Paralyzed
Spoilers: Post Nesting Dolls, Post Unbearable
A/N- This is the end! Special thanks to Rica for her encouragement and beta skills! A big thanks to all of you who have left reviews, they mean a lot!
Rating changed to "R"
Chapter 9
Two steps before reaching Gil's bedroom the inevitable happened, his Cell phone rang. Sara gave him a look that could take down a small nation. She knew work always came first to Gil so she dropped her hand from his grip and walked towards the door.
Sara was almost at the door when Sara felt an arm on her shoulder. She turned to see a look of confusion on Gil's face.
"Where are you going Sara?"
After a soft nervous laugh, she replied, "Work calls and you run, I know the drill." She turned to leave grasping the door handle but was stopped by Gil pushing the door shut.
He turned Sara towards him, "No Sara, not this time. I told Ecklie that Catherine was more than capable of handling the investigation. He needs to start treating all supervisors equal." He reached up and cupped her face, "Besides, nothing could stop me from leaving this, leaving you right now, do you understand that?"
Looking down shyly Sara's voice came out shaky at best, "I'm not used to these feelings." She stepped closer to him, "I'm not used to needing or wanting anyone, and I feel and want both from you, the very thought terrifies me."
He needed to hold her now and drew her in hard to his body. He buried his face into her hair inhaling deeply, "Sara, I'm not good at any of this. I haven't been in a meaningful relationship in 15 years, and none where I had these feelings. I'm mediocre at best in all aspects of relations if you know what I mean. I'm afraid that I won't be able to please you or hold your interest."
Sara tried to look up at him but he held her tighter, he was baring his soul to her and he wasn't sure if she looked at him he could be so honest.
"Despite all of my fear and doubts, never ever doubt my intentions for you, just be patient and we can learn to get used to these feelings together."
In all of her life, Sara never felt real love as she did in this moment. "Love me Gil, please love me."
In one swoop, he picked her up and carried her to his room, gently placing her on his bed.
After kicking his shoes off, he laid down next her. For the first few minutes they just examined each other. Sara couldn't believe after loving him for so long she was lying next to him touching him. She was suddenly overwhelmed and had to take a few deep breaths to come back to reality.
Gil sensed her anxiety and pulled her into his safe embrace. "There is no rush here Sara, we can go as slow or as fast as you want. As I said before, I'm no Casanova, slow would probably work better. I can't scare you off that way."
She only needed a few seconds to calm her nerves. She knew what she needed. Pulling away she lifted her head and let her lips touch his ever so softly. Two worlds that lived in sync yet so far apart unit, the passion unmistakable. The fever that burned inside them was released and the exploration of their soul mates' bodies unmasked.
Gil suddenly stopped and locked eyes with Sara. "I love you Sara and I always will."
She held him close, veryaware of the bulge sticking into her leg. "Gil, I loved you yesterday, I love you today and I'll love you tomorrow, never doubt that."
They shared another deep kiss as they couldn't get enough of each other. "Loving you is like breathing, how could I ever stop?"
They shared another meanigful longing stare. One mastered long ago, but now was able to lead to more.
The words were over and unspent passion took over. Gil rolled Sara over so that he was lying at her side with his hand on her face. "I have a lot of things to make up for, let's start with the first time I realized I loved you and did nothing about it." He kissed her face down her neck and landed next to her ear. "Your neck drives me barmy, so gentle and delicate. I wanted to kiss it for over ten years." So he kissed her neck, every last inch of it.
Sara was slowly being driven into oblivion. She wanted him so much it hurt, and he had done nothing more than declare his love and kiss her neck. It wasn't until the first waves of absolute splendor rattled her body that she became aware of his effect on her. Never had she had an orgasm from nothing more than a man kissing her neck. But it wasn't any man, it was the man she has loved for years, and the truth that he felt the same made her body clearly responsive. After coming down from her high, she wanted to reciprocate what he had done to her, but he wouldn't have it.
He smiled at her, "I'm no where near being done showing you how I feel. I still have nine years to make up for my dear Sara."
She didn't have time to respond before his lips made their way down her arm and to her hand. She was fully clothed and he was only touching her extremities and she was sure she was going to go mad. Feeling bold and wanting his hands and lips on the rest of her body she lifted back and took her shirt off and threw it on the floor.
It was Gil's turn to gasp. He had many, many dreams about this moment but nothing could prepare him for the sight before him. He was in heaven.
Her breasts were perched and bulging behind the delicate lace. He followed her lead and lifted his shirt off, discarding it on top of her shirt on the floor. The damp skin of their bodies met as they rubbed together setting their bodies on fire. He reached back and unclasped her bra which fell to the floor in a silent heap.
He then turned Sara on her stomach and gently rubbed her back. At one point the motion of his hands stopped, and Sara tried to look up at him.
"Gil, what's wrong?"
He traced a long scar across her back. His fingers trembled at the thought of how it got there. After a minute, he laid his head on the scar, "Sara, your dad hurt you too?" He felt her stiffen below him.
Feeling self conscious she tried to roll over, but he wouldn't let her. He simply accepted the answer as 'yes' and placed soft kisses along the scar. "I will do everything in my power to never let you feel pain again Sara, ever."
He needed to calm down or he would lose it right then and there, so he burrowed his head into her neck. "Oh Sara, if you hadn't forgiven me for my mistakes I never would know what this would be like, my life would never be complete, you complete me."
