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AN: I know this chapter was due days ago. Sorry! I hope you will like it, it wasn't easy for me to find something to write about. I want to thank sweetjewel, because she really helped me : ) thank you!

towel

He woke up earlier than usually. He wondered what might have waken him up, he tried to make out if Sara was maybe already awake, he tried to make out footsteps or other sounds she might produce, but it was completely silent around him.

He left the sofa, now realizing how much his back really hurt from spending the night on it.

She's sleeping in my bed!

He couldn't resist the temptation, he had to catch a look on her…just for one second. He had to see her lying in his bed. He would probably never get the chance for this again. He slowly walked over to his bedroom door. But what if she wakes up? What will she think then? She will think I entered to watch her! She…okay I will simply tell her that I wanted to take a shower and that I needed clothes. I really need clothes anyways…and I have to shower too…I'm not even lying at her! "A perfect day starts with a perfect thought.", he told himself smiling.

He opened the door without making any sounds. He stepped inside, walking on his tiptoes. He walked over to his closet, not daring to take a look on her, before he hadn't found something in his closet, that would serve as alibi for him to be in there.

He opened the door of his closet, holding his breath, trying to remember if he had already oiled the squeaking hinge. Almost blindly he reached into it, grabbing for clothes. Now, when he finally had everything he needed, he turned around. And there she was, still asleep, lying on her right side, her head resting on her arm, wrapped into his blanket. She looks like an angel…her curled hair, her red lips…hell my blanket suits her.

Suddenly she moved her arm softly.

Damn! She's waking up! I have to get out of here! She….is not allowed to see me!

He walked over to the door, still on his tiptoes, not slow this time, but as fast as he could. Before leaving the room completely he took a last look at her when he closed the door. She was silently sleeping. Huh…no need to panic. You didn't wake her up.

He closed the door, leaning against it with his back for a couple of moments. She is so beautiful, she is so…wonderful…and she is in my house, in my bedroom, in my bed…sleeping in my bed. His heart bet fast and loud. For a couple of seconds he listened to its sound. I never before felt something like this…I have never felt something like this for anyone before. How am I supposed to ever get this picture of her out of my head?

He sighed. Come on Gil, get a shower, get some coffee and then calm down.

He walked over to his bathroom. When he entered it, the first things he saw were the towels he had given to Sara. He swallowed hard, trying to push away the thoughts of Sara under his shower. He took off his clothes, turned on the water and hesitated for a while, before finally entering the shower.

By the moment the cold water ran down his body, the pictures of last night ran through his mind again. Sara standing outside in the rain, her clothes totally soaked up with water, then the moment when he had entered his bedroom accidentally and had seen her breasts…not totally accidentally; Sara lying in his arms, and then he remembered the moment he had asked her out, his heart began to beat faster, as if it was running a marathon, the feeling of butterflies in his stomach wasn't ignorable anymore either. She said yes! She said she would love to! She wants to spend time with me! She…hell I think I haven't been that happy in all my life!

And without really noticing it, he started to whistle random notes that just popped into his head. Maybe it was his good mood, the fact that he would go out with Sara - maybe soon, but it could also have been the mixture of the now hot water, the steam and the scent of his shower gel.

Hell…if someone would hear this he'd probably order a straitjacket for me! He thought laughing.

He left the shower, wrapped a towel around his hips and dried his hair with another one. He brushed his teeth, and was about to take on his clothes, when he realized that he had taken out the wrong ones. When he had reached into the closet, he had paid more attention to Sara than on the clothes he was taking out of it…and so he must have grabbed for one of his pyjamas.

Great…you hit the jackpot Gil Grissom! Now I have to go back to the bedroom to get clothes! Only wearing a towel!

He opened the door carefully, hesitating to leave the bathroom, but there was nothing he could do…he had to get to his bedroom. Note, store clothes in the bathroom, in case this should ever happen again!

He slowly walked down the hallway. And then it hit him like a bolt. The door of his bedroom was opened. He swallowed hard. Damn. What should he do now? Running back into the bathroom? Hiding from her? That wouldn't work anyways, once he would have to come out. He could sprint into his bedroom…but if she'd see that it would be more than embarrassing…but if she'd see him like this it would be embarrassing anyways. But walking slowly would appear as if he wouldn't have a problem with the situation…and she really don't has to know that I feel uncomfortable.

So he walked slowly over to the bedroom, praying that she was in the kitchen and wouldn't see him. He had almost reached the door, thinking that he was safe, when he heard her voice behind him.

"Hey…did you sleep well?"

