Geeky Kind of Christmas 5/8
It wasa little after five and Sara was in her car heading to Grissom's after an incredibly long day. With it being Dec 23, she knew the stores would be packed with people. She was no idiot, but what amazed her most was how rude people seemed to be. She had seen a woman yelling at a store clerk because the store was out of the toy her child had to have for Christmas.
People never ceased to amaze her. But that was all over, and she was going to see the man she loved. She never in a thousand years dreamed she would have someone to spend the holiday with. And never in a million years did she think she would be spending it with Grissom. She smiled as she pulled into Grissom's driveway.
When she knocked, Grissom answered the door by giving her a quick kiss and ran back into the kitchen. Sara laughed as she walked inside and closed the door.
"Hello to you as well Grissom," she said setting her purse on the end table and walking into the kitchen.
"Sorry honey, just don't wanna burn anything."
Sara looked around the kitchen and noticed the enormous amount of food.
"Geez Grissom, it's just you and I. This is a lot of food!"
"Well, I know you're a vegetarian, I'll never forget that," he said eyeing her.
She just looked at her feet remembering the day she almost walked away from him. Grissom continued as Sara looked up again.
"I started making some fish and then halfway through, I remembered that some vegetarians don't eat fish either. So, that's when I panicked and started pasta, and now I've got about seven things going on at once," he sighed
She walked up to him and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"That is just about the sweetest thing I have ever heard. I know it's a little late, but I do eat fish," she smiled.
"It's okay, I'll just put what I started in the fridge and we can have the pasta tomorrow night."
"Let me do that," she said looking around the kitchen for some Tupperware.
"Thanks," he said
"Where did you learn to cook anyway?"
"I owe it all to Rachael."
"Rachael? Who's Rachael?" she asked a little defensively.
"Look in the cabinet above your head," he smiled.
She opened it and laughed at the sight before her. 13 cookbooks, all by Rachael Ray.
"Rachael Ray," she said giving a sigh of relief.
"Yeah on the Food Network,"
"I know who she is! I love her! So cute and bubbly, makes cooking look easy." Sara replied.
"She does doesn't she? It's funny, I was flipping through channels one night and she was making this pumpkin soup thing and I just started watching. Been hooked ever since she kinda draws you in."
"I think I love you even more now," she said putting the half cooked pasta in a bowl.
"Let's hope you still do after eating my cooking."
"Nothing could stop me from loving you," she said placing the last of the pasta dinner in the fridge.
She came up behind Grissom and wrapped her arms his waist and whispered in his ear, "Nothing."
As they enjoyed their meal, Sara took the time to observe her surroundings. She had only been to Grissom's house once before, and they were wrapped up in a case so she really didn't have time to look around. But, what she did notice was the apartment looked completely different because Grissom had Christmas decorations everywhere.
A huge tree was in the living room a few feet from the fireplace. The fireplace mantle was covered with little porcelain figures of a Christmas village. Garland hung from the ceiling and fake snow was on almost every surface. Grissom had really gone all out.
"When did you do all this?" she said placing some dishes in the dishwasher.
"I told you, I had some last minute Christmas shopping to do," he said handing her the last of the dishes.
"You did all of this today?" she asked.
"Yeah why?"
"All of this for me?"
"Of course! I told you this is going to be the best Christmas you ever had."
"You didn't have to do all this. All I need for Christmas is you," she said kissing him.
"You are an amazing woman."
"I know right!" she said in her best valley girl voice bouncing into the living room.
"I've got some movies on the coffee table, go ahead and pick one out."
"Dinner and a movie? What a romantic," she replied batting her eyes.
"Oh, it gets better. Check this out," he said pulling out a piece of firewood out and started to light the fireplace.
"What do you wanna watch?" she asked picking up the DVD's
"Anything that's on the table."
"Griss, these are all Christmas movies."
"Very good Sara. Now what's 2 +2?"
"Shut up!" she said tossing a DVD at him
"Well, I guess 'The Santa Clause' is out. To bad, I like Tim Allen," he said looking at the DVD she tossed him.
"OH! I want to see this one!" she exclaimed popping it into the DVD player. "I didn't know it was a Christmas movie?"
"Not really a traditional one, but it takes place around Christmas."
"Wait, you've seen it already?"
"Yeah. Catherine wanted someone to go with," he replied.
"You went out with Catherine?"
"Not as a date Sara. Just friends, kinda like you and Nick, you guys go to the movies together."
"Yeah well, I don't go see romantic movies with Nick," she pouted sitting down on the couch.
"If it makes you feel better, I fell asleep," he replied picking up the remote and joining her on the couch.
"A little."
Grissom pushed the menu button and leaned back into the couch. As the menu for 'Love Actually' came into view, he pushed play and the movie started. Sara crawled up to Grissom laying down across his chest.
He adjusted them so she was nestled between his legs with her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her as they watched the movie. Throughout the movie, Sara traced Grissom's chest with her fingers, and he placed the occasional kiss on her lips. But somewhere during the course of the movie both fell asleep.
A few hours later Sara woke up. She opened her eyes and smiled when she realized where she was. She looked at the TV which showed the movie's menu. The clock beside the TV read 1:35 and Sara moved slightly which made Grissom tighten his hold around her.
"Grissom?" she whispered.
"Hmmm," he replied
"It's 1:30 I think I should ... "
" ... stay here Sara. Don't leave," he said kissing the top of her head.
"You sure?" she asked.
He sat up slightly reaching around the back of the couch grabbing a blanket. Sara reached for the remote and turned the TV off. She helped Grissom pull the blanket over them and snuggled back into his arms. She kissed his neck before the both drifted back to sleep.
The room glowed from the lights on the tree, the slightly burning fire in the fireplace, and love radiating from the couple on the couch.