Chapter 13
Greg layed in bed, but couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, weighing his options.
He could tell Sara.
He could ask Grissom what's up.
He could not do anything.
He opted for telling Sara. She had a right to know what was up. Grissom would probably play dumb and in denial.
'Okay then, here it goes,' he thought. Greg got up and trudged downstairs. He saw Sara leaning into Grissom's side and watching tv.
Sara turned to look at Greg, who looked like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.
"Hey, Greg watsup?" She asked lightly.
"Hey, Sar, can I talk to you in private?" He commented, looking at Grissom, who still lay sleeping.
"Uhh, Sure." Sara looked at him quizically before letting him help her up the stairs.
Once in the bedroom with the door closed, Greg started to talk.
"Look, I don't know how to tell you this, so I'll start from the beggining. So, I was, uhh, downstairs while you were in the bathroom, and Grissom's phone started ringing, so thinking that it was the guys, I picked it up. Umm, it, uhh, wasn't the guys but was, uhh, Grissom's friend, I guess. She, uhh, told me to tell Grissom that she said yes."
"Yes to what?"
"I don't know, she wouldn't tell me."
"Who?"
"She said Terri."
Sara looked at Greg accusingly, "Terri? As in Miller?" she said in a low tone that made Greg feel uncomfortable.
"I think so."
"Oh." She went quiet, looking down.
"Sar, I'm sorry, I-"
She looked up at him with watery eyes, "Assume nothing, Greg."
They heard Grissom's phone ring from downstairs.
"You should probably get that," Sara moved to lay down.
Greg got up, and moved to leave, but before he left, he asked if she would be okay.
"Yeah," she answered, and turned over. Greg left closing the door behind him before going downstaris and answering the phone.
"Grissom's phone."
"Greg, why are you answering Gil's phone?"
"He's asleep and I was here, and it was ringing."
"Right, well then can you come pick us up?" Catherine asked.
"Sure, be right over," he said grabbing the keys and heading out the door.
Grissom awoke to a quiet and empty living room.
"Sara?" he called, getting up, "Greg?"
He made his way upstairs, and found Sara in her room, with her back towards him.
"Sara?"
"Go away."
"Why, honey, what's wrong?"
"Just go away."
Grissom moved over to the bed, and as he sat down, Sara got up and hopped off the bed, not looking into his eyes as she made an effort of hopping towards the door. Grissom followed.
"Sara, please tell me what's wrong."
"Leave me alone," She said reaching the stairs. Grissom made an effort to help her, reaching out to her.
"Don't touch me," She said in a low tone. She grabbed the rail and began to hop down the stairs, Grissom still trailing behind her.
"Honey please tell me what's wrong, whatever I did, please."
Sara reached the bottom of the stairs and spun around at that, "How could you?" she whispered so that he almost couldn't hear it. She looked down at the floor still, not making eye contact.
"What, what did I do?" Grissom was worried now, why wouldn't she look at him?
She moved to get her jacket and slipped one of her shoes on.
"Sara, stop, look at me and tell me what I did?"
She said something under her breath as she tied her shoelace.
"What?"
"Why don't you ask Terri Miller, she said yes by the way," Sara yelled at him. Her nostrils flaired, as she continued to tie her shoe.
Grissom looked dumbstruck. What was she talking about?
"Sara, Terri and I -"
"What? Terri and I, what? You know, I don't even want to know!" She yelled again.
"Sara please listen! We-"
"No, you listen! I don't want to know, and I don't care. It's like everything revolves around you and you'll step on and break anyone you can to get there, you don't care about anyone but yourself, you bastard!"
The door had opened in time for everyone to her Sara'a last sentence. Sara finally looked him in the eye, and suprised him with what he saw. A mix of anger, accusation, and a heartbreaking amount of sadness. He stood there dumbstruck.
Sara realized that they had an audience and turned towards Greg, who was the leader, and the only one who knew what was going on. She held her arms towards him like a child who wants to be picked up. He quickly moved to her and helped her up.
"Lets go," She said shakily while hugging him. Greg shot a look at Grissom before helping Sara outside and to the car.
Catherine, Warrick, and Nick all looked at Grissom. Catherine was the first to bite.
She swooped up over to him and looked at him with venom, "What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything," He whispered to her. She stormed off upstairs and into her room.
Nick stood with his mouth open and shook his head before heading upstairs and to the bathroom. That left Warrick who moved over to the couch and took his boots off before looking at Grissom.
"You wanna talk about it?" He asked.
"I don't know what happened, I just fell asleep and woke up to an angry Sara."
"What happened before you fell asleep?"
"Everything was fine, Sara, Greg, and I watched a movie, and I fell asleep."
"What was she yelling about?"
"I don't know, she wasn't making any sense. She said something about Terri saying yes."
"Terri?"
"Yes, at least that's what I think she said."
"Huh."
"Yeah, I'm going to go take a shower."
"Right."
Grissom got up and went upstairs, leaving a very puzzled Warrick.
Sara and Greg had been driving around for five miutes before Greg pulled into a parking lot.
"Sara, do you want to talk about it?"
"No," Sara looked straight ahead of her.
Greg got out of the car and opened Sara's door, pulling her up to him and giving her a hug. He felt her shudder and hot tears on his neck.
"I gave him my heart, Greg, what am I supposed to do?"
"I don't know Sar," Greg replied honestly as she cried into him. After a while her sobs subsided and Greg pulled away to look at her.
"Do you want to go back?"
"I'm tired, but I don't want to see him."
"Okay then, we'll just drive around."
Both got back into the car, and Greg pulled out of the parking lot, making his way back to the condo.
By the time they had arrived, she was asleep, and Greg decided to bring her back. Pulling into their spot, he went around to her side and opened the door. Taking her into his arms, Greg carried her up to the door, gently knocking and waiting until the door opened. Nick stood there and looked down at the sleeping form of Sara. He saw her red puffy eyes and asked Greg, "Is she okay?"
"Fine but really tired. I'm just going to put her to bed."
"Right," Nick moved out of the way, allowing Greg through.
Greg made his way up the stairs, and opened Sara door to put her to bed. He left the room, closing the door behind him before heading down to find Nick Warrick and Catherine.
Grissom was laying in his room when he heard Sara's door open and close, and someone walk downstairs. He got up and opened his door. He could hear Greg talking to the others about Sara before he opened Sara's door and quietly slipped in.
He looked at her sleeping form before laying down on the bed next to her. Sara stirred and opened her eyes slightly. Seeing Grissom made her eyes water again.
"Sara," he whispered, "On the phone, it wasn't Terri Miller, it was a different Terri. She's from the jewelry store, and was answering the question of whether or not my check made it to her."
Sara's eyes opened wider and she became more awake. "Check for what?" she whispered back.
At this Grissom moved to his pocket and took out a small velvet bag. Out of the bag he took a small jewelry box.
"For this," he said before looking Sara straight into the eye and asking, " Sara, I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you, marry me?"
Still whispering she looked at the ring, eyes watering once again.
She moved over to his ear and whispered to him, "Yes."
A/N- Yeah, I know, I got a little off of the tracks there, but still, I liked it.