CJ Lauren: The oversleeping thing has nothing to do with whether or not Sara's pregnant. (The first time she overslept was before she and Grissom got together). I'd like to think she finally has the peace for a good nights sleep, due to the fact that Grissom finally allowed her to fully open up to her. (And the kiss might have helped).
On with the story!
A few weeks had passed and Sara became frustrated. Grissom had taken this 'best if we not mention anything' a little too serious for her likings. Every time she tried to bring up the subject of 'them' he reminded her that they weren't to talk about it at work. But work whas all they seemed to do.
She had lost het appetite for evidence somewhere between their romance and the point they were at now. Work didn't seem as important to her. She wanted to do it best she could, but it wasn't her life anymore.
Her nights in bed used to be spent with her wondering what Grissom would taste like, feel like, love like. She knew that now, that he was tender as she had expected him to be, but passionate, which had surprised her a little bit.
He had always seem so in control to her. While lovemaking he wasn't. He did have good body control -mind you- but it seemed he simply couldn't keep himself from touching her, loving her, once the game started.
Her nights now were filled with other thoughts. Thoughts about the world, about the future. Whenever she realized there was so many injustice, danger and confusion in the world she would cry her eyes out.
What the hell is wrong with me? What happened to the strong me? I thought I would be the happiest woman in the world after Grissom and I... But I'm not! I'm miserable! I just need to talk to him. Need to know why we haven't used every minute we could to be together.
She got up from the break room table and walked towards his office. She could see him through the glass wall, just sitting there, going over files like he always had and always would.
He looked up, already having heard her footsteps.
"Sara." He said with that soft and tender voice that she loved so much.
"We need to talk." She quickly said, not allowing herself to dwell on the soft soundwaves in that voice of his.
"About the case I presume?" He gave her a warning look.
"No Gris. Damn.. You know about what. You can't do this to me! Giving me what you think I need and then just taking it all away. A few weeks ago you were all heroic and possesive. You practically peeed all over me marking your territory. You followed me to the breakroom, said you wanted to talk to me in your office and that was it!"
"Sara..."
"Not finished yet!" She was aware of her eyes shooting fire at him. "I came down here then, expecting some kind of comforting, or even a mere acknowledgement of the fact that I meant more to you than just another employee. But within one day, ONE DAY Grissom, you had retreated behind that wall of yours and I couldn't get through again! Didn't that night -or the morning for that matter- mean anything to you?"
"You know it did."
"Then why Grissom? Why!"
Sara wasn't even sure she wanted to know. Well, she did want to know, but she still was afraid of getting hurt.
"I was afraid Sara! Those feelings I had when you and I were making love..." Did he just say LOVE? "... they were something I haven't felt ever before. I don't know how to handle that! I don't know what to do about that. How am I supposed to act around you? And I'm just, scared of getting hurt. I know you'll find someone else eventually and where does that leave me?"
"You're even dumber than I took you for aren't you? I have waited for you for years Grissom! Sure, I have had my bad moments in which I searched for love and value from someone else. You made me want to give up on you. You treated me like trash! And still... We're here. Because you seem to do the right thing at the right time over and over again. I threaten to resign, you send me an orchid, convincing me that your heart is not just a blood pump. I almost get fired for blowing up at Ecklie and you come around wanting to know the reason for it. You were the best sex I ever had. Because it -to me anyway- was the first time I made love in stead of just getting laid!"
Grissom whimpered at the 'getting laid' part, hoping no one had heard her. He hung his head.
"It's just. I need time. This is all new to me."
"It's new to me too." Sara simply stated.
"I know, but you're better at it than me. You can feel, you have emotions. I haven't had emotions in a very long time. Wouldn't allow myself."
"I'm not going to wait forever. I wish I could, but I can't."
Sara headed for the door.
"Sara..." She turned around.
"I just wondered uh..." Grissoms cheeks flushed.
God he's cute.
"About that morning you know... And we forgot... So uh.. Do you know anything yet?" He stammered.
"Had my period."
"Good..."
Sara left his office.
Okay so maybe this chapter was a little short, but at least I had no trouble whatsoever writing it! It came to me quite easily. Sorry for those of you that wanted Sara to be pregnant. We'll see about that... Lynn PS. R&R people!