Irrefutable
By: Manigault
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"Come here," Sara held out her hand for Grissom to take in his own. Tugging him down to the bed beside her, she leaned against his shoulder and released a heavy sigh. "Gil, unless you decide to call off our relationship then you won't lose me. I've loved you for more than a decade now, and that won't change because of some whip toting woman and her baggage."
Chuckling softly, Grissom wrapped his arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. "I wish it were that simple, Sara. We've always known that our relationship would one day be exposed and we've said that we would be ready to handle the fallout, but this is altogether different. This perp wants to destroy what I love the most, that's what he informed me on the phone. He didn't tell me what I did to him, or who he is, only that he expected me to stay glued to Heather's side unless I wanted something to happen to the child." He hesitated, and added softly. "Or to you."
Sara lifted her head from his shoulder and turned to study him with a calmness she didn't feel inside. "Stay glued to her side? That's why she is here in your townhome? For how long, and for what purpose?"
"He said that he would call again soon and we had best be together," Grissom sighed and looked over at the bedside clock. "I want to tell you to call in sick, but Catherine would flip if we were both out, so, honey I'm asking you to trust me on this and know that I'm doing nothing without thinking of you."
"That makes me feel so much better about leaving you alone with that freak," Sara muttered.
Expecting Grissom to be annoyed at her statement she was surprised when he laughed softly and bent forward to kiss her on the lips. "I love you, Sara Sidle, no matter what happens, remember that."
Sara pulled back and said quickly. "What do you mean by 'no matter what happens', Gris?"
Pushing her back gently on the bed, Grissom draped one leg half way over her body and bent again to taste her lips. "This man requested that we drive to Los Angelos tonight and that we leave at nine o'clock exactly."
"You could be driving straight into a trap. Let me go with you. We'll call Jim and find out who this joker is and why he is doing this to us."
"I don't want to put you in danger, sweetheart, but I need for you to be on your toes for the next few days. Make sure that nobody follows you into the garage and be sure to use the alarm, okay?" Grissom wanted to keep Sara by his side, but the man had been adament that he and Heather alone make the trip. "You need to leave for work. I'll call you when I get a chance."
"You better call me every chance you get, if it's only to say that you're okay." Sara pulled him to her and deepened the kiss, shifting so that she could feel the weight of his body on the length of her own. Not caring that she was already late for work, she wanted him. "I want you inside me, Gil, now."
It was the use of his first name that snapped something inside of him. Frantically they pulled clothes off as they met in a desperate mating that had not occurred since they first moved into their house. Breathing heavily, Grissom forced himself to slow his movements down and whisper in her ear. "You trust me?"
Catching her breath, Sara nodded. "With my life."
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Grissom walked with Sara to her car and stood there as she slid into the front seat. "I wonder what excuse Catherine will believe," pondered Sara as she realized that her cell phone had been left sitting on the front seat of her car and the incessant beeping alerted her of the fact that she was being missed.
Leaning one arm against the car and the other holding open the door, Grissom smiled weakly. "Tell her you lost track of time and leave it at that."
"We're talking about the same woman?"
Grissom smiled and leaned into the car to place a lingering kiss on her lips. "Be safe, and I'll call you soon."
Watching the Denali leave, Grissom worried that nothing would be the same again as he reluctantly made his way back inside his townhome.
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It didn't feel right walking into the break room without Grissom being there. Stepping into the room she looked around and found that it was empty with one exception, Greg, who was busy mixing a batch of his special coffee.
Not wanting to talk to anyone, but knowing it was inevitable, she asked Greg where Catherine was and what was going on that night, case wise. Spinning around, Greg exclaimed with happiness.
"Sara! You're okay! Where have you been? You're never late and we were so worried about you." The words flew out in a rush and Sara had a headache trying to separate them in some semblance of order. Before she could give him a reason for her tardiness, Catherine breezed into the room.
"Where have you been and why haven't you been answering your phone?"
Sara heard the agitation in Catherine's voice and knew her well enough after six years to know that it was agitation but also a mixture of concern for her well being.
"I lost track of time," Sara said without giving it much thought. "I spoke with Grissom, he said it was okay." She decided some truthfulness would not be amiss.
"That figures," Catherine huffed. "Grissom isn't here so of course it wouldn't affect him if you are late. He's called out for the next few days; didn't he tell you that when you spoke with him?"
"Next few days?" Sara repeated as she tried to process this new information. Grissom told her he would be out for this shift, but she hadn't allowed herself to doubt that he wouldn't be back for work in time tommorrow night.
"That's Grissom for you," Catherine sighed. "Warrick and Nick have a double homicide in Henderson, Sara, why don't you join them at this address?" She handed a piece of paper to Sara and left the break room reminding Greg to meet her in the parking lot in five. "Maybe you should listen to your messages." She added in Sara's direction as she left the room.
Sara started to follow her from the break room when Greg stopped her with a touch on her elbow.
"I'm really sorry about teasing you yesterday, Sara, that was stupid of me."
Sara recognized Greg's sincerity and nodded. "Forget it, Greg."
Together, they walked from the CSI building and waved goodbye as they moved in different directions.
Climbing back inside her car, Sara lifted the phone as she drove and punched in the numbers to hear her messages.
'You have five new messages,' she was infomed. The first two messages were from Catherine, the third from a concerned Nick, the fourth almost made her drive off the road.
She didn't recognize the voice and it was obvious a voice disguisher was being used. 'Miss Sara Sidle. I know that you are with your boyfriend. This is a warning. If you phone Gil Grissom or speak to him you will never see him again. You're smart, you don't know me but I know that you'll be afraid to ignore this threat.'
It took all of her self control to pull off the highway as she stared at the phone in horror. Punching in a few numbers she searched for the number of the person who had threatened Grissom and found that it was unlisted. No surprise. Her first instinct was to phone Grissom and tell him about the message. She would insist that he forgo his plan to help Heather and follow this madmans orders. They would work this out together. Punching a number she heard the phone dial through to Grissom's cell phone and waited. His voice mail picked up and she left a hurried message for him to call her immediately. She considered driving back over to his townhome and pushed the unease away. Glancing at the time on the dash, she realized it was after nine o'clock and he would have left the townhome.
"Grissom." Sara whispered as she rested her forehead on the steering wheel. There had to be something she could do to help him.
TBC
