AN: Okay…I hope you like this chapter : ) I really had some problems to write it because I had so many different ideas for a possible storyline…but this is how it is now : )

To be honest my head is exploding at the moment, it's full of ideas and…yes I already plan to write a sequel…: )

Many thanks to: inlya, for always helping me and encouraging me : ) thank you so much!

Dedicated to: my dog Roy : )

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The offer

The last two months after the funeral had been full of ups and downs. She lay in their bed, staring up to the ceiling. He had left for work five hours ago, she still hadn't left the bed. There was no reason for her to stand up…why should she? She still had no new job, her friends weren't awake that late at night and there was nothing on TV that was interesting enough to justify leaving the warm bed.

The memories of last night ran through her head again and again. His hands touching her softly, his lips kissing every inch of her body, feeling him so close to her…feeling him doing things that she had dreamed of for years. She couldn't force the bright smile on her lips to go away. Even if she would have wanted to be in a bad mood, she couldn't…not after last night. It had been the first time that they had slept with each other…she didn't know why it took them two months until they got to that point, she only knew that last night had been the perfect moment for it…probably they both hadn't been ready for the next step before, but it had felt so right last night. For the first time in her life having sex with someone had felt right to her, for the first time in her life there hadn't been pictures of her father raping her, running through her mind, for the first time in her life, she didn't feel the urge to cry the hell out of her eyes after having sex.

The ringing telephone ripped her out of her thoughts. She left the bed slowly and answered the call. "Yes?"

"Hey Honey."

"Hey.", her voice cleared up.

"What are you doing?"

"Not much…I…I actually didn't even leave the bed…well until now."

"Are you bored?"

"Bored is maybe the wrong word…"

"…you still can work for…."

"…no…no I rather die of boredom than working for her."

Grissom sighed. "Okay…okay…I know we argued enough about this…I just called to ask if you'd like to have dinner with us tonight."

"Us?"

"Nick, Greg, Sophia, Warrick, Catherine and me."

"I haven't seen anyone of the boys for months…"

"…is this a 'yes'?"

Sara sighed softly. "When?"

"After shift."

"Okay…will you pick me up?"

"Sure I will."

"Fine. See you then."

"I love you."

A smile flashed over her lips. "I love you too."

She sat down on the couch….have I just said yes to a dinner with Catherine? Oh my God…did he arrange this to get me and Catherine making up with each other? Is this his plan? No…he wouldn't do this…would he? He wants me to work again…he wants me to come back to CSI and…and as long as me and Catherine have this argument going on…I wont come back…is he really doing this? He wont….he wont do this…he wouldn't even get such an idea…he probably knows that the problem is that argument Catherine and I have, but…I told him this more than a hundred times…he wouldn't even make up such an idea…would he? He changed…he totally changed in the last months…maybe he…hell I shouldn't even think about this. She stood up and walked over to the kitchen. She cooked herself a coffee and leaned against the kitchen counter. Would he do this? Could he? …Damn it that coffee is too hot! She spit out the coffee. Damn it! This is just a dinner! A dinner with my friends…okay except for Catherine and Sophia they are my friends….

She walked back to the living room and turned on the TV. I have to think of something else, otherwise this dinner will turn into a catastrophe, it will be a torture anyways…She zapped through the channels, not able to find anything interesting. She decided to watch ALF, better than nothing…she sat down on the couch, leaning back against the pillows. She realized that Grissom's sweater hang over the back of the couch, she reached out for it and dragged it close to her. She buried her face in it and took a deep breath. It smells so good…it smells like Grissom…I wish he would be here…I wish he would hold me in his arms right now, I wish I could snuggle against his chest and close my eyes, dreaming of him. I wish he would be here!

She turned her head to the TV, I need to think of something else! But it was hard to focus on the show, she already knew the episode, actually she had seen it about four times.

She left the sofa and walked back into the bedroom. She sat down on the bed, her hand slipping over the sheets. I wish last night would have never found an end. I wish we would still lie here in each other's arms, kissing each other, feeling each other…I hate it to not see him all the time…maybe I should think about working for Catherine again?…hell did I just think this!

She left the bed and began to flick through her clothes in the closet. Wondering what she should wear for the dinner. He hadn't told her where they'd go, she figured it wouldn't be too elegant, unless the restaurant was Catherine's choice. She decided to wear a black pair of trousers and a dark red and beige spaghetti top.

