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AN: Thanks to Kristy for pushing me to write this and for beta reading hugz. It's my first fic ever. So please review so I can do better next time ;-)
Summary: They just enjoy...
„You're kidding, aren't you?" Sara asked in disbelieve.
She looked at the woman on the other side of the counter and shook her head. That had to be a joke, a really bad one in Sara's opinion. That couldn't be true. The assistant from American Airlines had just told Grissom and her that their flight back had been cancelled because of a thunderstorm over Las Vegas. Sara looked at Grissom and saw a slight anger in his eyes. 'How can he stay that calm anyways?' she wondered. It was 6 p.m. on Thursday night, they had tough four days behind them and both were looking forward for the flight home and the two days off. They felt burnt out after that days in Chicago where they visited a seminar about new methods for securing of evidence. The days had been really stressful and both of them just wanted to go home.
"Ok", Sara said, sighing heavily, "how do expect us to go home now?", she asked the woman opposite of her. Grissom still said nothing but Sara mentioned with a sideway glance that his jaw muscles strained a little what was an unmistakable sign of his inner tension. "I'm sorry, Ma'am" the assistant said with a slightly bored voice. It was obvious she had had this conversation a few times in the last couple of minutes and got used to every single way of reaction. "What we can offer you is a motel room near the airport for the time you have to stay here and that we call you as soon as the flight will be resheduled. Or you can stay here at the airport if you like to." "We wait here", Sara said, feeling the anger and frustration raising up again. "No!", his words were hardly audible and Sara threw an questioning look at Grissom. He looked tiered, dark circles under his eyes. "Did you just say no?" Sara asked him. For the first time since they had heard about their cancelled flight Grissom looked at her. His eyes were lightly reddened but still that dark blue she could loose herself in every time he looked at her. "Yes Sara, I just said no. We won't stay here at the airport. And don't even think about discussing this", he said just as Sara opened her mouth to answer. "We are both dead tired and need to rest. And we wouldn't get any rest here at the airport. Where is the motel and how do we get there?", he asked while turning his gaze away from Sara and to the assistant, who was rummaging some papers on her desk. She looked up at Grissom, told them the adress of the motel and offered them to call a cab. Grissom and Sara grabbed their bags and walked out of the airport.
Sara inhaled the cold air outside the building and felt her mood calm down a little bit. 'At least I'm here with him and not with anyone else', she told herself, a little smile crossing her face. The cab arrived and Grissom told the driver the adress of the hotel after storing their bags in the trunk of the car. Sara and Grissom both took place in the back of the car.
Grissom closed his eyes and rested his head on the back of the seat. Sara looked at him, studied his face which was somehow relaxed now, memorizing every little detail. The fine wrinkles around his eyes, the beard which covered his jawline and made him look even sexier in Sara's eyes. She saw his chest moving with every breath he took. A warm and familiar feeling rose up her stomach and directly to her heart. She loved this man sitting next to her in the cab more than she ever thought she was able to love anyone in her life. Even if she knew he didn't feel the same way for her or at least she thought he wouldn't, she wasn't able to just ignore her feelings or turn them off.
While watching him and thinking about her feelings Sara felt the sleep slowly overtaking her body and mind. The familiar dream came to her mind and she sighed happily in her sleep. She felt his hands on her body, his touch soft and careful with every move of his hands. She heard him softly call her name and she smiled. Then she heard her name again what was not like the other dreams had been before. Sara still felt his hands on her but now he was shaking her softly and saying her name again. Sara blinked and realized his words. "We are there Sara, wake up."
They checked in at the motel, Grissom paid for the two rooms and after getting their keys they headed for their rooms. Before they had left the airport the assistant had told them that their flight back to Las Vegas wouldn't start before the next morning so they had a full evening to spent at the motel. They reached their rooms and Grissom looked at Sara. "So here we are. I have the room directly across the floor. Do you feel hungry? I saw a small restaurant near the motel. We could go there and get something for dinner." She smiled and nodded. "Just give me ten minutes ok?", she asked and opened her room. As she closed the door she thought about what Grissom just said. He saw the restaurant? But he was sleeping. At least that was what she had thought. 'Calm down girl', she told herself, 'even if he didn't sleep he wouldn't have been able to see me staring at him on our way here.' She took a deep breath, unpacked a few of her things and headed for the bathroom.
