His Eyes

by Katiesmom07

Grissom finally gets the nerve to talk to Sara. An old relationship will come back to haunt him. To fit with my timeline, this would have had to have taken place around the middle of season four.

5. Chapter 5

5

For the second time in one day, his cell woke him. This time, though, since she was still wrapped in his arms, he knew it wasn't Sara. She stirred as he reached for the phone and he tightened his grip on her shoulders so she didn't roll away.

"Grissom."

"Hey. It's Jim. We got a 419 with your name on it. Bugs are everywhere." He gave him directions that he hoped he'd remember since he couldn't move to write them down.

"All right. Don't let anyone touch anything. I need to shower. Give me a half hour."

"Okay. I'll call in help. You want Sara?"

In more ways than one, he thought to himself. Aloud, "Yeah. Call her cell. She'll answer." When he snapped his phone shut, he kissed Sara on the forehead. "Your cell's gonna ring in a minute."

"Hmm?" Her eyes fluttered open.

"Jim is going to be calling you any second." Her cell buzzed on the bed beside her. "We got a 419. I told him to call you."

"Sidle."

"Sara, it's Jim. I just called Grissom. We got a 419 and he needs your help."

"Okay. I'll be there in a half hour." She snapped her cell shut and groaned as she curled back into his arms. "I don't feel good. Can I stay home?"

He chuckled, "I'd rather you stay here."

"That's what I meant."

"But I won't be here."

"Okay, fine! I'll go."

"Good. Come one, Honey. You have to go home to get dressed. And I need a shower." They got out of bed, he kissed her and walked into the bathroom. "See you in a half hour."

When he got out of the shower and got dressed, he would have sworn he smelled coffee brewing. Sara had stopped to make him coffee on her way out? He walked into his kitchen to find Sara fully dressed with a towel wrapped around her head. "What the hell?"

She turned and smiled, "Hi. Do you have a blow dryer?"

Stunned, he took the cup of coffee she handed him. "Did you plan on staying here?"

"No, but I always keep a spare set of clothes in my trunk just in case I need them. I used the shower in your other bathroom. So?"

"So what?"

"Blow dryer?"

"In my bathroom."

"Great. I'll be ready in five."

Dumbfounded, he watched her walk into his bedroom. They'd just woken up together and gotten ready for work together. She'd made him coffee in a travel mug and now she was using his blow dryer. He smiled as he realized that he could really get used to this.