Chapter Four

After getting home from the hospital with Gil, Sara opted to take a long shower to relax. She could hear Gil as he compared how most people preferred to view death as opposed to his own, sounding so, well, Grissom. Sara smiled to herself as he went on to say he would prefer to have cancer, to return to the rain forest, to reread Moby Dick, perhaps participate in an international chess competition, but to also have time to be able to say good-bye to those he loved.

She walked out of the bathroom in her robe to find Gil reclined in bed, their bed she thought with delight. Sara knelt down on the floor, her eyes lovingly caressing him from head to toe. "I'm not ready to say good-bye".

"Nor am I, not now or ever where you're concerned," Gil said softly, moving to the middle of the bed and patting it. His eyes were greedy as they took in Sara.

"You have a luv glint in your eye," said Sara to Gil, as she lay down beside him.

"My fantasy has always been you," he said in a low, semi-gruff voice that betrayed his desire, removing Sara's robe off one shoulder.

He bent to kiss the downy-soft skin he had so craved to taste, running the tip of his tongue lightly to the curve of her neck. Hearing Sara's soft gasp at the touch of his lips, he became bolder as he nuzzled and nipped at her neck and down to the front of her chest. He wanted to take all the time in the world with her.

Sara clutched at Gil's head, her fingers tangled in the graying curls.

Gil stopped, his eyes locking with Sara's, desiring to be one with her. Her cocoa-brown eyes were moist as a single tear escaped down her cheek. He kissed it away.

"Hon?" Gil began questioningly, Sara suddenly placing a finger against his lips.

"Let me know the kisses of your mouth. Let me feel your warm embrace. Let me smell the fragrance of your touch. Let me see your lovely face. Take me away with you. I love you; I love you more than life. My heart and my flesh yearn for you. To love you is all I can do. You have become my sole passion. Cause my love to be true." Sara whispered against Gil's lips.

Needing no prompting, Gil gently laid Sara back as he gave a long, lingering kiss. Her tongue danced over his as their kiss became more probing and insistent. Neither one noted or cared how quickly what they wore ended up on the floor. Gil's desire was to be gentle and slow, but having Sara in his arms caused him to abandon all restraint as he bridged the space between them and their bodies surged into one. They were lost in the throes of their lovemaking, Sara's release equaling his own as they sought the total union of body, mind and soul.

Bridges come in different forms in life. It can be the transition from life to death or back. It can be the emotional connection shared between lovers. It can be the special bond between parent and child. It can be the willingness to lift up or sacrifice for another person, known or unknown.

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