A/N I hope you guys like the new story I'm trying to get it up and I really hope it worked! I want to write so badly right now but writer's block is taking over, I know what I want to do later but not now. Anyone have a greyhound here? We're getting one this summer! Very exciting! Anyways enjoy the writing! Thank you so much to my BETA, Mel. You are FANTASTIC! I made some changes to this chapter.

Disclaimer: Sorry, I forgot this. I don't own any characters from CSI.

Chapter 2: Bare Skin

What she wanted now was a hot shower. Sara stretched slightly in the waiting room, watching intently as Grissom signed her out of the hospital. For someone 15 years older than her, she had surprisingly strong feelings for him.

He glanced over his shoulder at her and she rolled her eyes

"I'm fine!" she called for the fifth time.

He smiled and came back to her "Well, you're free. Ready to go?"

She grabbed his outstretched hand and pulled herself out of the chair. "Ready"

He drove her home in silence. She seemed to be contemplating something so he let her alone.

When he pulled up at her apartment she turned to face him again "Thanks Griss, for everything."

He smiled, his hand gently brushing up against hers "My pleasure"

She pushed the door open, and he watched her as she sauntered up the steps to her apartment. He sighed as she entered the apartment. Come on Griss! Tell her how you feel! He shoved his thoughts to the back of his mind and started the ignition. Before he drove away, he glanced up and his breath caught in his throat.

Sara had forgotten to pull her blinds down and was pulling her top off, exposing the creamy skin on her back. Grissom felt shivers run up and down his spine as she moved to the blinds and pulled them down

'She is the most beautiful creature I have seen in my life,' he thought with a sigh. He turned in the parking lot and pulled away, shaking his head and trying desperately to forget the sight of Sara's bare skin.

Sara tossed her shirt to the floor and slid her pants off, heading to the bathroom. She flicked the shower on, letting it warm up as she slid her bra and panties to the floor.

She turned in front of the mirror, looking at her back and found herself fighting back tears again as she looked at the long silver, white line that fell from her shoulder to midway down her back.

She brushed the tears away quickly and got in the shower. As she reminisced on the day the tears came back, persistent and rough. Her shoulders shook with sobs and she allowed herself to fall to her knees, the hard tile painful and slick. She leaned back against the shower wall and finally let herself go. Anytime something like this happened or she had to deal with such cases, it tore her up. Emotionally spent, she got up and finished showering before heading off to bed, any tell tale marks of her outburst disappearing down the drain.

Sara walked into the building the next day projecting confidence and ready to work. The problems of yesterday had been left behind for the moment, but were not forgotten.

She greeted Catherine as she entered the changing room "Hey Cath"

Catherine turned "Hey Sara!" she said. "I heard about yesterday…you ok?"

Sara gave a weak smile "Yeah, I'm ok"

"Good"

Sara grinned; she was surprised at how close she and Catherine had become over the past four years. Spending quite a bit of time together, they had developed a mutual respect for one another.

"Hey Cath, you doing anything after work? I want to go out for some drinks"

Catherine shrugged "I have to get home by 7 to get Lindsay off to school but yeah sure, drinks sound great. Why don't you invite some of the guys?"

Sara nodded "Good idea"

She threw the last of her personal items into her locker and slammed it shut.

"See ya later" Catherine nodded and followed suit.

Sara collected her assignment from Grissom, giving him somewhat of a shy glance.

"Good morning Sara. You and Nick will be out at a hit and run today"

"Good morning Sara. You and Nick will be out at a hit and run today" Sara smiled "ok" she took the file and went hunting for Nick.

After a long stressful case Sara collapsed onto the lounge couch, a slender hand covering her eyes.

"Sara? You ready?"

Sara shifted her arm and saw Catherine standing in the doorway

"Hmm?"

Catherine grinned "Sara! We're going out for drinks. Warrick and Nick are waiting"

Sara sat up rubbing her eyes "Right...umm give me a minute, I have a change of clothes in my locker"

She dashed to her locker and stripped her top, searching for her outfit. She heard the door open and froze, glancing at herself. Gil Grissom strolled into the change room.

"Grissom! Get out!" she yelled.

He glanced up, not thinking and immediately regretted it. For the second time in 48 hours he had seen Sara with nothing but a bra on. He turned and exited his face a shade of bright purple.

Sara located her outfit and dressed quickly, throwing on some make-up for good measure. She left the change room and found Grissom outside the door

"Sara, I am so sorry, I...I didn't mean..." he stammered.

She grinned slyly "Like what you see?"

He gaped at her "What!"

"I said, do you like what you see?"

He just stared at her, his mouth hanging open "Yeah...I mean, Sara!"

Sara burst out laughing "That expression was priceless Griss. Hey why don't you come with us, we're going for some drinks"

He shook his head "No thanks…not my idea of fun"

Sara frowned "Fine" She turned and walked away. A short black skirt flattered her long slender legs and her tight red top, showed off her shoulders and breasts. Grissom sighed in contentment. Her hair fluttered at her shoulders and she walked with a slight bounce in her step.

"Sara" he whispered.

She turned "Yeah?"

"You look gorgeous"

Sara's grin widened and her cheeks flushed "Thank you Gil Grissom"

He smiled back "You know, maybe I will go for those drinks"

TBC…