Chapter 10: In His Arms
Promise you'll stay with me
Oh you don't have to ask me, you know you're all that I live for
You know I'd die just to hold you, stay with you
Somehow I'll show you that you are my night sky
I've always been right behind you
Now I'll always be right beside you – You By Evanescence
Sara looked at Grissom. Her arms nearly failing to support the weight of the box in her arms.
"Grissom. . ."
She wished that her voice was stronger and prayed that he did not hear the tremble in it,
"What are you doing here?"
"I. . . Can we talk inside Sara?"
She pursed her lips her determination coming back to her now in sudden force,
"No, Grissom. You can say what you need to say right here." when it looked as though he might protest she continued, "Or you can leave."
He nodded resigned, as if he had suspected she would say as much.
"Sara. . ." he started his voice catching on her name.
"Just say it Grissom, I really don't have time for this."
He stepped back, hurt by her words, not only because of the force behind them but also because he knew he deserved it. He closed his eyes and without thinking said the first thing that came to mind,
"I don't want you to go."
Sara rolled her eyes,
"Why Grissom? Because the lab needs me?"
"No!"
she was surprised by the force behind his words,
"No, Sara. Its because I - I . . ."
His voice petered out, and then he whispered,
"I need you."
Sara's breath caught, as she whispered,
"Why Grissom?"
He looked up with questions in his eyes,
"Why do you need me?"
His breathing came hard and fast,
"Because I can't live without you . . . I love you, Sara."
The box fell from Sara's hands, crashing to the ground and scattering clothing everywhere, Sara barely noticed. Her hand covered her face her fingers trembling against her lips.
"Sara. . ."
She was reaching out to him. Suddenly Grissom knew what to do. Stepping over Sara's belongings he gently guided Sara into her apartment. Shutting the door behind them, he turned and face her gathering her into his arms and holding her there for an eternity of seconds, letting her sob into his shoulder. Slowly Sara came back to herself, moving away from Grissom just enough to look him in the eye.
"Say it again."
Her face was skeptical, as if she thought she had imagined his earlier words,
" I love you, Sara."
As he said it his hand drifted up to caress her cheek, Sara smiled and leaned her face until his hand molded around it.
"I'm staying, Grissom."
A soft prayer of thanks fell from Grissom's lips, as he leaned forward and slowly pressed his lips to hers. She sighed against his lips and then pulled back to see that Grissom eyes were still closed. Reaching up once more, with both hands, she traced the contours of his face, running her fingers over the bristles of his beard, memorizing the sight and feel of him. There were a thousand things to be said, but this was not the time, this was the time for being in his arms. She smiled once more and then buried her face in his shirt. Held tightly in his arms, relishing the sent of her hair. She smiled loving him, being loved by him, they might fight, but at the end of the day this was where she belonged, warm, safe, loved, and held in his arms. She sighed his name, "Gil. . . I love you." and Grissom's heart beat just a little faster.
The End
A/N: Hey guys! Wow, you made it to the sappy end! Okay now, I'm thinking about writing a sequel. . . if I get more then 30 reviews on this story I will. Now. . . Review! You know ya love me : )
Fresley