Honeymoon?

Chapter 8- Water Logged

A/N- sorry about the delay. My dog is sick and I've spent the last couple of days at the emergency room with her. Hope you like the chapter. P.S. the more comments I get the more inspired I am to get the next chapter up. Thanks to all the people who have commented so far.

"Oh, wait a sec." Catherine called as she jumped out of the raft and ran back to the campsite. She came back carrying a cooler and a bag of towels. "I bought some stuff for us to bring before we came back." Warrick helped her load everything in and everyone settled back into their seats.

"Are we ready to go?" Chuck asked a little irritated. Everyone nodded. "Good."

As the trip continued, the water was splashing in the boat, and the wind came crashing down on them causing a chill to come over them. Sara scooted closer to Gil for his body heat. Gil put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned on him. Chuck was watching the whole thing and he didn't like it.

"Hey, Sara?" Chuck asked. Sara turned slightly to look at him. "Would you mind moving over a bit to your left." She looked at him confused. "I can't see over you." He lied. Slowly she moved over, away from Gil, and sat on the side of the raft.

Sara sat with her back to the water and her feet up on Gil's lap. Gil's hand rested on top of her leg and slowly caressing it lovingly. Chuck watched as they shared loving glances, and it made him jealous. He watched them do this for a good hour and a half. He's had enough of it.

One more time he watched Gil's hand slowly rub up and down her leg. He looked around to make sure no one was looking. Everyone was too preoccupied with their own thing and Greg had turned around to talk with Brass. 'It's my chance to be a hero.' He thought. He lowered one side of the boat on purpose and Sara flew backwards into the water.

"Sara!" Gil yelled standing up. Chuck turned the boat sideways to slow it down. Gil went to the edge of the boat to go in after her.

Chuck put his hand out to stop Gil from going in. "Don't, if you go in it will just be harder for us to get you both out." Chuck took off his jacket. "Gil, take the oars and hold the boat." Gil did as he was told and Chuck jumped into the water.

Gil couldn't see Chuck but he could see Sara go under the water. "Nick, hold the boat." Gil demanded. Nick took Gils spot and Gil lounged into the water. He swam over to where he saw Sara last and past Chuck on his way.

Gil took a deep breath and went under the water. He opened his eyes and could see nothing but muddy water. He noticed a bright color from the corner of his eye and swam over to it. He noticed it was Sara's shirt. He swam faster and grabbed her and brought her to the surface.

"Sara!" Gil yelled as he reached the surface and took in air. He couldn't tell if she was breathing, the water was too rough and he couldn't see or hear even if he wanted to.

He reached the raft and Brass was there to help pull Sara up. Gil climbed in after she was in and laid her out on the bottom of the raft. "Sara?" Gil put his ear next to mouth and could here her breathing. He brought his head up to look at her. He dropped his hand to rub the side of her face and it came up and ended in her hair to hold her head.

She opened her eyes and looked Gil. "Gil?" she took in a deep breath.

"Sara." His hand traced her face in comforting gesture.

"What the hell?!" Chuck yelled as he finally got into the boat. "I told you to stay in the boat!"

"If he had listened to you she would be dead!" Greg yelled back to defend Gil.

"Greg, it's ok." Gil said. "Catherine, hand me a towel."

"Are you even going to say anything to me?" Chuck asked Gil.

"I don't need to." Gil took the towel Catherine brought and placed it on Sara's shoulders as she sat up. "Sara, are you ok?"

"Ya, thanks to you." She kissed him lightly on the lips.

'That should be me.' Chuck thought angrily. "We should probably stop rafting for today. Let's pull over there." Chuck took his position in the raft and started guiding it over to the edge.

"Thanks for jumping in, Gil." Sara said now that she was resting in Gils arms, sitting on the bottom of the raft.

"I'll always jump in after you." He kissed her briskly and wrapped his arms around her.

