DISCLAIMER – Not mine. Belong to Anthony Zuiker, et al, CBS and Alliance Atlantis.
A/N –So sorry it took such a long time to post this chapter, but was having problems with the ff site, writer's block and real world all took their toll. Had a version of chapter 8 all written, but it sucked even more than this one. Anyways I hope you still enjoy.
Chapter 8
Sara fell back onto her couch and sighed in frustration. Many times during the years she'd heard that people had been faced with this problem, but she never thought she'd be one of them.
Grissom and Greg were both vying for her attention, if not affection. In Greg it was sweet because of his infatuation for her from the very start. In Grissom it was heart stopping, as it was what she'd dreamt of for so long, yet also irritating, because he always seemed to be just that little more ingratiating when he became aware he was on the verge of loosening her.
The difference was of course that previously it was Grissom whom she felt that 'something' for. While dating 'Hank the Weasel' she'd tried to focus all her attention on that relationship and that relationship only but when she'd finally discovered the two-timing worm he'd been, it was back to full focus on Grissom. That led to the infamous dinner rejection.
Although her heart may long for Grissom, her head was forcing her to notice Greg. 'Annoying Greg, who'd made puppy dog eyes at her since her first day.'
Now that she'd started training him, and taking notice of him as a man, she'd noticed some very redeeming and endearing qualities that had her seeing him as more than just a 'lab geek'. Especially when it came to his concern for her drinking and the thrilling trip to the 'Body Farm': a trip that Grissom had denied her for the past five years. On top of that was his incredibly enjoyable company.
It was hard to remember that underneath that mess of hair was a very bright mind and a wicked sense of humour.
She had just finished her coffee and was about to pour herself another cup when the phone started ringing. Checking the caller ID she saw it was Greg. Smiling she picked up the phone.
"Hi Greg."
He was happy to hear the smile in her voice on the other end. "Hey Sar, how do you feel about taking some time for a drive out to Rainbow Springs. I've heard it's really pretty, and I thought you could maybe use some decompression after working on your day off!"
"Greg, drop it okay? Same thing as the drinking. I know what I'm doing and although I really appreciate your concern I'm dealing. A hike at Rainbow Springs sounds good though. Can we be back before mid-day though, cause I gotta do a few things before getting some sleep before work."
"It's a little short," he sounded disappointed. "How about you just come over for a movie or something?"
"I don't know Greg…"
"Yeah, okay. Stupid of me. I'll see you at work tonight." He hung up without saying anything else.
She was on the verge of calling him back and accepting the invitation, but decided against it. She had too many feelings that were unresolved and it would be unfair to lead Greg on if she still had any feelings for Grissom, and if she was going to be honest with herself, then it was more than obvious that she did have 'feelings' for Grissom.
TBC