I Do Not Own CSI
"Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something," Gil said as they sat cuddled on the couch.
"And what's that?"
"What would you think about moving?"
"I just did, why would we move again?"
"I just thought, seeing as you're here in Vegas, with me, that we could look for a place that was ours. Not something that was mine, something that we could grow and expand into, with a backyard."
"Could we get a dog?"
"I would love to have a dog, I haven't had one since I was a kid."
"I always wanted a dog. When it was bad around the house I used to go to the animal shelter and walk dogs and play with cats. That was one of the only bright spots of those years."
"Well, how about this, if you agree to us buying a new house, one that we can build our life together in fresh, then I'll agree to the dog."
"Sounds like a deal, Mr. Grissom," Sara said as she pushed Gil onto his back so she could partially lay on him. She kissed the pulse point in his neck as Gil ran his hands underneath the back of Sara's top.
"Ahh Hmmm," Marie said from the entrance of the living room.
"Mom, I thought you had gone to bed," Gil signed, blushing the whole time.
"I was going into the kitchen for a glass of water and saw the light still on."
"Sara has to go to work tonight. I was just staying up with her until she had to leave."
"Gil, stop blushing. I know you have had sex before."
"Yes, Mom"
"Well, look at the time, I better be off," Sara said, trying to get out of the somewhat embarrassing situation. Straightening her shirt and placing a lingering kiss on Gil's lips, she left signing goodbye on her way out.
"You two seemed quite cozy," Marie said, sitting down across from her son.
"We were actually talking before you came in here."
"About what? Grandbabies, the wedding, what?"
"Mom, lay off the grandkids thing just for awhile, ok. We want to do this at our pace. One day you will get yourself a grandchild, but it's going to be a little while yet."
"A mother can only hope."
"I know you want a grandchild to spoil, but we have a lot of stuff to sort through first."
"Like a wedding"
"And we told you when we came back that it was just going to be small. It'll be you, James, the gang from work and a few of Sara's friends from San Francisco; less than twenty people."
"Where's the fun in that," Marie harrumphed.
"We're not too concerned about the wedding, Mom. Sara and I are more focused on what we say to each other on that day, our vows, that's what should be highlighted, not some ten thousand dollar party."
"Fine, fine, it's your wedding. I do like your idea of having it at the conservatory, those places are always beautiful."
"And Darryl, the owner, said we could have a small reception there, too. So we're going to cater in some food, and have a DJ come in, and that's it. We don't need flowers or ambiance because it will already be there."
"Do you have a date yet?"
"May 18th"
"A month? You haven't even started on invitations yet!"
"We don't have that many to send. Don't worry, Mom, everything will get done."
"Do you have a tux?"
"Not wearing one"
"What?'"
"I'm going to wear a suit, my nice one. It will be too hot to wear a tux outside. And this way I can take off my suit jacket and have a light dress shirt under it."
"But it's still formal though, right?"
"Yes, but not to the point were people have to wear ball gowns and tuxes, just nice dress up clothes," Gil said as he yawned.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go to bed. I promised Sara I would have breakfast waiting for her when she came back."
"Knock, knock," Sara said, opening Brass's office door.
"Hey, you're early."
"Only a half hour, I just thought I would show up early in case there was anymore paperwork I had to sign."
"Just one, actually, for your badge and gun," Jim said, sliding everything over to her, smiling when he saw the ring on her finger.
"He finally asked you, huh?"
"What?"
"The ring, he asked and I'm guessing you said yes."
"I did," Sara said with a smile.
"When, in San Francisco?"
"Yeah, where we had our first date."
"Who knew Gil Grissom had a romantic bone in his body!"
"Every now and again he comes up with some pretty good surprises."
"Got a date yet?"
"May 18th"
"Not wasting any time, are you?"
"Why, we know what we want."
"The American dream, just like everyone else"
"Except without the minivan, I will never become a Minivan Mom!"
"Planning kids, too?"
"Some day, Jim, hopefully yes"
"That's good to know, we'll start making office bets now."
"Just don't tell Gil," she said as the two entered the break room to find the whole gang there, Greg included.
"Ok, first off, Greg will be going into the field."
"Yes!"
"Not tonight though, Greg, you have a new DNA analyst coming into the lab tonight. I want you to train her and show her the ropes."
"Where's this person from, Jim" Catherine asked curiously.
"Her name is Wendy Simms, from, well look at that, the San Francisco lab."
"You know her, Sara," Warrick asked.
"I do, she's good, and fast, she worked on days, though. I worked nights, so our paths didn't cross all that much."
"Anyway, now for assignments," Jim said as Sara took a sip of her coffee, making Catherine see the ring on her finger.
"No way, are you two engaged," she blurted out, grabbing Sara's hand to take a look at her ring.
"Yes"
"Catherine, I'm trying to do assignments here!"
"Well pair us together. I want details!"
"Fine, you two have a B&E at a jewellery store off of Tropicana."
"Sara, congrats to you and Griss," Warrick said as he, Nick, and Greg all tipped their coffee mugs in her direction as the two females left.
"Thank you," She yelled as Catherine pulled her away.
"So, was it romantic," Catherine asked as she drove.
"It was, sunset by the Golden Gate Bridge."
"Wow, I wish my ex would have proposed to me like that."
"How did he do it?"
"I got pregnant, and it was more of a decision to get married. There was no proposal, we should have never gotten married in the first place."
"What happened, if you don't mind me asking?"
"I don't, he cheated, with more than one other woman. Then he cleaned out my bank account and left me with Lindsay, our daughter."
"How old is she?"
"She's seven, and my world. So, when's the big day?"
"May 18th"
"A month, how are you going to plan a wedding in a month?"
"Most of it is done already; I just have to find a dress."
"Well, if you need help, just ask."
"Thanks, Catherine"
"Our print tech is not going to be happy with us," Catherine said as they loaded up their stuff in the back of the Denali.
"Gotta love robberies, always more prints than you want and half the time it's someone close to you that did it," Sara replied.
"Want to grab a cup of coffee real quick? The car is locked and there's a coffee shop a minute down the block."
"Sure," Sara said as they walked. Stopping suddenly, Sara looked through the display window, to see one of the most beautiful dresses.
"See one you like," Catherine asked, standing beside her.
"That one, it's simple, no frills and fluff, just simple."
"It is pretty. Come on," Catherine said, pulling her into the store.
"Catherine, we're on county time, here."
"We're on a break. Excuse me, can we take a look at the dress in the window, please," she asked the saleslady.
"Sure, this is the only one we have though. So if it doesn't fit-"
"I think it will," Catherine said, taking the dress and pushing Sara back into the changing rooms.
"Show me when you have it on."
"You know, I never imagined trying on a wedding dress in the middle of the night, just after we finished processing a crime scene."
"It's Vegas, everything here is open 24 hours a day, seven days a week," she replied as the door opened.
"Wow," Catherine said as Sara came out to look at herself in the mirror.
"I feel like a princess in this dress."
"But without all the fluff. Sara, that dress fits you to a tee. It hugs every one of your curves. You would knock Gil's socks off with that dress!"
"You think?"
"I would bet on it."
"Then, I think I'll take it."
"You're not going to look at more?"
"No, because if I do then I'll end up second guessing myself until I realized that I liked the first one the best. I'm just beating my own system."
"Well, that dress, being the only one here in that size was probably a sign anyway."
"I always did believe in signs."
TBC
Ok so i forgot about this chapter, lol, so i am posting this one and another one where the action starts!
so please be kind and leave a review for both chapters!
Only sara would find her wedding dress while she's at a crime scene, lol
Katie