In his room Grissom smiled to himself. Even he hadn't been able to actually see her he had felt her staring at him all the time. Up to the point she had fallen asleep. Then it had been his time to look at her intensly, memorizing every detail of her face just as Sara had done before. She loved her face, could remember her dark brown eyes everytime he closed his own. With her around him he always had the feeling to be complete. In every single way. But he couldn't give her what she wanted from him, what he longed for for a long time now. He wasn't what she deserved. He was too old and even if she stayed with him for a while, she soon would recognize it wouldn't work between them. And then she would leave him and that was something he couldn't deal with. He had pushed her away and hurt her more than once. He knew that. But he decided during the four days in Chicago that he at least could enjoy the time he had with her. Just to have her around, see her laugh, see her purse her lips while she was thinking, see her look at him with her dark brown eyes and just feel alivewhile beeing with her. He looked at his watch, realizing the ten minutes she had asked for were passed and headed for her room. He knocked on the door and Sara opened with a smile he knew she reserved for him. "Ready?", he asked and as she nodded he let her leave her room and together they walked out of the motel and down the street.
It was still cold and Sara shivered a little. They walked the way to the restaurant in silence and he hold the door open for her once they reached it. Sara entered the restaurant and was stunned. That was one of the cutest restaurants she had ever seen in her life. There were only a few tables in this room, most of them were placed in small alcoves, all were made up of dark wood. A large fireplace with a fire in it was placed on the wall across the entry and the only lights in the room came from the candles which seemed to be everywhere. A young man made his way across the room and greeted Sara and Grissom with a big smile. After taking their jackets he led them to one of the alcoves and laid the menus on the table. After checking with Sara Grissom ordered two glasses of red wine and the young man left and returned shortly after that with the glasses. He took their orders and left again. Sara watched the red liquid in her glass circling around then took a sip. She put her glass back on to the table and then looked up at Grissom. She met his gaze and saw the light of the candle on their table reflect in his blue eyes. "I called Cathrine and told her about our cancelled flight and that we don't know when we'll be back", he said before taking a sip from his wine. She nodded, sat back in her chair and looked around the room. Except of an elderly couple they were the only visitors and Sara enjoyed the atmosphere in this restaurant. For the first time in four days she could relax and just enjoy her time with Grissom. And enjoying it was what she wanted to do.
Sara looked back at Grissom who was still staring at her. She smiled softly. "So... what are we gonna do if we can't leave tomorrow morning?", she asked after taking another sip from her wine. He shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know yet. Let's just hope that we can leave tomorrow and go back home. Otherwise we will stay here and find out another way to get back. Or we could just stay and enjoy the little time off. We both have enough overtime to take off a few weeks and I guess the guys at the lab will be able to handle a few days without us." Sara couldn't help but smile while listening. "That somehow sounds like you want the flight to be cancalled again...Is this the same Grissom who was talking like a child after unwrapping the christmas gifts and can't wait to play with them? You were so excited after the seminar and couldn't wait to test some of the new methods and now you're talking about staying here?", she said with a girlish grin on her face, winking at him. He blushed slightly but returning her grin he said, "Well, I'm still excitied but anticipated pleasure outweighs contemporaneous pleasure." Sara looked at him confused at first but seeing the twinkle in his eyes she couldn't help but laugh. Grissom joined her and they both didn't stop until the young man returned with their dinner. They had a great time, laughing and talking about a lot of things and just enjoying their time. After they finished their dinner they sat for two more hours just talking and having a good time. After Sara had covered up a yawn for the third time Grissom paid the bill and they left the restaurant. It was now ice cold outside. Sara shivered and entwined her arms around her body. Without a word Grissom removed his jacket from his shoulders and wrapped it around Sara. She smiled thankfully at him and with a light conversation they went back to the motel.
They stood in front of Sara's door, the tension building up between them, almost tangible. "I... uhm... I had a great evening Sara. Thank you for that." "I have to thank you", she said, smiling shyly. Before she knew what she was doing she bent forward and placed a little kiss on Grissoms cheek. When she realized what she just had done she felt the heat rising to her cheeks. She stumbled another good night to Grissom and closed the door behind her, leaning back at it and breathing heavily. 'I didn't do that, I didn't do that', she stumbled to herself. 'Yes, I did. Come on, it was nothing. Just a little good night kiss. Nothing special,' she tried to calm herself down. On the other side of the door stood a smiling Grissom.
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