Author: Jules524 AKA Scully34
Title: Untitled
Summary: Gil Grissom was my soul mate- is my soul mate. He always has been and always will be. We were never supposed to be together, but fate had other plans. The cosmos and the universe came together and set our paths in motion. It was destiny that a distinguished entomologist and a brainy physics major would meet one day, at the ocean.
Parings: Grissom/Sara. Rating: Not Rated yet.
Disclaimer: I am just a poor college student that doesn't have any money. Therefore I do not own any Characters from CSI, and I am not getting paid to write this, so don't sue CBS!
Announcement: Special thanks to sarah makinson for reading, reviewing, and most importantly cheering me up! You made me feel so much better! Thanks girl, you are the best! This chapter is dedicated to you! Because without your kind words, there wouldn't be another chapter! Thanks again!
Untitled: Chapter 6
I always smile when I reminisce about the first time I met Gil Grissom. It truly was one of the happiest days and nights of my life (even though I did find out he was going to be one of my professors). I loved everything about our chance meeting, however unexpected it was. I believe I left off telling you all how I learned that Dr. Gilbert Grissom had an intense passion for roller coasters. Actually, I believe that passion is a mild word. Obsession is more like it. Although from fist laying eyes on him, I never would have guessed it.
When we got to the amusement park located on the edge of the pier, we must have ridden every single roller coaster about four times each. After the second set of rides, I secretly wished that I had worn shorts and sneakers. Have I mentioned before that I am so not a "Girly Girl?" The one time I wear a skirt and look somewhat like a sophisticated "lady" I am being tossed, whirled and twirled through the air at about 85 MPH! I remember my skirt flying everywhere, and that I lost my black flip- flops by the time the night was out. If it were any other situation, I probably would have been annoyed. (I have issues when things don't go exactly the way I planned them) but the fact that I was with Gil Grissom made everything worth while…even if I did lose my favorite pair of flip-flops).
By the time we eventually meandered our way back to the hotel, it was roughly about 2:00AM. The amusement park closed at midnight, so we walked back across the pier and back on to the beach (yes, I was still shoeless if you are asking). We ended up walking a little ways, talking and further enjoying each other's company. We then sat down on the cool sand and proceeded to look at the stars. Aside from a love of creepy crawlers with ecto-skeletons, Gilbert Grissom also has a love for midnight skies and brilliant stars (although he will deny it if you ask.)
When you are in college, and your body is not yet accustomed to pulling double shifts working the Las Vegas Crime Lab's Graveyard Shift, 5:45AM hits you hard. Especially when you've been up all hours of the night thinking about a "certain someone" that has totally captivated your thoughts…believe me I know. The second the foreign shrill sounding alarm clock went off on my bedside table, I wanted to smack it against the wall! Instead, I grumbled, groaned and literally punched the clock's snooze button relentlessly. Once the piercing alarm had silenced, I rolled over and went back to sleep for a solid fifteen minutes.
At precisely 6:00AM, I staggered out of bed and into my shower. I turned on the faucet and adjusted the water temperature to my liking that morning...ICE COLD! Something needed to wake me up! I kept reminding myself that I had a big day ahead of me. With Tons of lectures, the Student Response Panel, lectures, the Student Response Panel and...Grissom. Yep, it definitely was going to be a busy day; though, I definitely perked up at the prospect of seeing Grissom again.
I allowed myself the luxury of daydreaming in my shower for a few moments before snapping back to reality. When I finally "came to" I shut off my shower, wrapped myself again in the same comfortable enormous bath towel that I had used only hours before, and padded my way back into the hotel bedroom. The dress code for the Forensic Science Conference was "business casual" so I did indeed have to look presentable. I finally decided upon black dress pants and a burnt cinnamon top with black boots. I actually took the time to straighten my unruly, wild locks that morning. Yet, still feeling exhausted after getting ready, I flopped back down on the bed and shut my eyes, deciding that I would forgo breakfast just this once for an extra half hour of "shut eye."
