Title: Precious Moments
Author: Lifeguard
Rating: K, for now
Spoilers: Gum Drops (s.6), Butterflied, Play With Fire, Unbearable and any other GSR episode
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! I am just borrowing the characters for awhile. Insert evil laugh here.
Summary: Something more went on that night in Sara's hotel room, and now her and Grissom must deal with what follows.
Author's Note: Ok, I know that Gum Drops hasn't even aired and its already been over done, and the whole theme of this story has been done before in many different ways, but I just had to write this, because if I don't then its just going to roll around in my head and take up precious space I need for essays, exams and class. So humour me with reading it, and please leave reviews, they make me smile!
There was nothing worth watching on the TV, but maybe it was because she wasn't staying on one channel for more than a minute. Or was it because she couldn't focus on what was flashing before her? She didn't normally watch television, there was always work to do, and personally she thought there had to be a better way to use your brain then letting it melt while watching some mindless reality show. She turned it off, and sighed loudly, laying back on her bed. She could go over the case files again, but what for? They had gone over them numerous times, exhausting the words on the paper. Besides, she'd lost her edge when they had left the crime scene, her mind screaming for a mental break. Yet the thoughts of the little girl still missing were not far away, and even more prominent were the reflections on how he had treated her today. She closed her eyes, not wanting to think about him again, about what had happened earlier.
Suddenly she was jolted out of her private moment by a knock on the door. She figured it was one of the guys, they had probably forgotten their toothpaste or something like that.
She walked over to the door, and opened it, not expecting the person standing on the other side. She nearly closed the door on him, but he spoke first.
"Greg snores."
It was probably the most absurd thing that he could have possibly said to her. She gave him a quizzical look, raising one eyebrow.
"So…" she said.
"Really loudly. I was wondering if I could share with you, I'll sleep on the floor."
She made a move to shut the door, but he stopped it with his hand.
"Why should I let you in here?" she said, angered by his request and move.
He sighed, and let go of the door, expecting it to slam in his face. Instead, she kept it open a crack, almost waiting for him to respond. He looked at her and saw the irritation on her face, and deeper, in her eyes, hurt.
"Sara, about today…I had no right to treat you that way," he caught her gaze, "I'm sorry," he turned around to walk away, regretting coming to her door in the first place.
To his surprise, she opened the door and gestured for him to follow her into the room. She sat down on the bed, and studied him.
"Can you forgive me?" he asked softly.
"Yes," she said slowly, "This case is taking it's toll on all of us. I know your under the same pressure we are, especially because there is a child involved. I know it's upsetting me."
"I know what you mean. I can't keep her face out of my head," Grissom replied, moving a little closer to the bed where Sara was sitting.
"Me too. I just don't understand who would do that to a child, to their family…"
She sniffled and realized she had tears in her eyes. She didn't want to cry, but the reminder of what they were in the town for, the weight of the day, lack of sleep and him all seemed to come down on her at once.
She swiped at the hot tear that was making it's way down her face, embarrassed by her reaction. But she couldn't help it, and then another one was running down her cheek.
She was crying. He saw the wet streaks on her face, saw her try to hide them from him and his heart broke for her. He knew she had to be taking the case hard because of her own childhood. He walked over to the bed, and instead of just holding her hand like the last time she broke down in front of him, he stroked her shoulder gently, and started to murmur soothing words.
"Oh honey, don't cry. We'll find her," he whispered, and without thinking, he pulled her into his arms.
She stiffened in his arms for a moment, not knowing if it was real, that he was holding her. This wasn't right. She was supposed to be getting over him. He wasn't doing this. This was Grissom, the man without emotions. But she couldn't keep up with the rational side of her brain. She just wanted to be in that moment, in that fantasy, if only for a minute. So she relaxed, and cried, letting all her emotions out in his arms as he held her.
He embraced her, not knowing what else to do but stroke her hair and try and comfort her. He knew it was wrong, he knew this was a step backwards, but all he wanted was to just be there with her, to try to recapture what he had pushed away if only for a moment.
After awhile she pulled away, and looked at him, embarrassed again about what had happened.
"Grissom, I'm sorry…" she tried to say.
"No, you have nothing to be sorry for. It's alright," he answered gently, and then, in another un-Grissom-like move, reached up and stroked her cheeks with his thumbs, wiping away her tears.
She leaned into his caress, savouring the moment. She closed her eyes. He was so close to her she could smell him, and it was the best smell in the world to her.
She was beautiful to him, and he took in every detail of her face at that moment, committing it to memory. He watched her brown eyes, and then she closed them and he knew he had to do it, there was no other time.
He leaned in, closing the few inches that separated their faces, and he kissed her.
Her eyes flew open in complete shock as she felt his lips on hers. And then she melted, melted into his mouth, into his arms, and into her fantasies. She didn't care what would come of this, only lived in the precious moment.
To Be Continued….
Like it? Love it? Hate it? Let me know! I LOVE reviews! And please, if anyone wants more CSI angst/suspense stuff, my other new story "When Time Stands Still" has been up for awhile, and has no reviews yet. It's getting lonely. I'll hopefully have another chapter up for this story soon! Byes, Lifeguard.