Chapter 4

Grissom was nervous but yet he felt safe. She seemed to be so calm and collect, but it was because she had several years to plan out this moment. It wasn't more than 4 hours ago that Grissom thought that he and Brass were going fishing.

The trip had been planned for months now. The friends and co-workers had finally had an opportunity to take a vacation together. Brass had made all the arrangements, he checked with Grissom's work schedule and found a perfect opportunity for Catherine to take over. The two-week excursion was to be nothing but fishing and fun.

Grissom didn't know just when Sara gave her notice, Ecklie accepted her resignation quietly. After Sara left town, he tried to find her. Grissom would spend every vacation day he had, searching the country via the Internet. A few times he would come close, finding out information that she had lived in Idaho for awhile but she had moved on.

During a summer break 4 years ago, he found an email address with a location on her. He packed his bags and ventured out to Louisiana where he thought she was. Once he got there, it was told to him that she had left not more than 2 hours before he got there. He had been so close that he felt that if he could drive down the main highway he could catch her. But it was too late she was gone. He never understood how he could come so close to her and then she would find out he was coming and move. He would often complain to Brass that the woman he loved was running from him and he couldn't understand why.

" Are you OK", She said.

"Yes, I'm OK, just a little shaken up that's all", Grissom replied.

" Here, sit down and rest, you've had a big day," She said as she touched his right cheek with her hand.

Grissom sat down on the side of the bed and watched her move about the room like she was floating. She removed her towel and continued to dry off, she didn't hesitate to do so which caught him by surprise. He gazed at her naked back and shoulders. Her body was elegant yet strong. She moved slowly, drying one leg and then the other. His heart started to pound furiously inside his chest. He wanted to reach out and touch her but was afraid. Sara turned to him, revealing her naked body to him. She approached him silently and leaned forward to bring her breasts to his head.

He reached up to feel her warmth, and a sense of urgency came over him. Where had the urgency come from? Both of them seemed trapped by it, unable to keep themselves apart. She couldn't stop him or herself. Desperation. They both felt it. Need. Outrageous needs to taste and touch and belong. He didn't remember her mouth was so soft in passion.

Sara moaned when his mouth went to her throat. She wanted to be touched, and heard herself telling him, then pressed against him as he caressed her breast. She pulled his mouth to hers. She was starving and took from him what she had so long denied herself. She craved the intimacy of his tongue against hers, the feel of his hands roaming her body. There was strength there, and need. And she made him need her with an intensity that frightened him.