He swallowed hard. Don't blush! Try to stay calm! She does not have to see that you would love to burn right now! He slowly turned around. "Uhm…yeah." She is still wearing the shirt…she put her hair back in a ponytail…I love it when she wears her hair in a ponytail! His eyes made their way down to her legs, her bare legs. He swallowed hard. This woman has the most beautiful legs in the world!

She nodded softly. "I figured."

How?

"I always thought you would sing under the shower…I didn't know you're the whistling kind of guy."

"We learn new things about people everyday.", …and if she is going to tell anybody that I was whistling under the shower, she will learn that, no matter how much I love her, I can become really furious!

She smiled softly. "That sofa looks uncomfortable…you should have joined me in bed. I wouldn't mind.", she winked

Did she just say this? Oh hell! Get this picture out of your head!…me and Sara sharing a bed…how often have I dreamed of that! I would twine my arms around her, and she would snuggled against my chest with her back, I would hold her as close to me as possible…and I would never let her go again. We would lie there this way forever. I would kiss her shoulders and I would run my hands over her body. I would…Oh my god! Now I am more than thankful for wearing this towel! If I'd wear trousers this would be the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me! I have to stop thinking about that!

"I made us some coffee…I hope you don't mind."

Oh Honey I would never mind.

She tilted her head to the right and smiled.

"Why are you smiling?"…why am I asking? Isn't it obvious?

"Nothing…it's just…", she bite down on her bottom lip, trying to not look at him. For a few seconds she stared down to the ground, then she probably figured the ground wasn't the best thing to look at and she tried to search for another point she could look at somewhere in the room. "…I am…here in your house, wearing nothing but one of your shirts and…you are standing in front of me, only wearing a towel…it's…if someone would see us now…it would be easy to draw conclusions."

"But I slept on the couch, you slept in my bed…and no-one will see us.", am I trying to calm myself down or am I really trying to calm her down, just like I pretend to do?

"Right.", a smile flashed over her lips. "I…will go and get my clothes out of the dryer."

"You should maybe go and buy some stuff for today…I mean, they are dried, but not clean and…if you need a credit card or…cash, just ask. I can borrow you the money.", he leaned against the door frame. He didn't feel comfortable at all, but she seemed to enjoy this, not that he could understand, but he did not want her to feel or see how uncomfortable the situation was for him. Just get this over as 'easy looking' as possible.

"Thank you. I…I will get my clothes out of the dryer and then I will go and search for new ones."

He nodded and was about to turn around.

He felt that he striped the doorframe a little too hard, before he could react, the towel loosened from his hips and slipped down to the ground.

"Oh my God!", Sara immediately turned around, now standing with her back to him.

He neither knew what to do nor what to think nor what to feel. It was as if it had all happened in slow motion, but he didn't have the chance to stop what had happened. He also turned around, grabbing for the towel on the ground.

"I couldn't see anything.", she said, obviously swallowing the urge to burst out in laughter.

He couldn't breath, he only felt his heart beating, running, as fast as a high-speed train. There was nothing he could do to turn back the clock, there was nothing he could do to make her forget about this. And he knew she was just telling him that she couldn't see anything to not make him feel even more horrible. "Don't lie.", he said desperately.

"Okay! I saw everything! I'm sorry! I am so sorry!", she laughed so hard that she was almost breaking down to the ground.

Great! Make fun of me Sara…this does not boost my sympathy for you Honey.

"I'm sorry!", she said now hardly trying to bear down her laughter.

He knew his face was as red as a clown's nose. I am embarrassing myself to death…I will never be able to look into her face again! How am I supposed to live with this?

He stepped back into the bedroom and closed the door behind himself. He locked it and sank down to the bed. Oh my God! Why does this always happen to me? What have I done wrong, do I really deserve this? What have I done wrong? I never even forgot to pay a ticket! …I never even got one in the last years! I am a good person! I do so not deserve this! And then this! She saw me! Naked! Wearing nothing! NOTHING!

A knock on the door ripped him out of his thoughts. "Gil…are you okay?"

Don't you call me Gil! Please! Not NOW!

"Gil? Hey…I saw nothing that I wouldn't know...I mean…I saw this before….not you but…others and…."

Does she really have to tell me this?

"…you know, we're both adults, we should be able to deal with this."

I can't!

"And, well I did not run away and locked myself into the bedroom after you saw my breasts."

I did not run away! And I locked myself in because I don't want her to come in here! And I wish I would not have to listen to her right now! This is so embarrassing! Why does she have to talk about this? Why? Can't we just forget this? Please!

"And if I know one thing, you really don't have to be ashamed, if you know what I mean."