I was just on the verge of sleep…you know when you can sense things around you, but you are not quite conscious enough to have a full grasp of what's going on…when I was startled awake by a persistent knocking sound. Snapping to attention, I sat up immediately, yet still groggy and took a mental inventory of my surroundings. I was still in my hotel room. Mentally I began to panic! 'Sara! You idiot! You've overslept! You've missed the conference again!' I internally screamed at myself. 'They've sent someone to fetch you! What a leader you are!' I mentally spat at myself, as I ran to the door and furiously threw it open. I had my mouth open to offer some form of apology to my supposed retriever, when I registered who was standing outside my door. It was none other than Gil Grissom.
"Good Morning, Sara." Grissom stated with a shy smile. "I'm sorry if I've disturbed you, but I was wondering if you've misplaced these." Grissom then reached behind his back and produced a pair of new black-flip flops seemingly exactly like the ones I had lost the night before.
A grin splashed across my face and I was at that moment completely touched. "H—hi Griss—"I stuttered as I reached for the gift he had in his hands. "Good morning to you too, I said with a laugh. "How did you ever find these?" I asked amazed. Grissom looked at me as he handed me the pair of flip-flops wrapped with a purple bow tie, and grinned one of those breathtaking Grissom grins. "Well, Sara, they aren't exactly the ones that you lost last night. I felt bad that you lost your favorite pair of foot ware on my account, and so I took the liberty of getting you another pair at the hotel gift shop this morning. They open early."
"Thank you!" I exclaimed! "That was so thoughtful of you!" I said as I threw my arms around him to give him a hug. "Grissom, you did not have to get me these." I stated as I looked into his blue orbs warmly. "But I'm glad you did!" I gushed grinning like the Chesure Cat. Grissom looked at me and smiled. "They are merely a Thank You gift. I needed a night away from lectures and work. You made me feel human again. Thank you, Sara." He stated sincerely, with yet another Grissom grin.
"Well, you're welcome! It was my pleasure. I had fun too! We should definitely try to "feel human" again soon!" I replied with a mega-watt smile of my own. "Hey Grissom," I said looking at my watch," We still have an hour before the conference starts, would you like to grab breakfast?" I asked trying to hide my hopefulness.
Grissom sighed and looked at me disappointedly. "I would love to, Sara. But unfortunately, I have a staff meeting in fifteen minutes. I just wanted to catch you before your day started." He stated with a sad, apologetic smile. "Oh…Ok. That's fine" I said in a slight disappointed mumble. "Some other time, then" I added with a fake smile in an attempt to mask my discontent. Grissom looked into my eyes "Can you take a rain check until tomorrow?" He asked. "Sure!" I replied with another genuine grin. "It's a date!" I gushed, and then immediately flushed my trademark crimson yet again.
Laughing, Grissom replied "I'll be outside your door at 7:00AM. If I do not see you, have a wonderful day, Sara!" He added with a smile as he touched my shoulder tenderly and proceeded to turn and walk down the hallway. "You too Griss—I called out after him with a little wave." Turning around, Grissom looked back at me with a smile. "Oh Sara, I almost forgot. Inside the bow, there is a little card…I didn't want you to mistake it and throw it out. See you later. He smiled waved and waked around the corner.
I stood there for a few seconds clutching the flip flops to my chest. I let out a little sigh and with a smile turned back on my heeled boots, went back into my room and proceeded to de-bow the flip-flops. Just as promised, there indeed was a little card inside the bow. I opened the envelope carefully, and as I looked at the front of the card, another smile spread across my lips.
The front of the card had a beautifully painted picture of a purple butterfly with outstretched wings nestled atop a beautiful rose. I opened the card and read the inscription. "Dear Sara, Thank you again for the lovely evening. Hope you enjoy these. I don't know if they'll fit you exactly like the other ones but I put forth my best hypothesis regarding the size of your foot. I hope the scientist in me doesn't fail me now! The entomologist in me however, thought that this card would suite you: Simple, yet stunning. Thank you again, Gil Grissom. P.S. I hope you enjoy the butterflies on the sandals."
It was at that moment that I noticed the little purple butterfly charms in the front of the flap-flops. I smiled, laughed, and felt my heart melt. Gil Grissom was a sweetheart!
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