Chapter 3
Revelations
Summary: Grissom's past hurts Sara, but can he fix it or just keep on hurting her?
Spoilers all seasons are fair game
Disclaimer: I don't own em' if I did they'd be together
Rating: M
Looking back at his team Grissom starred for a few seconds before running after her. "Sara Stop!" Grissom screamed as he tried to catch up to her long strides. Catching up to her Grissom grabbed her elbow spinning her around to face him.
Sara was more than angry she was really pissed. Looking at him she said, "Stop what Grissom? I didn't do anything, you did."
Dropping his gaze to the ground Grissom agreed, "Yes honey I did I admit, I was wrong, but you have to believe me; Heather kissed me. I did not kiss her."
"Do you think that who kissed- who matters now?" Sara asked as he began to clinch her fists.
"No. Sara I don't. I can't fix this can I?" Grissom asked his expression held sadness and pain, one that she had never seen before.
"No Gil you can't." Sara said he voice cracked as she began to cry.
He wanted to hold her, "Sara please I love you!" He said as she walked away.
As the doors closed he heard her say , "Go to hell Grissom!"
The next two days passed as a blur. Grissom stayed in his office and Sara didn't come to work. Catherine had finally told Grissom to go home, but she knew asking him to sleep would be asking too much.
Grissom's Townhouse
He walked in his house feeling as if the entire world had crumbled at his feet. As he walked through his sparsely- colored house, he could still hear her telling him, "Go to hell Grissom!"
Gil Grissom by nature was proud and he never bowed his head showing fear or uncertainty, but today was different. His eyes never wavered from the floor until he
caught a glimpse of a foot on the floor in front of him, "Sara what are you doing here?"
Sara Sidle was also a very proud person, but the biggest difference between she and Dr. Gil Grissom was she always showed her emotions. She stood up slowly from his bed, meeting his gaze, "Gil I-I'm sorry..." Reaching out to grasp his hand the salty tears ran freely down her face. As her hand touched his, he acted as if he had just been burned pulling his away from her grasp.
Walking out of the bed room he headed towards the door- his voice shaky, "Don't Sara... please just don't."
Running after him she called out to him, "Grissom please don't do this... don't - don't leave."
"I have to Sara I can't look at you right now...damn you Sara!" He screamed whirling around facing her his hands griping her arms in a painful hold. The shock of his anger was evident on her face, because it was the first time in fifteen years that she was actually afraid of him. The door closed in a resounding thunderbolt.
He drove for hours to no where in particular- just drove. He finally decided that driving to no where didn't seem to help make his sadness and anger go away. He didn't know if he was angry more at himself or Sara. The only thing he knew for sure is that he had to get Sara back. He drove back to his house praying she would be there. The door was locked and the house was dark, "Sara- Sara honey are you here ?" He called to her as he walked into the bedroom.
There was no answer, but he found her curled up in the far corner of the room. Her face was read and swollen from hours of crying, kneeling in front of her; he cupped her cheek as she spoke. " Griss- I'm sorry..." Sara said as she berried her face in his chest.
"No honey... I'm sorry. I don't want Heather I want you. I love you Sara" Standing he picked her up, carrying her the short distance to the bed he laid her down gently before laying beside her and listened to her cry until she fell asleep.
Later Same day
Sara woke up alone later that day looking at the pillow next to her she found a note: Honey you're beautiful when you're sleeping. See you at work love you. -G
A/N Sorry it took so long to update, but my RL has gone to hell in the last few weeks. Anyway hope you enjoy this!
Chapter 4 Preview: Grissom's in his office with Lady Heather... How will Sara react to her presence? Find out next time!