Sara's patient waiting was over. She wanted this man now. She turned and pushed him to his back and kissed him with all the passion she knew and his response only reeled her in further. She finished shedding the clothes that held the last barrier between them and did the same to him. They lay unbridled, the calm before the storm. She needed him now. "Please tell me you have a condom?"
He smiled, "I may be out of practice, but I'll forever be a boy scout, top drawer of my nightstand."
She reached over and found the silver package. After carefully opening it, she turned to sheath him. The mere size of him astounded her. It wasn't that she hadn't expected his size she just wasn't prepared for it. Her hands were shaking in anticipation but she still managed to successfully fit him.
Ten years, 122 days, 31 hours, 4 minutes and 22 seconds, and it was time.
Gil helped Sara back on the bed below him. He wanted to see her face as he entered her. After years of being the cause of her pain, he wanted to see how he was making her happy.
As her entered her they didn't move, they just savored the moment. He was sure if she did move it would be over, and fast. So he waited until the urgent feeling subsided and he began to move inside her. Each thrust releasing the years of pain that transpired between them. Soon, for the time being, the hurt was gone. They matched each others rhythm and within a matter of a few minutes they both exploded together in fruitful bliss.
Sara felt like she might pass out from the sheer power of raw emotion. They lived so long apart that she never imagined coming together would be this powerful.
Gil was equally as dazed. He no longer worried nor questioned why he waited. He was now where he wanted to be and with the only woman whom he has ever truly loved.
Each held their emotions in check, but the hold they had on one another said it all, love conquered all.
XXX
After two days of having Sara to himself, Grissom knew she was going back to work tonight and he had to share her with the world. She had phoned Ecklie and told him she was ready to do her job. He was pleased at the sound of her enthusiasm. He wanted to see her before her shift. Sara was prepared to excuse herself from her past behavior. She and Grissom knew they needed to play things coolly now and playing it up for Ecklie would work in their favor.
Because Sara left her work vehicle at the lab Grissom picked her up for shift. It seemed almost natural and it had only been a few days of being a couple. He opened her door, she let him in, and he made himself at home. It was a level of comfort that neither of them had had in years, especially since she moved to Vegas.
Finally reaching the lab Grissom reached over and squeezed her hand, "Are you ready for this?"
She didn't even need to think about it, "Yeah I am."
"Remember, if it becomes too much, will you speak to me? I'm not saying I'll pull you from a case or not give you a particular type of case, but I'll help you get through them."
"Thanks, same to you, ok?"
He nodded and followed her into the building. He made his way to this office and she made her way to the locker. After putting her coat and purse away she headed to Ecklie's office.
After taking a deep breath she knocked.
He looked up, "Ms. Sidle, please come in. You look rested."
"I am; thanks. You wanted to see me?"
"Are you prepared to come back and be an effective member of the nightshift?"
Holding down her disgust, she remembered her talk with Grissom. "Yes, I straightened out a lot in my life and I'm ready to go the distance." She expected no less from Ecklie, but he still appalled her.
"Good, I'm glad to hear that. You can now report to Supervisor Grissom for your assignment."
Sara stood to leave but was stopped by the sound of his voice.
"It's good to have you back, Sara."
Sara inwardly chuckled; it must have killed him to say that. She was still smirking when she reached the break room. Greg and Sofia were already in there drinking their coffee and reading the new forensic journal.
Greg was the first to see her, "Sara!" He made his way to her and grabbed her into a hug. "Thank god you are back!"
"I am back, in the flesh. Did you miss me?"
Greg lightly punched her in the arm, "Are you kidding? Of course I did. Everyone did, especially the boss man."
It was Sofia's turn to cringe. "Welcome back Sara."
Professional, remember to be professional. "Thanks Sofia, it's good to be back."
After a moment of silence Grissom entered the room. His eyes locked with Sara's and they stayed that way until he sat down at the table.
Greg and Sofia noticed it and shrugged at each other.
Grissom broke the lock and looked around, "I want to welcome Sara back, it just wasn't the same without her. I'm glad our team is all one again."
Sara smiled at him, "What do you have for us boss?"
He handed out the assignments pairing Sara with Greg and himself with Sofia.
It didn't even bother Sara that she wasn't paired with Grissom. She knew who would be going home with him, and it wasn't the blond.
Her first shift ended un-eventfully and she decided to make her way home. She stopped by Grissom's office and told him she was going home, and he promised to meet her there in an hour. She said she needed to stop by the market before going home.
Sara walked up and down the isles and filled her cart. She was assuming she'd be cooking a few meals for Grissom so she got more than her variety. She was almost done when she felt two warm arms wrap about her body.
"Gil?"
He purred in her ear. "I couldn't wait to see you."
She turned and buried her face in his chest, "I'm glad you couldn't wait."
He tilted her head back and kissed her, "I missed you."
"Me too."
"You might get sick of me Gil."
"I don't think there could be a day in the rest of my life I would be sick of you."
It was Sara's turn to purr, "The rest of your life?"
He didn't care then and there if they were in a supermarket, "Yes, if you will have me." He bent down on one knee.
Sara's heart surely stopped beating.
"Sara Sidle, will you marry me?"
Ten years, 124 days, 8 hours, 55 minutes and 8 seconds until she said it, "Yes."
They stood embracing each other, blissfully unaware that Catherine and Warrick were only steps away. Catherine put her hand over her mouth, "Oh Gil, I'm proud of you."
Both Sara and Grissom turned around but didn't let go of their embrace. Grissom looked at Catherine, "So am I, so am I."
The End!
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