I do know what you mean! And hell I so wish I wouldn't! I could cry! I could really cry, everything was so…good, at least if you account the way it was before! And then something like this happens! It's not fair! It's simply not fair!

"Gil…you're still alive, are you?"

"Barely.", he said softly.

"I know that you feel…embarrassed…you can't imagine how I felt yesterday! But hey, now you saw the part north of my bellybutton and ..okay I saw everything…but…I saw the important part south of your bellybutton and you saw my important parts…okay not all of them because…anyways…hell that's not the end of the world!"

In fact, this is really not the total end of the world…but the fact that there was a lot of blood in the parts she saw while she saw it…could be the end of the world, if the world wouldn't hate me that much…the world would never do such a favor to me! He sighed, then sat up and walked over to his closet. He felt that his head was still burning…he knew that it would stay this way for the next weeks, maybe months. Whenever he would see her he would be reminded of this.

He got dressed and while doing so he began to calm down a little. Sara had been silent for a while now, he wondered if she might have left.

He unlocked the door and opened it. Sara must have taken seat on the ground, leaning with her back against the door, because now she lost balance and tipped back against him. Now she lay on the ground, looking up to him with her brown eyes.

"Hey…can't you warn me before you open the door?", she said with a warm smile on her lips.

"How should I know you'd lean against it?…I have a sofa next to the door, why didn't you take seat on it?", he couldn't help but smile softly. She looked so sweet, lying there, still wearing his shirt, that happy, somehow teasing smile on her lips…

"Because I always prefer walking the difficult way…I love challenges."

"Where's the challenge when you sit on the ground?"

"The challenge in that case is, to find out where it is….did this make any sense?", she laughed.

"Not that I know.", he lend her a hand and helped her to get back up on her feet.

Now she stood in-front of him, she tilted her head softly to the right. "You're okay?"

She already knows how uncomfortable I feel…why should I lie to her. It wouldn't make any sense and she would know that it's a lie. "Actually…no."

She nodded softly.

"Could we change the subject now?"

She grinned. "Yeah…this time I think it's a good idea to change the subject."

He left the room, walking over to the kitchen. Coffee…coffee will help me to get over this! "Do you know that this shirt seats you?", he couldn't help, he had to tease her a bit now.

"I thought we wanted to change the subject!", she called after him, still standing in the bedroom.

"Well we are not talking about me anymore…changed subject.", he said grinning.

"Now you enjoy this!", she said, now walking up to him.

"Enjoy is the wrong word. It…helps me to deal with the event."

"Oh great…and I had just convinced myself to not tell everybody about it."

She wouldn't dare to tell anyone! Would she?

"I think Greg would love to know this."

"You wouldn't tell him.", he pretended to be calmed, but inside he panicked once again.

"How much will you pay me?"

"Pay you?"

"Well…hush-money."

"You want me to pay you?"

She laughed. "You can pay in kind."

"Oh…how nice. So…what do you want?", just now he realized that they stood close together, she was almost leaning against him. Without really thinking about it, he slipped his arms around her waist.

"Dinner, tonight… Just the two of us."

"You know that this is an extortion, do you?" It feels so good to have her that close to me…I never knew she would really tease me that much…and I never knew I would like that.

"Yeah…and I know that you will take me to the Picasso tonight."

That's one of the most expensive…but she is worth it. But I will have to borrow her a lot of money…she will have to buy a dress for this. Oh a beautiful dress…and shoes…I wonder how she would look in a long dress, with high heels and…oh I should really not think about this…Oh God thank you that we both have our day off today! Maybe I will never get such an opportunity again!

"Deal?", she asked, throwing a questioning look at him.

"Deal.", he sighed.

She smiled brightly. "I will go buying clothes then…uhm…can you maybe…"

"…you will have to pay in kind."

"What?"

"Well…you will have to answer me a question…before I will give my credit card to you, I will have to see if I can really trust you."

"That's a joke…you're kidding, are you?"

"Answer me a question…only one…", he cleared his throat. Okay this will be embarrassing but I have to know! "Why did you laugh?"

"When?"

"When….the towel…"

"…oh then.", her eyes widened. "Hell, Oh my Gosh! I was not laughing because of…of special parts…I…I was laughing because of the situation and…because…Gil I…it was just the situation.", she made him look into her eyes, by placing her hands on his cheeks. "Just the situation." she said serious.

He sighed. "Credit card is on the desk in the living room, in my wallet." But it doesn't make it feel any better… this will haunt me for the rest of my life!

TBC

I hope you liked it at least a bit...I know that this is probably OOC...and the whole thing with the towel... :sighs:

anyways...next chapter will be on soon! (I promise)