An Innocent Love
A/N: This is my first ever GSR fic so constructive criticism would be hugely appreciated. I'm not entirely sure where this is gonna go but I have some ideas so if I get 5 reviews I'll update chapter 2. Anyways…enjoy!
Sara walked into the Grand Diamond banquet hall to find everyone already having a great time. Great, they've already formed all their little social groups. The entire graveyard shift turned to acknowledge her entrance. That is, all but the one who counted. Gil Grissom, looking amazing in his suit and tie, couldn't be bothered to even look at her, let alone say hello.
You see, when she got the memo stating that this was a formal- black-tie only- event, she had panicked. Sara was not a "prom dress" kind of woman. She was the "black pants and denim jacket at best" type. So, she had hauled her butt down to the local bridal shop and found the dress. After that, everything else had fallen into place. The dress was a simple black with two white strips of ribbon meeting at her waist
She heard a wolf whistle that could only have come from Greg. After saying hello to everyone, he finally acknowledged her presence.
"You look great."
"I could say the same about you"
"Sara, can I talk to you?"
As she followed him over to the far corner, her frustration began to boil over. He had ignored her for almost two weeks. How dare he choose tonight, a night when they were supposed to be relaxed, to rehash the fact that he had kissed her.
Flashback
It had been a long shift. Grissom and Sara had been working a murder-suicide. It looked like the wife had stabbed her husband to death and then slit her own wrists. From the bruises and scars on her body they figured that she had been the victim of spousal abuse. Seeing how this case had affected Sara, he decided to comfort her.
"Sara, look, I know what-"
"NO! You don't know Gil! You have no idea what it's like to listen, every night, to the sounds of your dad beating the living shit out of your mom! You don't know what it's like to sit there, cowering, knowing that he's coming for you next! So don't you dare try to tell me that you understand!"
She was breathing so hard, her face was flushed with anger, and yet, to him, she'd never looked more beautiful. So, for once in his life, he allowed himself to be consumed by his baser instincts. He kissed her, and when she returned it, he deepened the kiss. He had never felt more passion and when it was over, they both had never felt a greater longing for each other.
"Oh, so now I'm worthy of your attention am I?"
She was not going to make this easy on him. He had clearly made a very big mistake by ignoring her.
"Sara, you don't need to use sarcasm as a barrier to keep me out."
She shot right back and told him that he did that on his own. It was clear that she had no interest in talking to him. All he could do was walk away. Little did he know that all she wanted was for someone to fight for her. She crumpled up the piece of paper that she had intended to give to him that night. On it was a poem that she had written.
Stone By Stone
I have a wall you cannot see
Because it's deep inside of me.
It blocks my heart on every side
And keeps emotions there to hide.
You can't reach in,
I can't reach out.
You wonder what it's all about.
That wall I built that you can't see
Results from insecurity.
Each time my tender heart was hurt
The scars within grew worse and worse.
So stone by stone
I built a wall
That's now so thick it will not fall.
Please understand that it's not you,
Continue trying to break through.
I want so much to show myself,
And love from you will really help.
So bit by bit
Chip at my wall,
Till stone by stone,
It starts to fall.
I know the process will be slow,
It's never easy to let go
Of hurt and failures long ingrained
Upon one's heart from years of pain.
I'm so afraid to let you in.
I know I might get hurt again.
I try so hard to break the wall,
But seem to get nowhere at all.
For stone upon each stone I've stacked
And left between them not a crack.
The only way
To make it fall
Are imperfections in the wall.
I did the best I could to build
A perfect wall, but there are still
A few small flaws, which are the key
To breaking through the wall, to me.
Please use each flaw
To cause a crack,
To knock a stone off the stack.
For just as stone by stone was laid
With every hurt, with every pain;
So stone by stone the wall will break,
As love replaces every ache.
Please be the one
Who cares enough
To find the flaws, no matter what.
-Grissom, I know I try to shut you out. But I am begging you to keep trying.
A/N: Well there it is…tell me what you think.