After the rain
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Why shouldn't I own them? Because they don't belong to me.
A/n: Sorry for the lack of the TBC's and the fact that at points words are thrown in a line of their own. I didn't type it like that. My computer has the TBC at the end of every chapter it's just not on this thing….oh well.
Sara picked up her cell and was about to dial Grissom.
"Before you do that, what was that kiss about?" Greg asked cautiously.
"Nothing. It was nothing. It meant nothing. I felt nothing. It will never happen again. I'll see you at work tonight, Greg. I have to call him back." Sara said.
Her words cut him like a knife.
"Fine. Whatever." He said.
His tone was harsh, but he didn't care. She had just denied him. How could you have been a part of that and not feel anything. The way that kiss was bystanders could have felt something. He climbed into his SUV and sped off.
She dialed him back quickly.
"Hello." Grissom answered cheerily.
"Hey, you paged?" Sara inquired.
"Yea, I was wondering…." Grissom started.
This was it. The moment she'd been waiting for. The moment where she'd run back to him because he had thought about what she had said and was going to tell her to come back to him. He was going to pour out his heart.
"If you felt like pulling a double shift." Grissom stated.
Sara sighed. Like always he had let her down.
"I'm really tired, Gris. I am going home. If I had been notified earlier, I may have pulled it together." Sara replied.
She didn't want to see him. She got into her car and drove home. It came time for her shift, and she entered looking for none other than Greg. She didn't seem him. She figured he took the night off. Over the next couple of shifts, she never saw him. She took a deep breath and went to the only one who would know where he was…..Grissom. She knocked lightly on his door.
"Sara, come in." Grissom said smiling.
"Have you seen Greg?" Sara asked
Okay, so it was blunt. She didn't see a reason for beating around the bush about what she wanted to know.
"Seen? No. Heard from? Yes." Grissom simply stated.
"Well?" Sara said as if expecting for him to just tell her.
"All I can tell you is what I know. He called and said he needed a week off." Grissom replied.
She walked out of his office and back to work. After shift, she walked to the parking lot and went to his apartment. She walked up the steps and beat on his door. She looked at the parking lot and noticed his vehicle was indeed there. You little….
She dialed his number. His answering machine kicked in…Sara waited.
"Greg, if you don't open this damn door I'm going to kick it in." Sara harshly stated in her phone.
She heard a lock click and a door open. Behind it a groggily, grungy, dissatisfied Greg stood.
"For goodness sakes, don't kick down my door." He said.
She walked in and looked behind her expecting him to close the door like this was normal.
"Why haven't you been at work?" Sara asked.
"That's all you care about. Can't process evidence by yourself? Need me to be your little errand boy?" Greg said flatly.
Sara sighed.
"Greg, it isn't like that."
"No that's right. You just want to kiss me when it's convenient. I have feelings, Sara. I poured most of the out to you. You seemed happy about it until that phone call from Grissom." Greg said while walking into the kitchen.
Sara saw two empty beer bottles and a shot glass still sitting on the counter. He'd been drinking.
"You want breakfast? I'm having vodka." Greg asked and stated,
He grabbed the shot glass filled it, and downed it before Sara could protest.
"Greg…." Sara started.
TBC…….