Hey, I hope ya'll like this story so far, I know I'm really enjoying writing this, it just keeps flowing through my head, which is unual, not much still works up there! lol.
HUGE thanks to my beta SaraSidleGrissom you Rock, and I couldn't do it without you... she's the BEST beta everyone!
As usual, I dedicate this story to my Friend Madison, she will always be there for ya, and she's a very talented writer.
Disclaimer: I wish I may I wish I might, get to own Gil Grissom tonight... did it work? Darn! Oh well, can't blame a girl for trying! lol.
Spoilers: None that I know of...
Thank ya'll for sticking with me this long, and also, I would like to give a special thanks to CSI slave for her review, and also tell her that your story is very very good, and I can't wait to read more of it!
Well, on with Chapter 8!Enjoy!
Sara walked over and sat on her end of the bed, and crossed her legs so very lady like, she knew she could get to him.
Little did Sara know, that Grissom had a little 'devil' plan of his own.
Grissom grabbed her towel right off her back, ran and grabbed her bag, and ran out of their room laughing.
" You want to play Mrs. Grissom, then be prepared, because I don't take to losing. " He yelled from outside the door.
As he was standing there, on the other side of the door, he heard the chain lock and knew she had just locked him out, with the only lock that you couldn't use a key to get in.
" Bring it Mr. Grissom. " Sara giggled on the other side of the door. She then walked over and grabbed Grissom's bag. She went through it and found a dark blue button down shirt. She put it on, and buttoned it up, but not all the way, she left just enough so her cleavage would show. It went just a little higher then her knees, but was otherwise, very loose on her. She rolled up the sleeves and went to look in the old fashion mirror they had in the room. There was no doubt about it, Sara looked very sexy, and she knew for a fact, that this would drive Grissom crazy.
It had been about thirty minutes, and Sara was ready to let him in, she was now finished with her hair. It was curly and she put some hair spray in to keep the loose but lovely curls. She sprayed a little of white diamonds perfume behind her ears and a little down Grissom's shirt.
" Are you ready to come in Griss? " She said with a little laugh, knowing that she was so in control. When he didn't answer, she asked again.
" I said.. are you ready to come in? Grissom, are you out there? Griss? " Sara opened the door, and looked to the left, no one. So she looked to her right... big mistake.
Grissom grabbed her, threw her over his shoulder, and carried her down the hall.
" Grissom! What are you doing? Where are you taking me? Wait... Grissom, there are people out there, Ellen's out there, don't take me out there.. ARGH! " The words were flying out of Sara's mouth. She struggled a bit and tried to get out of his grasp, but for every little struggle, he held on tighter.
Sara buried her face in his shoulder, hiding it, so maybe it wouldn't be as embarrassing. ' God he smells good. '
" Grissom put me down! " Came Sara's muffled voice, she still hadn't brought her face up yet, so she didn't know where they were going.
" First of all, no. Second, don't you think it's a little strange to call you husband ' Grissom ' why don't you call me Gil, or Babe... yeah I like babe. And I will call you sweetheart, or baby, or honey. " Grissom said with a hint of joking in his voice, but Sara also thought she could hear a little seriousness too.
When she looked up and turned her head a bit, she saw they were head for the 'swimming hole'. She didn't know why they were going there, but she had a bad feeling.
Grissom opened the door.
" How's the pool coming Judge? Is it ready? " Grissom kindly asked the Judge.
" Sure is Gilbert, and it's filled to the rim with water... um, I'll let you two be. " And with that the judge left.
" Grissom don't you dare... I mean it, Grissom, you do this and you'll be-- " Sara started, but was quickly cut off by Grissom tossing her into the pool.
" IT'S FREAKING COLD." She yelled when she came back up to the surface.
" There... now maybe, you'll learn not... to lock me out. " Grissom said between fits of laughter.
" Here. " Grissom gave her his hand, full intention of helping her out, but was quickly pulled in when Sara grabbed on with both hands and yanked him into the water with her.
" How's that... babe. " Sara said sarcastically.
" It's great, but only because you're here. " Grissom said, totally serious this time. It was unmistakable this time, Sara knew it was love she saw in his eyes, and she was no longer afraid. Yes, she was still afraid of getting hurt, but not of taking the next step with Grissom.
" Griss, why don't we get out of this very cold water before we get sick. " Sara stood up, and then something struck her mind.
She turned to Grissom, they were both standing in the pool now. " You knew I would lock you out... didn't you? "
" Of course you would, do you really think I would be that stupid to run of the room, when I had your towel? " Grissom asked, while he put the cutest little smile on his face.
" Come on. " Sara said, as they got out of the pool. They dried off and started off back to their room.
When they got in front of their door, Sara went to open it, but was stopped by Grissom sweeping her up into his arms.
" Griss--" She was saying but Grissom cut her off... again.
" Isn't it tradition to carry to the bride across the thresh hold? " Sara smiled and allowed Grissom to open the door. When they went in, Sara looked around with tears in her eyes.
" What do you think? " Grissom noticed the tears in her eyes, and he knew she was happy.
While they were in the pool, he had Ellen come in and light candles all around the room. And there were rose peddles leading to the bathroom. Grissom gently placed Sara down on the floor, and she walked into the bathroom.
Sara gasped when she saw the bathroom. The room was barely lit, but just enough candles to cast a warm glow on the wall.
The tub was filled with bubbles, and of course water. On top of the lavender smelling suds, were rose peddles, almost as if they were floating in the air.
" Judging by the look on your face, I'll say you like it. I'll let you get to your bath. " Grissom smiled and went to leave, but Sara grabbed him by the arm and smiled.
" Would you go in with me? " She asked, a little unsure of what his answer might be.
Grissom smiled, and gently pressed his lips to Sara's. He pulled back, hesitantly, and smiled.
I just love cute little cliffies! lol. What did ya'll think? good? R&R and tell me what you think!
again a big thanks to SaraSidleGrissom, who made all this possible!