this, have you forgot that we're at a crime scene?"
"No, I didn't forget, I just lost control for a moment. We are alone, David won't be here for a few minutes, the officer is down stairs, and just let me kiss you, that's all I ask."
They were nose to nose. "As much as I long to touch you and for you to touch me." Her breath was hallowing. "I know this is our profession and we need to be professionals. If this is going to work, we have to separate Gil Grissom, Supervisor from Gil Grissom my boyfriend." Boyfriend, she liked the sound of that. It made her smile. "Besides if we start there is no sign saying we will be able to stop. We don't need to compromise our crime scene with our DNA." Sara chuckled at the thought of that.
He broke from her. "Sorry, Sara. I apologize for my behavior, maybe we shouldn't work together any more."
Sara pouted. "I think that is harsh, we just need to learn restraint. Take all that pent up frustration and put it to good use, between the sheets at home." She giggled like a teenager. "Besides, if you completely refuse to work with me that will send off some serious red flags. Do you need the rumor mill churning about you too?"
"Ok. You are right. Who'd a thought you would be the clear headed one. I guess that's why I love you so much. We had better head back to the lab." Sara smiled and followed him out of the house to head back to the lab. The drive was silent for the most part with intimate glances shared. They both needed to learn to detach from their private selves if this was going to work, especially at the lab where people get paid to uncover things.
Greg was less than enthused that he was stuck working with Sofia. She had been a bigger bitch than usual if the was humanly possible.
"So Greg, what do you think of Sara's new boyfriend?"
"I think it is her business. You don't even know if it is true Sofia and you are spreading it like peanut butter on toast." The Ex-Lab Rat was wound up. Sara was his friend and if someone was in her life and making her happy he was truly happy for her. A piece of his heart still held out hope she would turn to him, but he knew the probability was better for him to win the lottery or get struck by lightning. "Sofia." He paused. "I think you should stop this now before you get yourself written up by Grissom."
"Conrad will bail me out, I always knew how to keep him around my thumb." Her remark was snotty, like that of a child sassing her mother. Greg thought about what she divulged to him. The rumors about Sofia and Ecklie may have been true. Could Sofia want Grissom now? Could that be what is causing this problem? He vowed to get to the bottom of before it got too out of hand.