DISCLAIMER : I don't own CSI nor it's characters. Everything belongs to the brains behind this wonderful show. Props go out to them. :D
AUTHOR'S NOTE : Song used in this chapter is 'The Way' by Clay Aiken. I think the lyrics of the song speak so very well for Grissom.
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CHAPTER XIX
Sara was staring up at Bobby, shocked and confused. "Maybe he has the wrong Sara in mind." Her brain tried to register, but she was afraid that Bobby was not mistaken. She couldn't understand what was happening and while she sat there dumbfounded, Bobby started singing.
There's something 'bout the way you look tonight,
There's something 'bout the way that I can't take my eyes off you.
As Bobby sang these lines, he pointed to something behind Sara's seat. Sara quickly turned around and almost fell off her seat when she found Gil Grissom staring back at her.
He slowly walked up to her seat and held out his hand. "Will you dance with me, Sara?"
Sara shot a questioning look at everyone else on the table. They were all grinning at her like idiots but it was Catherine who spoke up to simply say, "Surprise!"
Sara's jaw dropped. She looked from Grissom standing in front of her, to her friends, who were all egging her to take Grissom's hand.
She slowly slid her hand into his and felt him pull her slowly up to her feet. If the rest of the people in the audience minded them dancing, they didn't complain about it.
Grissom pulled Sara into his arms, resting one arm on her back and the other still holding her hand and rested them on his chest.
Then, they swayed slowly to the song.
Sara's senses were all tingling. She couldn't believe that this was happening.
There's something 'bout the way your lips invite,
Maybe it's the way that I get nervous when you're around.
And I want you to be mine
and if you need a reason why,
"Griss ...? Why? How?" Sara began to ask, but was cut off when Grissom whispered softly on her ear.
"Shhh.... just ... just listen to the song Sidle," there was humor in his voice that made Sara smile.
She sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his hand on her back and the feel of his breath fanning the side of her sensitive neck.
It's in the way that you move me, and the way that you tease me,
The way that I want you tonight,
It's in the way that you hold me, and the way that you know me,
When I can't find the right words to say,
You feel it in the way,
you feel it in the way.
Grissom was getting intoxicated by the wonderful feeling of Sara's body against his own. His hand was now slowly stroking her back.
He could feel her breath on his neck and he closed his eyes to savor the feeling.
They were oblivious to the other couples who have now joined them in dancing. Catherine and Warrick were now dancing right beside them, but they only felt each other.
There's something 'bout how you stay on my mind,
There's something 'bout the way that I whisper your name when I'm asleep Oh girl
Maybe it's the look you get in your eyes.
Maybe it's the way that it makes me feel to see you smile.
And the reasons they may change
But what I'm feeling stays the same.
"Sara..." Grissom's voice broke the comfortable silence.
She pulled back a little to look at him. "Yes?"
"I'm scared." Grissom simply said, his voice shaking a bit. Sara saw something in his eyes that resembled fear.
"Scared of what, Griss?" Sara wanted so much to comfort him and banish the fear in his eyes.
"I'm scared that I might be too late." He looked deeply into her ryes, trying to find something there that would erase his fears forever. "Am I too late?"
A slow smile appeared on Sara's face. She loved this man. She totally, absolutely loved him. "No, Griss. I'd say you're just about time."
There it was. His blue eyes no longer reflected the fear that was present there a moment ago. Instead, she found a whole different emotion taking over his eyes and his face. The change knocked the Sara's breath away.
Grissom brushed his cheek against hers and tightened his hold on her. They continued to enjoy holding each other.
I can't put my fingers on just what it is that makes me love you, you baby.
So don't ask me to describe, I get all choked up inside, just thinking bout the way.
It's in the way that you move me, and the way that you tease me,
The way that I want you tonight,
It's in the way that you hold me, and the way that you know me,
When I can't find the right words to say,
You feel it in the way, you feel it in the way.
There's something 'bout the way you look tonight.
There's nothing more to say than, I feel it in the way.
"Oh and Sara?" Grissom spoke once more. When she was looking up at him, he continued, saying, "Just so .. umm... it's clear... I .. ummm... umm... "
Sara guessed what Grissom was trying to say and smiled at him.
"It's okay Griss. I know ... now." Sara stroked his cheek lovingly, remembering the first time she did the exact same thing. "I ... ummm... umm... you too."
Grissom gave a small laugh and kissed her cheek, before leaning further to capture her lips in his.
Now, Sara had dreamt many a nights of how it would be like kissing Gil Grissom. In her dreams, the kiss was endless and always threw her off her feet.
Her dreams were nothing like how it felt at this moment.
This ... being in the arms and being kissed by Gil Grissom? ... It was beautiful.
The End –
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