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An: Many many thanks to Rhee for beta reading! Also many thanks to Lisa and Myra!

this chap is about KissKiss, ByeBye

Sorry for not updating in the last weeks, wouldn't let me lock in from the pc I was using in france :( I'llupdate everytwo days from now on, I promise!

chapter 25

The boyish grin on his lips had not faded away yet when they entered his office and he locked the door behind her. He pulled her into his arms, pressing her back against his chest. While he began to nibble on her earlobe he let his hands move up and down her sides. She leaned into the embrace of his body and let her head drop back against the side of his.

"So you think that men with gray hair are attractive?" He whispered while he slowly tugged on her scarf until it didn't cover her neck anymore and slipped down to the ground.

"No," She answered softly. "I think that gray hair can be attractive, but it really depends on the person."

His hands continued their journey over her body and a quite moan escaped from the depth of her throat as he began making love to her neck with his mouth. Just the feeling of his beard against her soft skin created true wonders. "What about me?" He asked in between the hundreds of little kisses and licks.

"More…" She moaned softly. "More than attractive."

He smiled and slightly pulled away from her. "I don't think it would suit Hodges."

"You're scaring me." She turned around to face him. She could only grin about the confused expression on his face.

"I scare you?" He asked and raised his right eyebrow.

"You were thinking about Hodges's hairstyle while you were kissing me." She answered while she slipped her arms around his waist.

"And that scares you?" He threw an asking look at her.

"A bit. Makes me wonder what you think about while we're making love." She confessed.

He chuckled and closed the gap between them with a soft kiss. "Nothing to be scared of. Actually I pretty much don't think of anything specific at all, you never give me the chance to think." Then his lips devoted themselves to her neck again.

"As much as I like this… we should not do this here…" He ignored her comment and continued. "Griss… we are so going to get caught in the act at some point."

She could feel how a bright grin built up on his lips.

"Don't tell me that this is turning you on."

As reply he began to nibble on her neck and let his hands slip under her shirt.

"Oh my Gosh, this is turning you on." At the same time they would get caught, she knew it. And then they'd both be kicked out of the lab. She needed to be the rational one in this relationship, he was totally driven by his hormones today.

She slipped her hands up to his shoulders and softly pushed him away. Only reluctantly he let go of her neck, groaning in dissatisfaction. He wanted to lean forward again to kiss her but she placed her index finger over his lips. "We're on the clock." She warned him softly. "I never thought that I'd be the one who complains about this, but we are ignoring our agreement about being professional at work."

He sighed and looked at her with those puppy eyes again. Oh damn, the man really knew how to turn her knees into jelly.

"Honey,… Honey, Honey, Honey…" He leaned forward and once again tried to kiss her.

She stepped back and shook her head. "Dr. Grissom you do not really want to do that."

"Well Miss Sidle actually," He slipped his arms around her waist and dragged her close to him again. "I am pretty sure that I do want to do this."

Okay, she should have known that this was really a turn on for him; and she was close to give in to the temptation.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door. His eyes widened and he pulled away from her.

"Fuck" she formed the words with her mouth but did not dare to speak it out, fearing that - whomever the person out there was - he or she might hear her. Hastily she tried to rearrange her clothes and attempt to strike a pose on one of the chairs which was not suspicious.

He was about to unlock the door when he suddenly froze. She raised an eyebrow and threw an asking look it him. He pointed at her but she didn't know what he meant so she gave him a 'what the fuck' look. He rolled with his eyes and pointed at his neck and then to her again. Then she realized what he was trying to tell her. Hickey, great! She sighed, glancing around the room for her scarf but she couldn't find it. Why could the man never repress the urge to suck on her neck?

Slightly panicking she jumped up from the chair again, Grissom helped her searching and eventually he spotted the scarf under one of the shelves. The person outside knocked again, this time more forcefully.

Sara grabbed her scarf and wrapped it around her neck, Grissom helped her arranging it so that it covered up the hickey, then he brushed her hair out of her face and placed a quick kiss on her forehead. "I'm sorry." He whispered and looked at her with such a cute apologetic expression that she couldn't suppress the smile that built up on her lips.

She knew that no matter who was standing outside there, he or she would never buy the story that they had just been working on a case file. The door had been locked and they had needed way to much time to unlock it. Everybody would suspect that they had been interrupted during a heavy make out session, which was the truth after all. They were so busted.

"Grissom are you there?" Sara grimaced. Damn! Catherine! They were definitely busted.

Sara held her breath when Grissom unlocked the door and opened it. "Hey Cath." He leaned in the doorframe, keeping the door closed enough so that Cath could not see Sara.

"Why was your door locked?" Catherine asked curiously.

"I wanted to work without getting disturbed." He told her with pretended nonchalance.

"Oh, okay." Even though Cath sounded as if she bought it, she did not leave.

Sara got more and more nervous, she shifted back and forth on her chair, praying that Catherine would leave without suspecting anything.

"I was searching for a file and Hodges said that maybe he accidentally gave it to you."

"Uhm, I don't think so." He lied, probably not even remembering if Hodges had actually handed him a file.

"Could you maybe check that? It's important."

"Okay. Uhm,…" He hesitated and glanced over to Sara.

She understood and went through the files on his table.

"What's standing on the file?" Grissom asked turning back to Catherine.

"It's trace results from the case I worked a couple of days ago, the Palmer case."

Sara went through the files on his table and immediately found the one Catherine was searching for.

"Okay, I will see if I can find it." Grissom turned away from Cath and wanted to close the door but Catherine tried to follow him in.

She got a hold of the door right before it would have hit her face. As the first shock diminished the second one hit her immediately when she spotted Sara with the file in her hand. "Sa-ra." She spluttered, slowly getting an idea of what had been going on in there before she had knocked on the door.

Sara bit down on her bottom lip, the faked a smile and handed Catherine the file. "I found your file."

Catherine reached for the file and then turned to Grissom. "I thought you had a girlfriend."

Sara prayed that Grissom would find the right answer to get them out of this situation.

"Girlfriend?" He raised an eyebrow and Sara already thought that everything was going to hell in a handbasket when Grissom finally remembered to what Catherine was referring. "Yes, I do," he pretended to chuckle. "Catherine, we were just working in here."

Catherine cocked an eyebrow, she obviously didn't buy Grissom's alibi. But she didn't pronounce any more suspicions. "Okay." She just nodded and headed for the door. "Thanks for the file."

"You're welcome." Grissom replied, relieved that Cath hadn't voiced her suspicions. He followed her to the door and closed it behind her, not locking it this time.

For a moment they just stared at each other until Sara couldn't stand the silence anymore. "She so knows it." She sighed frustrated.

Grissom shrugged. "She won't tell anyone."

"This is Catherine." Sara felt how panic rose up in her. "She will tell everyone about it."

"Honey," Grissom walked over to her, placing his hands on her upper arms to calm her down. "She won't tell anyone. I know her, she's not like that."

Sara shook her head unbelieving. "We're going to loose our jobs, we are so busted."

Grissom began to chuckle. She threw an asking look at him, not understanding how he could even have funny thoughts in such a situation. Did he suddenly go insane?

"Don't worry, okay? I know so much crap about Catherine and her personal life, she won't dare to tell anyone about this."

Sara was still worried, even though she told herself that she should trust Grissom. If he told her that he was sure that Catherine wouldn't tell anyone about it, then she could rely on it. But this was definitely the end of their 'office make outs'. Never again she would let him even touch her while they were at the lab.

TBC