The phone rang again. She rushed to it and answered the call.

"Yeah?"

"Am I talking to Sara Sidle?"

"Yes."

"Hi…my name is Andrew Bing…I am working for the San Francisco Crime Lab…I am calling because of the job you applied for about six months ago."

"Oh yeah…", she swallowed hard…hell I had already forgotten about this.

"…Well we decided that you are the perfect person for this job…so if you still want it, you can start next month."

Sara swallowed hard again. "Uhm…you are calling me at 5 AM in the morning to offer me a job?"

The man laughed. "Well you stated that we should call in the time from 3 to 7 AM…your telephone number must have changed…your former landlord gave us this number."

"Yeah…yeah."

"So…can we expect an answer for the offer?"

"I…", she cleared her throat. "..I need time to think about this."

"Okay…you are our first choice,…take your time, but…we'd need your answer…next week…is that okay?"

"Sure…yes…okay.", she swallowed hard.

"Fine. Good bye."

"Bye.", she hang up the phone. She sat down, her hands were shaking. What shall I do now! What! This is…the job I always wanted! I could work as a supervisor…I…I wanted this job…but by the time that I applied for this I hadn't been with Gil, I was unhappy with my job, I was completely unhappy with my life and I wanted a change…and now…now I am with Gil, the man I love, he lives here, he works here…no way I would leave him for a job…I couldn't do this…but…I always wanted this job…I can't leave him…never…on the other hand…Frisco is not that far away…and…no…Sara don't even think about this! You can't stay a single day without him…you can't even stand six hours without him…

By the time that Grissom's shift was finished she had straightened her hair, finished her make up and had found a matching pair of shoes. Her mind was still a battlefield. She didn't know what to do…

When Grissom entered the house she had already waited for him on the couch. He walked over to her, she turned to him and smiled brightly.

"You look so great.", he said softly.

"These are just simple clothes."

"You always look great.", he smiled brightly, leaning forward to kiss her.

She turned her face away.

"What's wrong?", he asked worried. "Did I do something wrong Honey?"

She swallowed hard. "No…no you did anything wrong…I did.", she said softly, staring down on the ground.

"What's up Honey?"

"I…some time ago, about six months or so…I applied for a job…in San Francisco, as a supervisor at the San Francisco Crime Lab… "

"…you applied for a job? Six months ago? You were still working for my team six months ago! You…"

"…could you please let me finish?"

"Sorry."

She took a deep breath. "Today they called me…they said I'd be their first choice."

"So you…are going to work for them? You will move back to San Francisco?", his voice was shaking. I don't want her to leave! I don't want to loose her again! I can't loose her again!

"I told them that I need time to think…"

Grissom almost jumped up from the sofa. She needs time to think! She needs time to think! She has to think about this!

Sara reached for his hands, trying to calm him down. "Gil…Gil please, please try to understand me…I…I wanted this job so much…but…don't get me wrong…you know that I wanted you more than anything else since the day I met you…"

"…and now when you got me I am not interesting enough anymore?"

"No! Don't get me wrong, please! Gil I love you more than anything else…you are my life! I just…you know that I…love you…Gil I can't even stand a day without you…don't even think that I would want to leave you! I need you more than anything else…but this job…is an opportunity…it's a real chance…it's an honor…I mean…I am their first choice!"

"Do you want this job?"

"Yes."

"So you are going to leave me…"

"…No…no Gil I will never leave you!", she dragged him down on the couch again, she climbed over his lap, shifting her weight on her knees, that lay left and right from his thighs. Her hands now on his cheeks, forcing him to face her. "Gil…I will never leave you. You asked me if I want this job…and I said 'yes' because it's the truth…I wouldn't lie to you…now ask me if I want you."

"That's ridiculous."

"Ask."

He sighed. "Okay…do you want me?"

"More than anything else." She could see that his eyes were glistering with tears. She ran her hand through his hair. "Gil…I love you…I will not leave you…you are my life…you know that you are my life…I will never leave you. Never ever! You wont get rid of me…never…even if you wanted to." She leaned forward to kiss him, but he turned his face away. "Hey…what's wrong? Don't you believe me?", she sounded desperate. I shouldn't have told him about this job offer! I shouldn't have told him about it…he is…disappointed…he is angry…I never wanted him to be angry…I shouldn't have said anything…


TBC

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