Disclaimer: Don't own them.
Spoilers: anything and everything.
Authors: Jacquie and SassySaraSidle
Beta: SidleChick (aka KC) Thanks girl! good job!
Chapter 4
The next morning, Grissom became aware of a warm body next to his. He looked down to see Sara still asleep in his arms.
She sighed contentedly and reached out for him, even in her sleep. Her eyes slid open slowly and looked into his.
"Good morning," he said softly.
"Morning" she mumbled. She placed a light kiss on his neck. "Did you sleep well?"
"I did," Grissom admitted. "You?"
"I haven't slept this good in a very long time. I liked sleeping in your arms all night. Not that we got MUCH sleep." Sara said with a playful smile upon her face.
A reddish tinge touched Grissom's face. Finally, he said, "Whatever I can do to help?" He pulled Sara a little closer to him, sighing into her hair.
She gazed up into his eyes and pulled her down to him. She kissed him lightly on the lips. "Breakfast?"
"What would the lady like?"
"I can have anything I want?" She questioned him, while licking her lips.
Grissom arched an eyebrow at her. "Really, Sara."
"You! Here! Now!" Sara said while pushing him onto the bed and climbing on top of him. Kissing him hungrily and passionately.
Grissom couldn't help himself. A chuckle escaped his lips as he kissed her back.
"What's so funny, mister?" She scolded him.
"You're really quite spunky, Miss Sidle."
Grissom was still grinning at her.
"Spunky?" Sara said aghast. "You make me sound like a cheerleader. But, hey, if you make love to me, long and hard right now...I'll forget you said that."
Grissom pressed gentle kisses to her neck. "You're the most beautiful, intelligent...free-spirited woman I've ever met, Sara." He whispered in her ear.
Sara kissed him full on the mouth long and hard. She let her tongue slip tenderly into his mouth to play with his. "Grissom, what is your whole name? Not really your whole name just your complete first name? I don't want to always call your Grissom when you make me scream." Sara said and kissed him again.
"Gil is fine, sweetheart. I don't really like.." he kissed her neck. "Gilbert." Gently, he turned her over.
"Ok, Love. Gil, it is." She said while pulling him to her. She eased her legs apart so he was between them. She felt is arousal. "Please, Gil, now." All the while, she never stopped kissing and caressing him.
Grissom obeyed. He was getting more and more pleased that he could push Sara like this.
Sara felt him slid into her center softly. She moaned in pleasure. "I love you." She whispered in his ear. The phone on the table beside the bed began to ring. "Let it ring. Please just let it ring." She begged him. She didn't want to lose the feeling that was growing within her, as he was slowly sliding in and out of her.
"Let go for me baby," Grissom was saying a little later.
She did and rode the wave of ecstasy to the very end only to have another one follow shortly after. "Gil...harder. Please don't stop." She was over the edge and beyond the point of no return. She wanted him to come with her so she moved her hips slowly and kissed his mouth and sucked gently on his bottom lip. "Now you let go for me, Gil."
Grissom groaned her name and let go inside her.
A little while afterwards, Sara was stroking Grissom's chest. "Now, Love, what about that breakfast? And didn't I hear you mention that it was breakfast in bed? I would like O.J., French toast with powdered sugar, and a cup of coffee." She kissed his chest and added, "Please?"
"Yes, ma'am." Grissom pressed a kiss to Sara's forehead, and got out of bed.
She pulled his pillow to her and breathed deep. If she couldn't hold on to him, she would hold onto what smelled of him, until he returned. Ten minutes went by and she was missing him terribly so she got up and found something to put on. She picked up his shirt, that had been discarded so carelessly the night before, and pulled it on. She tiptoed out into the kitchen to watch him work. He looked so good standing there in his kitchen in nothing but his blue jeans. She wanted to ravish him again right on the spot, but held back watching. He was humming a little song she could hear. She leaned on the door frame and watched him cook their breakfast. She was waiting for him to notice her.
"Hey." Grissom gave her a small smile as he stopped humming.
"Hey, you look good enough to eat." she said coyly
"You're looking at an old man, Miss Sidle. I need to get my energy back." He mock scolded her
"That hurt." Sara tried to look disappointed but failed. She just walked to him and placed her arms around him his skin on her face felt wonderful. "Is its almost done? The bed is lonely without you in it."
"It's getting there. What would you like with your toast?" Grissom asked as he pressed a kiss to her hair.
"Powdered sugar and a side of you." She said with a yawn. "I think I'm not as young as I used to be either."
Grissom smiled affectionately. "You'll always be young, Sara. Young and vital."
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Dr. Grissom. So, Lover, what are we going to do about work?" Sara asked. She didn't really want to talk about work, but knew that it had to be addressed sooner or later.
"We'll have to be discreet. But that's a given."
"I know. I just don't want you to ignore me anymore at work. It breaks my heart." Sara said glancing at her feet.
Grissom gently tilted her head up toward him. He kissed her.
"Mmmm." Sara said laying her head back on his chest. "Forget breakfast. let's just go cuddle until time to go to work, and we can talk specifics."
"Like what?" Grissom let Sara lead him back to the bedroom.
Sara climbed into bed and pulled him down with her. She cuddled up to his chest. "These are trained investigators we work with, they are going to know that something happened. They won't know specifics, but they will sense change. I did when Warrick and Catherine hooked up, didn't you?"
"I suspected something," Grissom admitted. "But to be honest with you Sara, I don't care if they do find out." Did I just say that? Nevertheless, Grissom pulled Sara closer to him. "I want to be with you. If you'll have me."
"Have you? I can't believe after last night and this morning, you have to ask me that. Grissom, nothing in this world could ever make me not want you or have you, I love you. You are my lifeline to the world. You are the only person that made me feel again. The job was getting to me in San Francisco, and then you called. You made my heart work again. I was about to burn out, you gave me hope that maybe I wasn't completely gone. I love you, always will. Now will you have me?" She asked as the tears slipped down her face, and onto his chest before she could wipe them away. She hated to cry in front of anyone.
Grissom pulled Sara so she was completely in his arms.
Feeling his arms tighten around her, she let it all go. She sobbed into his chest. She cried for all the times they could've been happy before now, for all the victims she couldn't save, for her mother, for everything in her life that couldn't be changed.
"I screwed up, Sara," Grissom whispered into her hair. "But I'm here, and I love you." He kissed the top of her head. "I'll give you whatever you need."
"Don't hurt me, and never let me go. Even if you think that is what I want, never let me go. I love you too." Sara said softly. She kissed him tenderly before letting her head settle on his chest again.
Grissom's heart panged at the reminder that he had hurt her. His beautiful Sara.
"Can I ask you something, Griss?" Sara asked unsure.
"Of course. You can ask me anything you want."
"Where are we going? I know that is a question that one usually asks after about six or more months of dating, but I think ten years is enough time to wait to ask that, don't you?"
