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Getting over Grissom
Chapter one
Why some days do I feel over him, over it? Other days I just can't get him out of my mind. The painful bittersweet emotions tug at my heart. This has to end. "No it is already over. I am no longer in Love with Gil Grissom."
Heading back to the lab after a week's vacation, Sara feels refreshed, ready to face the world of crime. She smiles at her reflection in the mirror, trying to convince herself of what she is going to do. It started eight days ago when she left for vacation, today was the first test to her new policy. "I need to go in there and get the first encounter over with." She doesn't move. She stares ahead of her at the dashboard of the Denali. You are letting the feelings for him get in your way, Sara. With that thought she climbs out of the SUV and heads for the doors leading to the lab. Her home away from home.
She walks into the building, feeling almost like a homecoming, the familiar surrounding and smells. She passes by a few co-workers she has worked with occasionally, most of them lab techs from swing shift. They're getting ready to go home as the night shift crews are crawling in. She nods hello in greeting, not wanting to be drawn into conversation. She knows any gossip she needs to know she can count on Greg Sanders sharing with her. She smiles to herself and hikes up her bag on her shoulder as she thinks of the lab technician turned CSI. He'd also become a close friend, whose antics could always be counted on for a laugh. She pauses for a moment as she notices the door to her supervisor's office open. She closes her eyes and swallows hard. She walks forward knowing it is now or never. The crush ends now.
She walks up to the door and rests her shoulder against the doorjamb. She watches her boss for a few moments waiting for him to notice her there. He is buried in paperwork. Trying to make out the document in front of him, he squints his eyes with a frustrated glare, pushing his glasses farther up his nose he shakes his head, and reaches into the pile for another document. Sara can't help but smile at boyish confusion on his face. So adorable. She finally taps lightly on the jamb, watching the blue eyed Gil Grissom as he looked up from his hated paperwork, ready to unwind on anyone who dare distract him.
"Sara." He pulls his glasses off and gives her a welcoming smile. He drops his glasses on the stack of paperwork as he stands. "Welcome back. How was your week off?"
"Great Grissom, just great. I just wanted to say thank you for giving me the time off at such a short notice." Her voice almost apologetic.
"It was no problem Sara, Sofia covered for you." He watched her curiously as she rolled her eyes. "Is something wrong Sara?"
"Oh nothing." She smiles gritting her teeth. "There something I need to say to you."
"What is it Sara, you can tell me anything?" He looks worried and tries to search her eyes, for an answer.
"Yeah right." Sara growls under her breath. "I just wanted to let you know… "She swallows hard, trying to find the nerve, to blurt out her practiced words. "I'm officially over you."
"Okay." He looks away from her quickly. He looks down at his hands, as if they will somehow come up with the right answer.
"Look Grissom, I'm over it. This "crush" is done. I'm moving on. I'm not going to be mooning after you anymore like a sick little schoolgirl."
"Sara, I-I never thought about you- this like that." He stumbles over his words as if his brilliant mind can't come up with a complete sentence.
"You don't have to say anything. I just wanted to let you know." She gives him a mock smile as she turns to walk out.
"Let me know if there is anything I can do." His voice is low almost a whisper. "I mean to help you."
"Nothing Grissom, just do nothing, except maybe stay out of my way." She walked out the door. Not seeing the look of pain he let slip out for a moment from his emotionless mask he hides in.
Sara puts on a half smile as she walks down the hall. She tries to cover the pain she just caused the man she loves. Sara you no longer love him, remember that. She shakes her head clearing all thoughts of Grissom.
She walks into the locker room, putting her bag on the bench, she opens her locker. She smiles as Greg hugs her from behind.
"Sara, I'm so glad you are back. This place is just plan dull without a beauty like you." He gives her a winning smile.
"I heard you had a certain blonde around to keep you occupied." Sara rolls her eyes at the thought of Sofia.
"I'm a brunette man myself." He smiles at her brown locks. "Just don't tell Catherine." Sara just can't help but laughing at that. "I've got some of my special brew going in the lunchroom, especially for my favourite co-worker."
"And where is Cath, tonight?" Sara smirks as they walk towards the break room.
"She and Warrick were called in early for a mess of a crime scene. Four dead." He poured himself and Sara a cup of brewed heaven.
"Lucky them. I wonder if they'll be a decomp for me tonight." Sara smiles grimly into her cup. She takes a sip. "Thanks Greg, I really missed this stuff."
"More than me?" He sticks out his lower lip in a mock pout. Sara gives him an accusing glare. "You hurt me."
"Man, if she really wanted to, we'd never find your body." Nick walks in with a smile. "Sar, I really missed you. I for one am glad your back."?
"Thanks Nicky, I missed you too." She gives her adopted brother a glowing Sara Sidle smile. She sits down beside Greg who is flipping through a glossy magazine on the table. He leans over to show her an a picture, he is finds. ?They all look up and greet Sofia, with a slight smile.
"Welcome back Sara. Looks like my days on nights are drawing to a close." She smiles trying to be friendly to the woman who is glaring cold daggers her way.
"I guess so. I'm sure you'll be missed." Sara let's a little spiteful jealously slip into her words.
"Hey Sara, check this out." Greg draws her attention away, pointing to a picture in the magazine. "You would look amazing in that dress."
"I don't do dresses." She looks closer at the photo. "If you can call that scrap of material a dress. It shows more skin then dress."
"Exactly my point, Sara wearing next to nothing. Yummy." He grins at her as he looks her up and down. She is about to swat him with a Grow up Greg. When she notices Grissom looking over her shoulder at the ad.
"Nice choice Greg, now do you want to work, or gawk at Sara all night?"
"I can do both, I am good at multitasking you know." His smile fades as it meets with Grissom glare. " I-I was just volunteering to work with Sara." He shrugs his shoulders nervously as he moves away from Sara.
"Here comes the decomp." Sara mumbles under her breath. Grissom's glare moves from Greg to her.
"What was that?" Grissom growls. "Sorry no decomp, worse, you get to work with me tonight."
"Lucky me." Sara smiles, taken off guard by Grissom's assignments.
"Sofia, you are back to days, take the night off and get some sleep." Sofia smiles gracefully and walks out.
"Wow we now who your favourite CSI is." Nick tries to lighten the tense air in the room.
"You think so Nick, here you go, bloated floater on the lake."
"Gee thanks, just what I've always wanted." Nick smiles as he takes the slip of paper out of Grissom's hand.
"And take your comic sidekick with you." Grissom waves them on their way. Greg running for his life.