Disclaimer: I do not own CSI and make absolutely no profit from this.
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Realizations…
"Let's have dinner, shall we?" He asked her.
"Love to," she responded warmly and then followed him out the door.
Not much later they were sitting down at a table across from one another, talking of forensics, insects, opera, and classical music. Grissom was mesmerized by her. Her voice was so confident and so beautiful. Her knowledge was comparable to his own. She was perfect for him.
After a while, Grissom got to the point of her wanting to leave. "You're a great CSI and member of my shift. You're knowledge is amazing and can only help our team, not hinder it."
"I have no respect from your team. Don't you get it? I belong with the people I know and trust, not those who don't even care to greet me when I come in a room."
"We need you. Sara is just stubborn. Greg likes you, though. Give it time; you'll find your place."
"Well, if by 'we' you mean you, then perhaps I will stay for the time being."
"Good."
Their meals came out and they ate and chatted more.
"So, about your team. I heard about Sara."
"She's okay. She's strong; she'll get through it."
But did he really believe what he was saying? This whole night was just a reminder of Sara. All these things that he was saying to Sophia he had once said to Sara. He remembered when Sara wanted to leave Vegas because of him. He felt so foolish, but he could never have a relationship with her. Sara was independent, stubborn, emotional, and intelligent. Those things scared him. He wouldn't know what to expect or how she would react. Sophia, however was everything that he was. They seemed so perfect, like how he could predict some of the things that she was going to say. But did he really love her? He was so baffled. For the rest of the night, he kept questioning himself. Was he in love with Sophia or did he still feel all those things for Sara, but was too afraid to ask her to dinner and so afraid of people that he was not able to understand her?
When the meal ended and it was time for them to leave, he drove Sophia to her house and walked her to the door. He kissed her goodnight after saying what a lovely time he had, but he did it with barely an emotion. The whole time he wondered whether he was kissing the right woman or if he was making the biggest mistake of all by having dinner with Sophia. She wondered if what he was doing now was something he'd soon regret.
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Taking over me…
"You don't remember me, but I remember you… I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you…"
Her stereo played softly in the background, the voice of the female singer had a calming effect on her and as the words she could so vividly relate to played in her mind, she found herself finally drift off to sleep.
Later in the afternoon, she woke up to her alarm clock. Shutting it off, she slipped out of bed and into the frigid room. Shivering, she walked over to the thermostat and checked the temperature. The hand was set on sixty-eight degrees, but it felt more like fifty-five. Settling for a hot shower, she would have to talk to the landlord before she left for work.
Not much later, she grabbed her bag and keys and walked by her desk to turn off the radio and noticed her answering machine light was flashing; a new message.
That's odd, she thought. I never get messages.
She pressed play and the recording started, "Hey Sara. Its Greg. Hope you're feeling better. See you at the lab."
She stood there for a moment, shocked by what she'd just listened to. As if in denial, she exited quickly, nearly forgetting to lock her door and then headed over to the lab for the start of shift. Though, when she came into the lab parking lot, she sat in her car for a moment, thinking of everything that had happened over the past month. She wondered how she was going to face Grissom, as well as Greg.
Walking past his office, she saw Grissom there. She wondered if he knew that she knew; not likely. Though Grissom seemed intelligent, he was especially dull minded when it came to people, of the opposite sex or not. Ever since he asked her to come to Las Vegas, he had acted quite differently around her than when she met him in California. Though perhaps it was simply a façade or some trickery. She tried to leave so many times, but she always got that same remark. "Sara, the lab needs you. Please think about what you're doing." And every time, she thought that somewhere inside he might actually love her, but every time she found herself proven wrong. Sometimes she wondered why she even bothered.
She found Greg in the break room and sat down on one of the chairs next to him.
"Good evening, Greg," she said and he said his hello as well. "How are you doing?"
"Tired, but I'll be back to normal after a few coffees. How about you? You feeling any better than last night?"
Apparently this was the wrong time to say something like that. Grissom was just walking in and over heard their start of a conversation.
"Hello Greg, Sara. What happened last night?" He asked.
"Nothing," Sara lied, but she was okay at it and Grissom didn't notice.
"Well, in that case, here are your assignments." He handed Sara a folder with information in it. "You two will be working together. Sophia and I are finishing up a case and if you need more hands, give me a call."
With that said, he went to go join Sophia and finish up another case. Greg and Sara were left alone again.
"I guess so. Thanks again for stopping by last night. I needed somebody to talk to."
"No problem. I guess we should go get started on this then."
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I have the next two chapters already written out, but I don't know if I'm going to update everyday or every other day... Just because I don't want to post all that I have and then you'd have to wait while I write the next chapter (s).
Yeah, thanks for reviews. D I'm not sure which way this is going, but then again I might. I need to think it through and see what happens. I guess I just get ideas at the story progresses, but I am thinking about making this a Greg/Sara fic, as I haven't seen many Greg/Sara stories out there, but I'm not altogether positive. Well, I guess I'll update this and then go chill out and watch TV. This weekend has had me working hard. I had a big lab write-up that I just printed out and I have an essay to revise and hand back in for some contest thing. Hope you enjoy this chapter, as well as the rest of the story. )
