Seated at the diner down the street from the lab, Jim and Sara just sort of sat in companionable silence as they ate their breakfast, she her fruit salad and he his monster sampler. Trying not to be too obvious, Sara watched Jim eat. For some strange reason she had always liked to watch Jim eat. He wasn't a shoveler like a lot of men, he took small, delicate bites, chewed with his mouth closed and on the odd occasion that he did have food in his mouth when he spoke, he courteously tucked it into one of his cheeks so as not to show the masticated whatever. For her part, Sara more rearranged the food on her plate, eating the odd grape or piece of melon. Jim had noticed that Sara never ate much but didn't believe she had any sort of eating disorder. She was thin, that wasn't in dispute, but in his opinion she could stand to gain a few extra pounds.

When they had finished they took a stroll down the promenade looking into casinos and store windows. Sara's mind had been occupied all day, since the kiss, and she kept asking herself why he'd done it. It wasn't unpleasant, far from it, but she was just wondering and the not knowing was killing her, she hated not having the answers she wanted. Finally, outside Circus Circus, she stopped in mid stride and watched as Jim kept walking, oblivious to the fact she was no longer by his side. It took about six or seven good yards until he stopped and turned round', seeing her standing and staring at him. He smiled wide and returned to her side, taking her hand in his, stroking the back of it with his thumb. The contact wasn't a surprise as they'd held hands before, usually when he'd be helping her up from a squatting position or climbing form the truck……he was a gentleman like that, but the rubbing was new; again, not unpleasant, but new and different. He led them down a little further when she stopped again, this time still holding his hand and stopping him with her. He could tell that she had something on her mind and he'd wagered himself a buffalo nickel that he knew what it was. A smile still on his face, he just sort of looked at her and raised his eyebrow in that way that she loved. He had that glint in his eyes, too and the lines that some call "crow's feet", but she called "twinkle eye lines" were very present. She loved when he smiled. His whole face lit up and she loved it. Silently she stood there until he said four words.

"Because I wanted to."

Blinking several times and staring, mouth hanging open, she just looked at him. With his index finger under her chin he closed her mouth for her. The corner of his mouth turned up a bit, forming a smirk. All she could do was stand there and stare at him like some sort of confused dog, her head cocked to the side. Then he spoke again.

"It was either that or having you continue to freak out. Grissom was fine with his bottle reading but you needed something to take your mind off the situation. The wallet thing is also a sure fire thing. People always wanna know but they're afraid to ask. They see a fat wallet and see credit cards, photos and other stuff. I figured by being nosy that would take your mind off of the fact that we were stuck in a broom closet." He explained

Still stuck on "Because I wanted to", Sara continued to stand there looking at him. Smiling more heavily, now, he took a careful, but careful step toward her and spoke softly.

"You want me to do it again?"

Stepping back to see the expression on her face, he laughed heartily and leaned n, placing a light peck of a kiss on her cheek.

"Come on, Sar, let's get out of here. How does "Jackass" sound to you?"

"Um…….Uh……..Mmmmm…….." was all she could manage

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Before she knew where she was and what was going on she pulled up behind Jim in his drive and they were walking up the front walk and he was opening the door for her. She'd never been to his house before. She'd always wondered what it looked like inside. Was it a bachelor's pad or was it neat and tidy, like his office? Taking her by the hand, he gave her the grande tour, explaining as they walked through the place.

Ending up back in the living room, Sara sat on the couch watching Jim on his hand sand knees in front of the entertainment centre, his butt wiggling back and forth slightly as he looked for the dvd and hummed some random tune to himself. Unable to take her eyes off of Jim's rather muscular rump, she quickly found herself having some very naughty thoughts that, hard as she tried, she couldn't get them out of her mind. Seeing the reflection in the glass mirror like doors of the centre, Jim smiled to himself and when he located the dvd he popped it in and turned round'.

"You want anything while I'm up?" he asked

Still struggling with the image of his butt in her brain, she just gave a limp wristed wave to the negative. Moments later he returned and sat on the couch beside her, kicking off his shoes and propping his feet up on the coffee table.

"Kick em' off. Make yourself comfy." He said, nudging her

Sara tried to make herself as comfortable as her body would allow but she couldn't help but notice his proximity. Not that he was sitting on her, but he was pretty damned close to it…….maybe a few inches. As the movie started she sank back into the warm, fluffy folds of the couch and closed her eyes, telling herself that it would only be for a minute.

Hours later Sara woke up on an unfamiliar couch, in an unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar house. Sitting bolt upright and looking around she could see the back of Jim's head sitting at the computer and seeing the glare on the monitor, he smiled.

"Good afternoon. Did we sleep well?" he asked cheerily

Looking at her watch, she yawned and rubbed her eyes.

"How long was I out?"

"All through the movie. I figured you might get cold so I covered you up and removed your shoes then laid you out flat. You looked in dire need of some good sleep. Its almost time to go in. If you wanna shower, you're more than welcome. I took the liberty of grabbing your spare bag from your trunk. I hope you don't mind." He said, swiveling round' in his desk chair

"Yeah, give me fifteen minutes." She said

All through her shower Sara wondered what the hell was going on. First Jim had kissed her, then they went out for breakfast, then they went to his place and then she fell asleep. She wasn't uncomfortable, she actually felt quite at home once she'd woken up fully. Stepping from the shower, toweling herself off and dressing, she wondered what, if anything she should say to him in regards to the day's events. Deciding to just keep her yap shut, she tied her boot laces and when she emerged from the bathroom Jim was standing there with a travel mug in hand, she smiled and took it from him.

Outside, as Sara had her coffee, Jim took accepted the keys from her and drove them to the lab. When they got there it was still a bit early yet, so they sat in the car for a bit and just chatted a bit.

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Crossing the parking lot at the lab, Grissom's attention was drawn to the sound of laughter coming from a car parked a few spaces away from where he was. He walked one row over and out of the corner of his eye he could see Jim and Sara joking about something. At the time he didn't know why, but he suddenly got very hot and felt a sort of jealousy at seeing Jim and Sara obviously having a good time.