Disclaimer: Don't own them
Authours: Jacquie and Sassy
Beta:SidleChick (Go girl, KC)
Spoilers: Any Episode
Chapter 6
Grissom paused uncertainly at the door of the cafe, having second thoughts about going through with this. He reminded himself that this was good for him and put his hand on the door handle. He was cheerfully greeted by the hostess and ushered to a table where the others were already waiting.
Sara scooted over for him to sit next to her. That way they could be close without being obvious. She had no idea that he had told Greg.
"Sorry I'm late." Grissom said conversationally as he picked up the menu. "Have you ordered already?"
"Yeah. We ordered your usual. Whole wheat and fruit." Nick chimed in.
"We can always change it, Love." Sara said. She realized to late she had called him love. Everyone was staring at her wide-eyed.
"No, whole wheat and fruit is fine. Thanks."
"Come on guys. You didn't honestly believe that there was nothing between them." Greg asked astonished.
"Greg, how did you..." Sara trailed off as she looked at Grissom. "Did you tell after all? You were the one who wanted to wait. Did you tell?" Sara asked. She was smiling.
Grissom shrugged sheepishly "What can I say? It's a new leaf."
Warrick and Nick were grinning.
Catherine said "Hallelujah! Damn, Gil. Took you long enough. We were about to resort to locking you in a room together until you resolved this. This dance has been killing us. We never know which one of you is going to be in a pissy mood, or a down mood. Everyday was something new."
"You guys are embarrassing me. Stop it" Sara snickered. She put her head on Grissom's shoulder just like it was always meant to be. "No more hiding now, huh?"
"Doesn't look like it," Grissom agreed, giving her cheek a kiss.
Sara sat straight up as an idea hit her. "You can't say anything to Ecklie. He already has it out for me, and I don't want this affecting Griss's job. Promise, you guys."
"Relax, Sar, you're completely covered." Warrick promised.
"Yeah. We value our lives. Plus, we all know that you both know how to get rid of a body." Nick said glancing at Warrick and Catherine.
"I second that." Greg chimed in.
"Ok. Back to the point of this breakfast. Who wants to go first?" Sara asked. Not really waiting for anyone to answer she went on before losing her nerve. "I'll start." She told them about her past. She told them everything she had told Grissom.
She waited patiently for questions but none came. She looked up, and saw admiration in their eyes. She didn't see pity and was glad of that. "That is what started my nightmares. Now every time I get a domestic abuse case, I get taken back to my childhood, and it's my mom and dad all over again. Ok. Enough of that for now, someone else go now so I can collect my thoughts." She wiped a few stray tears that had seeped out. Grissom squeezed her hand to let her know that it would all be okay.
Warrick went next with his dreams about dead children. By the time Warrick finished they had been there for two hours. They decided to do this once a month.
Grissom paid the bill and waited for Sara to join him. "Am I dropping you at home?"
"Not on your life. You told Greg without telling me. You have to answer to my wrath." she said seductively. She sucked his ear lobe, kissed his neck, then walked toward the Denali.
Grissom followed, opening the passenger side door. "I won't do it anymore if it bothers you. I guess I just needed to tell someone."
"You picked Greg? That in itself amazes me, Grissom. I would think Brass or Catherine would have gotten to you before Greg." She climbed into the passenger side as he held the door for her. "Thank you. " she whispered softly.
"Guess I realized he's like a son to me." Grissom muttered to himself before he got into the driver side and started the engine.
"Take me to bed, Griss. This was a grueling day. I wanna sleep." Sara said with a yawn.
"And tomorrow we get to do it all over again."
"When is our next night off, Grissom?"
"In about five days, I think." Grissom pulled out of the restaurant parking lot and into the early morning traffic. The drive home was silent. Sara was thinking about what it was going to be like to wake up with him whenever they wanted and be together without having to hide from the gang. She sighed happily.
Grissom on the other hand was occupied with reminding himself he had to concentrate on trying to read what Sara, and the other team members, needed from him. He knew it was going to be a tall order, but he wanted...no, needed to do it.
Sara had been asking Grissom where they were headed because he had passed the turn off to his road minutes before. She said, "Grissom, are you listening to me? Hello. Grissom. Gilbert!" Calling out his full first name had been enough to gauge his actions. He must be lost in thought. I wonder what he is thinking about. Sara reached out and placed her hand on his arm.
Grissom jumped. He realized he missed their turn. He turned around and went back.
"Where were you just now?" she asked
"Just reminding myself I'm not alone anymore." Was the soft but honest reply. Grissom pulled into his driveway again. Grissom turned off the ignition, and looked over at Sara.
