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!
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Untitled: Chapter 8
"By the way, Sara, I like those flip flops" Melody stated. It was at that moment that Gil Grissom and I burst out laughing.
Melody Grissom would tell me two years later on my wedding day, that she knew from the moment that she saw me interact with her son on that beach that I had him hook, line and sinker. She also told me that she has never seen him love anyone else as much as he loved me…Where the hell did we go wrong? I don't know if I'll ever have the answer to that million dollar question; and as usual I am jumping ahead of myself again. Forgive me.
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After talking with Grissom and Melody for a little while longer, my body decided that it was finally cold enough. Shivering, I told J.R. that this was going to be the last round of fetch I would play with him that evening (like he could really understand anyways!). I grabbed the stick from J.R.'s mouth and gave it one last mighty toss before turning back to Grissom and Melody with a smile on my face.
"Well as fun as this meeting has been, I'm afraid that I am going to have to call it a night. I am absolutely freezing!" I stated sadly. As I pulled my sweatshirt even tighter around my slender mid-section and prepared to say goodnight for the evening, my gaze drifted back to Grissom. I was slightly surprised to find that he was staring at me. "Uh—Sara," he said nervously as my eyes joined his. "My mother and I were just about to grab a cup of coffee before she heads back home. We would love for you to join us. "Mentally, my brain cried out 'yippee!' He apparently did not want me to leave. I really did not want to leave either, but I also did not want to intrude on some quality Grissom Mother-Son bonding time. "Oh, I don't want to impose if you already had plans," I started to say before I was cut off by a grinning Melody Grissom. Melody stepped forward to take my arm. "Nonsense, Sara! Please join us! "I won't take no for an answer!" she stated sweetly as she linked her arm with mine. Smiling, I told both Grissoms that I would be delighted to accept their invitation to join them for coffee, on the condition that I could make a quick stop by my room to change into some pants. They both agreed, and told me that they would drop J.R. off while I was changing.
Clad in blue jeans and feelng much warmer,I entered the hotel lobby approximately ten minutes later. Grissom and Melody were waiting for me near the front entrance. When they spotted me, I waved and quickly made my way over to them. Giving them both a genuine "Sara Sidle Mega-Watt Smile", I opened the doors to the hotel and the four of us made our way out into the chilly San Francisco night in search of coffee. I would learn a few years later that Gilbert Grissom was received quite a slap from Melody for his failure to open the door for us.
I suddenly remembered that there used to be a lovely little coffee shop and bakery about a block away from the hotel, called The Vanilla Bean. The shop (if it was still there) used to be owned by a beautiful, caring and loving blonde woman named Eva. Eva was extremely kind to my brothers and me after my father's murder and even took care of us when my mother was confined to the mental institution. Eva had tried to legally adopt us, so we could stay together as a family, but once the state found out that she was a divorcée she had to give us up. At the time, California law stipulated that a single woman was not allowed to adopt three young children. According to them, we would be better off if they separated what was left of the already broken and shattered Sidle family instead.
Pushing the sad thoughts from my brain, I told Grissom and Melody about the shop, and I secretly hoped that it and Eva were both still there. Leaving out the sad details of my childhood yet again, I went on to happily rave about Eva's famous ooey-gooey cinnamon buns! Both Grissom's were smiling and laughing at me by the time I got done with my enthusiastic and animated advertisement for the cinnamon baked goods.
I lead Grissom, Melody and J.R. to the street where I believed the Vanilla Bean should have been. As we rounded the corner, my heart was pounding in my chest. Suddenly, I wasn't so sure I wanted to continue this trip down memory lane. Sure, I wanted to see Eva again; there was no doubt about that. She had been in my thoughts and heart for all of these years…I just was hesitant about bringing Grissom and Melody into the midst of the "Sidle Family Drama."
Even as uncertain I was, I was happily relieved to discover that the shop was still there, more or less exactly as I had remembered it. I almost let out a squeal and started jumping up and down, but I refrained due to the fact that I was with company—half of which was tugging at my heart strings and making me secretly swoon. "Here we are!" I said excitedly, as I held open the door for them. "If this place is anything like I remember, hang on to your taste buds…they're in for a wild ride. Much better than those rollercoasters, Griss," I stated with a smile.Stepping inside of the shop, our senses immediately went into overdrive as we were suddenly intoxicated by the sugary sweet smells of the bakery. As I looked around the shop, a sea of memories came flooding back to me. Smiling, I recalled fondly the best day of my young life. It was my 10th birthday. My mother had to pick up a wedding cake for a wedding ceremony that was planned later that afternoon. Since Eva's shop was about forty-five minutes away from the Bed & Breakfast we had to get up extra early that morning in order to make the trek to the Vanilla Bean.
My mother had been acting extremely secretive that morning. This usually was not her nature, but as my father's drinking and drug use became ramped, I thought he was giving her a hard time again. Yet, that didn't seem quite right either because she seemed so happy. Being the smart and rather inquisitive child that I was, I quickly figured out that her secretiveness and happiness must stem from a birthday surprise for me. Every time I would ask what my surprise was, she would only laugh, shake her head at me, and tell me "all in good time, Sarita." Then she would always find some way to ruffle my already unruly mocha locks.
