Mixed Nuts -----------------------------------------
"I swear, if were locked in here much longer I'm going to freak out!" Sara hissed "Going to freak out, what do you call this?" Jim asked cautiously
Sara said nothing further but just shot him an evil look that told him to drop the subject. They were going on two hours now...two hours locked in the utility closet at the far end of the lab, the one that just had junk in it. Things like ladders, "wet floor/peligro" signs, decorations from the 02' Christmas party as well as other bits of junk. For his part, Grissom was sitting quietly, systematically reading the labels of every bottle of whatever was on the shelves, periodically looking up at Jim and Sara only to grin at their current state. None of them had their cells on them at present, so they were screwed. This was truly an experiment in patience and a great opportunity to observe people trapped in close quarters for long periods of time. As he sat back and read the label from a tub of Maxi-Tabs he could tell things were heating up. Sara was getting more animated and Jim's face was turning red.
"I gotta pee, I'm hungry, this place stinks and I want out!" she shouted "Look, we're at the other end of the lab, no one comes down here but Bobby D, and he's not due in for another 4 or 5 hours. So just sit tight and wait." Jim explained, turning to Gil who nodded the affirmative
"Five hours to hold my water. Five hours with him reading the inactive ingredients of AJAX and five hours of you telling me to shut up...Aaagh!" she shouted, jumping up and hammering on the door
Standing up, himself, Jim approached carefully and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Sara...sit down, shut up and calm down"
"Or what, you'll arrest me?"
Without thinking, he took her face in his hands and kissed her full on the lips and mouth. They stood like that for a few moments, Grissom still sitting on the floor, now looking at them instead of his bottle of Grease-B-Gone. This was truly unexpected, Jim kissing Sara. However, it worked. She certainly shut up, eventually sat down and for the better part of an hour she sat quiet, just staring from Grissom to Jim and back, almost as though she were expecting him to say something, but he didn't, he just sat there, replaced the Grease-B-Gone and picked up a box of Borax.
An hour still longer, Sara finally spoke.
"Well, that certainly shut me up. Got anything to stop me freaking out?"
Smiling inwardly, he replied.
"Toss me your wallet"
"What"
"Toss me your wallet."
Reaching into her back pocket, she pulled out her wallet and tossed it at him and he did the same. They sat there rifling though each other's private things and the silence was broken when Sara pulled a photo out and held it for Jim to see.
"When was this taken"
Leaning in a bit and examining it more closely, he smiled.
"That's from a trip I took to Washington, DC a couple of years back"
"Who's the girl and why is she licking your face"
"An old friend"
"I would imagine so, since she's giving you a tongue bath."
A little later they all heard the shuffling of feet and Grissom jumped up and flew over to the door, knocking hard on it and calling out.
"Bobby, get us out of here."
Slowly the door opened and Grissom came flying out and running down the hall, throwing open the bathroom door. Jim and Sara, however, slowly got up, handed each other back their wallets and ambled down the hall to the locker room. Grabbing her coat, she smiled as Jim stood there in the doorway.
"How bout' breakfast?" he asked "Sounds like a plan." she replied
They left arm in arm with Gil still in the men's room trying to compose himself. Finally, in his office, he was visited by Catherine on her way home. Looking at him, she grinned.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked
"I just spent four hours locked in a storage closet with Jim and Sara. I swear, one minute longer and I've throttled them both. What with her screaming and his going through her wallet asking , "What's this?", "Where's this from?". Good thing Bobby decided to come in early or I'd have cracked their skulls.
The End