CHAPTER TEN: YOU'RE NOT ANGRY WITH ME ARE YOU?
All seven of the group were absolutely exhausted. They fell out of the minibus at the Monterrey hotel. They would have the first half of the day tomorrow free, and would be going to several events in the afternoon and evening.
Grissom knew he had been unnecessarily unfair to Sara, and tried to make it up to her, not just by unloading her bag, but everybody else's too. He couldn't help getting angry sometimes; he normally kept his frustration under impeccable check, but every now and then, he let it slip. It didn't help that he was feeling sexually frustrated. Funny how you always hurt the one you love.
Once he had made sure everybody had their room arrangements sorted, and were happy with them, he returned to the room he was sharing with Sara.
Sara, following Catherine's advice, was keeping herself fairly distanced, and responding to any questions from Grissom in a monosyllabic tone.
"Sara," Grissom spoke gently. "Are you okay?"
Sara's head shot up at this absurd question. She'd had enough of being unresponsive, and thought it was high time she told Grissom exactly what she thought. "Well, let's see," she snarled. "You completely freak on me for the marker pen incident, and when I try to apologise, you just push me away, so I was kinda beginning to think that we were regressing to a familiar pattern here, which worried me."
"I'll take that as a 'no,' then?" He caught the look on her face, and kneeled beside the bed on which she was sitting. "Look, I'm sorry. It's a habit I have. I've always done it as a kid. I had the most fantastic mood swings as a child. I have the horrible thought that if I became a dictator, I'd end up killing most of the people close to me because they had their top button undone, or something similar." He noted the scepticism on Sara's face. "Honey, what I'm trying to say is that I didn't mean to blow up at you. I was just is one of my moods. Plus the fact I was frustrated. That always makes situations worse."
Sara caught the look on his face. Those eyes, who could resist them? She knew he was telling the truth, and that he probably just needed some time to simmer and then cool down. Besides, she had taken his reaction to heart for reasons similar to those he gave for blowing up.
Grissom saw her eyes, and knew immediately what she was planning. "You sure?"
Sara smiled. "If it relaxes us, then yeah. Besides, we got all morning to sleep." She noticed something about his expression. "What?" She asked, touching his cheek. "Did you forget to bring protection?"
"No. I'm just …. it feels kinda weird, I guess. That for so long nothing like this has happened, and now …. just ignore me, I just gotta use the bathroom," he finished, standing and going to get changed.
TBC