Title: Pushing Forward or Pulling Back

Rating: PG (for now)

Disclaimer: Wish they were mine… alas they are not

Summary: 1st fic… Just trying things out. Is Sara moving on without Grissom? GSR baby!

Sara stared into her coffee mug as she sat in the breakroom, lost in her own thoughts. Nick walked in, and she continued to stare.

"Hey Sar? You ok?" Nick asked.

"What?" Sara's head shot up. "Yeah I'm fine. Just a little tired I guess"

"Sara Sidle, tired? Wow did you see that?" Nick asked looking out the window.

"What?" Sara questioned peering over his shoulder.

"I think a pig just flew by"

"Ha ha. Very funny Nick. You should be a comedian."

"But seriously Sara. What's wrong?"

"Nick, I'm fine."

"No your not. I know you. You never smile anymore. There is so much tension between you and Grissom. What's going on between you two anyway?"

"Nothing is going on between us" Sara answered.

"Maybe that's the problem."

"He has made it quite clear that he doesn't want me. And well I've been thinking that it is time to move on. I mean I'm getting older and all my colleagues are starting to get married. I want to find someone that will wants to be with me and start a family. I can't wait forever Nick. I need to be loved".

"Good for you Sara. Although I think your wrong about him loving you. I see the way he looks at you. He never looks at any other woman the way he looks at you." Nick replied.

Grissom, assignments in hand ambled down to the break room when he overheard Sara say:

"Well I did tell him he would be too late if he ever figures this out. But I think I have to move on. I'm losing myself. I'm not the same person that walked through those doors six years ago."

Grissom stopped short of the door way as Sara continued:

"And as a matter of fact. I'm going on a date tomorrow night."

"Sara Sidle? On a date? Brrr… I think hell just froze over" Nick retorted.

"Oh your hilarious."

"So tell me. What's his name? Where do you know him from?"

"Whoa Whoa! Slow down Nick. What are you? A teenage girl?" Sara chuckled. "He lives a couple doors down from me. He helped me with my groceries the other day and we sort of talked for a while. And, well, he kinda asked me out."

"Kinda?" Nick questioned.

"Just a trial date. Dinner and a movie. And we both agreed we would see where it goes from there."

"Well good luck with that. I hope it goes over well" Nick replied.

"Thanks. Where is Grissom anyway? He was supposed to be here 5 minutes ago to hand out assignments"

Outside the door Grissom was trying to regain his composure. Sara, his Sara, was going out on a date with another man. No wait, Gil, she is not YOUR Sara. You turned her down remember. Yes, I do remember. I'll never forget that look on her face and her warning "You could be too late". Am I too late?

Grissom put on his unemotional façade, composed himself, and walked into the breakroom like nothing happened.

TBC… maybe? Feedback would be greatly appreciated because this is my first fanfiction. I want your honest opinions!