'Why doesnt he say anything, why dont i ask what it was for?' Sara thought as she tried to fall asleep on Grissoms bed, he has taken the couch. Thoughts raced through her head about the kiss and how totaly different he acted afterward. He had held her close and just wasnt being his distant self. After a her arm started to hurt so she desided to get something to eat to maybe make her fall asleep. She walked quietly into the kitchen.
"...Sara... Sara... I'm sorry...No dont leave me"
'What in the world is he dreaming and why is he saying my name?' She thought walking into the kitchen.
"...Why didnt i ever tell you... Why could i never say"
'Say what?' Now she really wanted to know what he was dreaming about. She walked in to the living room and sat on the chair next to him, the room was dark and a bit chilly, all she could see was the outline of the blanket as it rose and fell in time with his breathing. "Grissom what are you sorry about?" She said softly to him.
No answer.
"Grissom, what are you sorry about?" She repeated just alittle louder this time.
"Not telling Sara." He said and turned over to face the back of the couch.
'Not telling Sara what?' She knew she wasnt going to get anything else out of him so she left him alone and went back to the room, food didnt sound so good anymore. 'What was he thinking?' She thought as her eyes closed until morning.
Grissom had been up since 7 he was sore and still tired from sleeping on the couch all night. "next time im sleeping on the floor." He got up and began to think of something to eat, 'Eggs? Bacon? no Sara doesnt like meat. ummm Waffles? Yeah Waffles sound good.' He began to fix the waffles waiting for Sara to awaken.
She awoke to the delicious smell of fresh coffee and Waffles. 'I didnt know Grissom could cook.' She jumped out of bed and walked into the kitchen to see Grissom covered in Bisquick. "Good morning." She said after a few minutes of watching him.
He turned quickly to see Sara's smiling face looking at him "Good morning, i hope you like Waffles"
"yes i do, actually they are one of my favorites."
"Mine too." He said turning back to his overflowing waffle iron.
"Anything i can do"
"No, oh dont forget to take your pills." He reminded her.
"Oh yeah, where are they"
"The bathroom cabnet above the sink. to the left side infront of the Advil i think"
"Do you mind if i take a shower really fast?" She asked looking at her oily hair.
"Go right ahead breakfast will be ready shortly, so hurry"
She
walked into the bathroom and started the shower. She opened the cabnet
to get out her Vicadin, which was exactly where he said it would be.
'Can
he really be this wonderful?' She thought to herself as she hurried
through her shower trying her best not to get her left arm wet.
"Breakfast
is ready," Grissom said knocking on the bathroom door "Come get it when
you're ready." He heard the water shut off and the shower door open.
"Okay, ill be right out." She called through the door.
"Yum,
Waffles!" She said exciting the bathroom with a trail of steam behind
her. Her Pajamas were sticking to her semi-dry body as she sat down.
"The Vicadin was exactly where you said it would be by the way"
"Thought it might be, after all i was the one who put it there." He smiled as he placed two waffles on her plate. "Syrup"
"Yes,
please." she gracefully took the syrup from him and poured it on her
waffles. He laughed as he watched her try to cut the two waffles with
her fork and smiled as her face lit up at the first bite.
After
breakfast can the wonderful challenge of getting dressed, she had
learned yesterday how hard it was to take off her clothes, mostly the
bra, and now came the impossible task of getting in on. "Grissom? Can I
borrow you for a second?" She finally desided to bring him in after a
ten minute argument with herself.
Grissom appeared in the room to
the site of sara in blue jeans and a green shirt pulled up in the back
to reveal an unfacined bra. "Im sorry, can you please fasen this?" She
smiled an embaraced smile and blushed as he walked over. She could see
him through the mirror on the wall. "Sure." He was dressed in khacky
pants and a black shirt with his glasses in hand. 'Oh help me be
strong.' He thought setting his glasses down at the foot of the bed, he
looked at every indent and curve in her back. When he fasened the
hooks, his fingers traced her shoulders adn spine creating chills on
her body, he watched her eyes close and face brighten in the mirror,
she rose still with her back to him. He moved closer to where their
bodies touched, his hands upon her shoulders he leaned into her and
kissed her neck he didnt know what came over him but he couldnt stop
kissing her, he turned her around to face him.
RING...
the annoying ring of Grissoms cell phone in his pocket had ruined the
moment, again! He didnt want to answer it, he wanted to stay here in
this moment. RING... with a sorrowful sign he removed the phone from
his pocket and answered it.
"Grissom." He mumbled as he turned and
strided out the door. Sara collected herself and pulled her shirt down.
She sat on the bed holding Grissoms' glasses waiting for his return.
"Sara!"
Grissom burst into the room. "They've got the guy." They both smiled
but each had a look of confussion with the same question in their minds.
'Where do we go from here?'