Comes the Storm
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Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Nothing for this Chapter
"Greg?" Sara tried again.
"I'm transferring. They have an opening in New York." Greg said flatly
He filled the shot glass and downed it. Sara approached him and grabbed the bottle. She turned to the sink and turned the bottle upright watching the liquid pour down the drain. She threw away the bottle and turned toward Greg.
"You had no right to do that." He said a bit angrily.
"I had every right. Why would want you go?" Sara asked carefully.
"Think about it. It's on the other side of the United States." Greg said flatly.
It all clicked. She had been after Grissom. She had let him go. She didn't want to open up to him. She didn't want to be shot down again. She didn't want to be hurt. She took a deep breath ready to say something when he spoke again.
"I can do the same thing there as I do here. There isn't anything that I have here that I can't have there." Greg plainly stated.
She looked at him. She moved toward him.
"You're wrong. There is something you'll never have there." Sara said not taking her eyes from him.
"It meant nothing. You didn't feel anything." He said coldly.
She had hurt him. She didn't want to open up and risk getting hurt, and she had hurt him. Her eyes never left his.
"How? How could you experience something like what happened a few nights ago and feel nothing?" Greg asked ragingly.
He walked toward her grabbed her arms and pulled him to her. He kissed her like she had him earlier that week. He pulled her back still holding her arms.
"How could you experience that and feel nothing?" Greg asked a bit more calmly.
Sara was no light headed. She couldn't deny that she hadn't felt anything. Both times she had felt everything. Everything she needed was with him.
"You're transferring?" Sara asked when she found her voice.
He let go of her arms and turned his back. He sighed out of frustration. He put his hands on the counter.
"Yea, I am." He said quietly.
She walked up to him. Tears threatened to spill over. He'd leave and she'd never see him again. She placed her hands on his shoulders.
"Don't leave me, Greg." Sara stated with a bit of scare in her voice.
He turned around. He stared at her. He placed his hand on her cheek and then removed it.
"Give me one reason. One very good reason why the hell I shouldn't" Greg said his eyes piercing into hers.
He wanted to try to see into the depths of her soul. He wanted a reason to stay with her. She knew she'd give it to him. She had to tell him. It was time for him to know. It was time it all came out. She wasn't going to hide any longer. She was tired of being alone. She didn't want to be alone anymore. She wanted a life that existed outside her work. A life that existed with none other than Greg Sanders. She didn't hesitate. She looked straight at him.
"I want you to stay because I'd miss you're flirting. I want you to stay because I like it. I know I don't respond, but it never meant I didn't notice. Believe me, Greg, I noticed. I am in love with you." She said firmly
There it was out. They had both said what had been obvious to them both. They had said what should have been said long ago. She waited for his reaction.
TBC…….