You see, "Sarita" was the special nickname my mother affectionately called me. I can't exactly remember how it started, but it stemmed from my fond appreciation for Mexican food and a mispronunciation of the word Senorita. Anyways, the name stuck. When we got to Eva's shop, I was told to shut my eyes tight and follow my mother's lead. Excitedly, I did as I was told.
When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to find the most beautiful birthday cake in the world! It was enormous, and shaped exactly like a music note. I smiled and blushed as Eva and my mother proceeded to sing me "Happy Birthday." As I wrapped my arms around my mother and Eva in an appreciative hug, I wondered what was so significant about the music note on the cake. I asked my mother that very same question, and was delighted to learn that because of my excellent grades in school, she purchased private singing lessons for my birthday present that year. I was ecstatic!
So every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, I went to singing lessons. I was surprised at how easily I fell in love with it. Science and singing were my life, and my secret outlets for escaping the hellhole that my house had become. I would often stay after school in the science room, or after my singing lessons, just so I wouldn't have to go home.
I snapped out of my flashback only when I felt Grissom's hand on my arm. "Sara…Earth to Sara!" he said with a grin. I looked down at his hand that was gently resting on my arm, smiled and turned to face him. "I'm sorry," I stated softly while a smile formed on my lips. "I just spaced out there for a second…must have inhaled too much sugary goodness!" I stated with a little laugh.
Melody went to find a table while Grissom and I stepped up to the counter to place our orders. It was then that I spotted Eva, behind the counter and I stopped breathing for a few moments. She was busy making coffee, and didn't see Grissom and me standing there. She looked as beautiful as I remembered, even though she was advancing in years. Her blonde hair was now gray, yet it was undeniably Eva.
Unable to contain my excitement, I called out to her with a smile. She looked up and over at me, puzzled for a few seconds. Then instantly she seemed to recognize me as her eyes lit up. She let out a gasp, and put her hand over her mouth. "Sara Sidle," she exclaimed joyously as she quickly hurried from behind the counter in order to embrace me. "Oh my goodness, look at you, Sweetpea! You're all grown up!" she stated as looked me over. I didn't say much of anything; I could not contain the happy tears that ran down my face, and continued to hug that wonderful woman.
Looking back on the situation, I chuckle when I remember Eva's reaction to Gil Grissom. After ending our massive hug, I and wiping the tears from my face, I quickly ran back to Grissom. "Griss, I want you to meet my old friend, Eva," I stated with a grin, as I grabbed his arm and pulled him in Eva's direction. "Eva, I would like you to meet a friend of mine. His name is Gil Grissom. Grissom this is Eva, Eva this is Grissom," I said. Eva and Grissom both politely acknowledged one another, and started a friendly conversation, while I went back to get Melody and J.R.
When I retuned with Melody in tow, I was mortified to see that Eva had produced a photo album that contained highlights of all of my rather embarrassing moments from my forgotten childhood. If that wasn't bad enough, she was now proudly showing the pictures to Gil Grissom. I stopped dead in my tracks. 'Ohmygod!' my brain screamed at me as I felt the familiar rush of crimson flood by face.
I stood there for a few seconds embarrassed and dumbfounded. Grissom was listening intently as Eva was explaining each picture on the page with great detail. I saw that he seemed transfixed on the page, and gave each the signature 'Grissom Look' that I would go on to see millions of times again. I watched as he pursed his lips, as he seemed transfixed by the evidence in front of him. Blushing a little bit, I cleared my throat and announced that I had indeed re-emerged. Eva and Grissom both looked up grinning at me. I knew that this was going to be a long night!
I introduced Melody to Eva, and it wasn't long before she too got hooked into some of my most embarrassing childhood memories. (Luckily, she did not mention the unhappier ones). Soon though, I got over the embarrassment of having my pictures flashed in front of both Grissom's; I started to thoroughly enjoy myself. The five of us stayed in the coffee shop for a few hours talking and eating Eva's delicious "to die for" cinnamon buns.
Finally, the time had come for us to make our way back to the hotel. We were all out much too late as it was. Melody decided that she was going to stay with Grissom for the evening, because she was tired. I parted with Eva, and told her that I would definitely be back tomorrow. That woman and I had some serious catching up to do! As she hugged me goodbye, Eva whispered "Whatever you do, hang on to him! And if you don't want him, ask him if he likes older women!" I looked back at her and broke out into a series of giggles. "I will do that," I replied as soon as I could catch my breath.
Grissom, Melody, and I returned to the hotel a little after 12:45AM Entering the lobby, I gave Melody a hug goodbye, and told her that I would see her again soon. She insisted that Grissom walk me back to my hotel room, to make up for not opening the door earlier, and departed with a knowing smile. Like the distinguished gentleman that he was, Gil Grissom made sure that I got back to my hotel room in one piece. "Thank you for a wonderful evening," I said with a smile once we got back to my door.
"No, Sara, thank you," he said quietly with a smile that turned my knees into Jell-O once again. "Are we still on for breakfast tomorrow?" I asked brightly, hoping that he would still say yes. "Of course!" he replied smiling again. "Good!" I replied. The next thing I knew, I felt myself reaching up and caressing the handsome face in front of me. Briefly, I felt the contours of his face, and let my fingers slide down to the cleft in his chin. The next few moments were downright blissful as I felt Gil Grissom pull me closer to him. Then bliss turned into sheer heaven as he leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips.
To Be Continued: Read & Review Please
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