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(Present day, Tuesday afternoon)

"Thank you." Sara said as the waitress handed her the salad. They started to eat their food, and out of nowhere Gil leans in and kisses her cheek. She puts down her fork and looks at him smiling. "What was that for, not that I'm complaining."

"I just want you to know I love you." He kissed her again, this time on the lips. "I love you."

'Tell him now.' She told herself. "Gil, I-" Sara started but was cut off.

"Hey Grissom's!" Nick and Warrick called.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Sara asked, more than a little annoyed at their timing.

"Ecklie called us in he said that Gil was busy and he needed help. We decided to grab some lunch after." Warrick answered.

"Why don't you two sit down?" Gil asked. They sat in the booth across from the Grissom's.

"So, what's new?" Nick started.

They are making her sick, all the distractions. She could feel the bile rise in her throat and forced it back down. "Fine," She lied.

"That's good."

She was gonna be sick, maybe it wasn't just them making her feel sick. She stood up and nearly tripped over Gil trying to get out of the booth. Her hand clamped over her mouth and she ran into the bathroom, making it just in time. Gil excused himself and made his way to the bathroom. He knocked on the door and a woman came out.

"Did you see a tall brunette run in there?" He asked awkwardly.

"Ya, are you her husband?" He nodded. "Go ahead and go in. She seemed really sick. I don't think anyone would mind."

"Thank you." She smiled and walked away. He walked into the bathroom and all the women stared at him. He made his way over to the only closed stall and knocked. "Sara? Honey, are you ok?" When they noticed why he was in they turned back to what they were doing. "Sara?" he asked again.

"Gil?"

"Yes, honey, it's me."

"I'm fine."

"Well if you are, then why don't you come out?" She opened the door and stood without moving.

"Can we go home? I don't feel so well."

"I thought you said you were fine." He joked. He noticed how pale she was and let it go. He led her out of the bathroom and to their table. "Nick, Warrick, We're heading home, Sara doesn't feel well."

"Ok, I hope you feel better. Do you want to take this stuff home?" Warrick asked.

"I think Sara just wants to go home." Gil threw some money on the table and grabbed their coats before leaving the restaurants.

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"We don't have any tents." Greg said plainly.

"So, we'll sleep under the stars." Chuck said wringing out his shirt.

Sara was walking up the slightly sloped beached to towards Chuck and everyone else. Gil draped his arm around her shoulders, which held up a towel as it lay on her. Catherine stood alone and when she noticed Gil she called him over to her. Gil kissed Sara on the cheek before walking over to Catherine.

Chuck made his way to Sara. "Hey, you night want to hang those clothes up to dry. You don't want to get sick."

Sara looked at him for awhile before saying, "ya, I'll do that." She stepped away, intent on getting privacy to change out of her wet close.

"Let me help you with that." Chuck said following her.

"No I got it." Sara wrapped the towel tighter around her, feeling insecure around him.

"Are you sure? Wet jeans can be a hassle to get off by yourself." He prompted.

"If I have any trouble, you would be the last person I would call." She said coldly. She turned around and headed off to change behind a big tree.

Gil found Sara as she walked from behind the tree, her clothes in hand, and towel as her only coverage. "This is a strange fashion statement," Gil took her in his arms and looked down at her cleavage popping out, "but I like it." He finished his sentence with a kiss.

Sara gave him a playful slap on the arm, "Well excuse me, but I think you have wet clothes that need to come off too." He glared at her and she threw a towel at him. "Get changed."

Walking back to the group she noticed that Chuck changed into clean clothes and everyone was getting the site ready for sleeping on. Gil came up from behind her, towel wrapped around his waist, and took her clothes from her hand.

Gil hung their clothes on a tree next to Chucks hanging clothes and walked back to Sara. "Love the towel." Sara teased as she kissed him on the cheek.

"Come on Grissom's! I don't care if you are in towels; you still have to help find a place to sleep." Warrick yelled as he help Catherine move a log. They rolled their eyes and made their way over to the group as chuck watched jealously from the tree.

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