Honeymoon?
Chapter 12- Ghost Stories
A/N: Hope you like it and please R&R! I need all the good comments possible! My older brother is moving back into the house, and I love him, I just don't like him or his friends. They can all burn in hell!!!!! Ok, enjoy!
(Present time, Tuesday, one hour later)
"Gil, hurry up!" Sara called to her husband as she got out of the car.
"Sara, we are here. We aren't that late, and I am not going to run." He told her walking dreadfully slow.
Sara grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the door. "Why are you walking so slowly?"
"I am not walking slowly. This is my normal pace." His pace slowed and Sara was practically pulling him along.
"Gil?"
"What?"
"You're walking even slower now."
"I am not."
"What's wrong?"
"I guess I'm just nervous."
"What about?" Sara stopped walking and stood in front of Gil.
"I just don't know what to expect. I usually know what is going to happen, or I can figure it out myself, or I can concoct an idea, but this. This is totally new to me. I have no idea of what is going to go on in there. I have never done this before."
"And you think I have? No, this is my first child too. I don't really know what to expect either."
"How do you keep yourself so calm?"
"I know this is important for the health of our child. That is the only reason that I can do this." He smiled at her. "Now come on. We are late."
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"AAAAAAAH!" Gil sat up from the bed and poked his head out of the tent. "Fuck you, man! Fuck you!" Greg shouted as he picked his book up from the ground.
After Gil was dressed he made his way over to the fire where there was one steamed Greg Sanders and four other people laughing so hard they were crying. "What happened?" Gil asked innocently.
"Your team thought it would be funny to scare the shit out of me!" Greg shouted.
"Shhhh!" Gil quieted Greg. "Sara is still sleeping."
"Not any more." Sara yawned as she wrapped her arms around Gil's middle from behind and rests her head on his shoulder.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." Greg apologized.
"Oh, you didn't. Gil did." Gil looked at her confused. "You whacked me over the head with your bag when you were getting dressed." She clarified.
"Sorry."
"It's alright. No, what's this now?"
"I was reading, peacefully, when they snuck up behind me and scared me." Greg complained.
"All we did was yell, 'boo'." Catherine told them while showing the hand motions they did.
"You knew I was reading ghost stories!" He yelled back.
"Exactly!" Brass added in.
"Ghost stories?" Sara asked with an evil grin. "Why don't we read some now? Gil, go get your book."
"Why don't we read Greg's book?" Gil insisted.
"Your books are better and not cheesy." Sara put plainly.
"Ok, I'll be right back." Gil left and everyone turned to Sara.
"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours, girly?" Nick asked hinting on her mischievous grin.
"Your plan to scare Greg gave me an idea." Everyone looked on eagerly. "Let's get Gil. I know, from first hand experience, that Gil gets really scared when he reads his ghost stories."
"Really?" Warrick asked.
"I never imagined Grissom as being the kind to get scared while reading a book." Greg exclaimed.
"Me neither, but the first time we stayed up reading a ghost story , when ever it would get to a scary part he would scoot closer to me. I asked him what was up and he denied it but I finally got him to talk. He told me flat out, he was afraid of the ghosts." Everyone's eyes got wide. "I had to refrain from laughing in his face. Don't tell him I told you, though. I told him I wouldn't tell. I have a plan…"
Gil came out from the tent, book in hand, and walked over to the group. "What are we talking about?"
"Nothing," They all answered together.
"Ok, well I found the book." Gil showed the book to everyone. "Ok, here you go, Sara."
He handed her the book. "Aren't you going to stay and read with us?"
"No, I'm going back to bed."
"Why?"
"Because I'm tired." Sara put on her best, puppy dog face. Gil leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I am not going to get scared from a book in front of my team. It's humiliating."
"I will be next to you the whole time." She told him.
"Ok."
She gave him the book. "Ok, you read. I love to hear your voice." He rolled his eyes and took a seat. Sara sat next to him on the log and everyone else took their places by the fire.
"Ok, now everyone be quiet or I will stop reading." He opened the book to where the bookmark was and started to read. "On a dark night in June, some teenagers sat at a campfire that was near burning out. "No, I do not believe in ghost stories," said Tom while he yawned. Then, suddenly he was sitting there with an open mouth and just staring.
"'What in the name of..." He said. "Whaaat?" asked Alexander and turned around to see what Tom was staring at. It was a very dark night and the clock was close to midnight. It was almost impossible to see the moon behind a tight cloud cover. Anna turned around and looked -- and froze stiff. She couldn't see exactly what it was, but someone or something was on the top of the hill…" Gil scooted closer to Sara and Sara nodded her head telling everyone it was time for the plan.
Gil continued. "Alexander could feel a cold sweat on his back, what is that shadow? Tom got back to himself again and said: "Hehe, now what is this? It's probably some dumb ass taking his dog out! I'm going up there to take a look if none of you guys dare to." He got on his feet from the stump he was sitting on and went towards the hill, near the dark shadow. One thing was a little odd. "If this really was a human, wouldn't it at least move a little?" Tom asked with a medium-high voice: "Yo?!" In hope of getting an answer, but the shadow remained, completely quiet…"
"I'm going to bed." Sara stood up from the log and gave Gil a kiss on the cheek.
"I thought you said you would stay here? This was your idea, after all." Gil said nervously.
"I'm tired. I'll see you later." Sara waked off and into the tent.
"I'm off to bed too." Gil stood. "You can read it, Brass."
"Come on. Are you too scared to finish it?" Catherine joked.
"Ok." Gil sat down and began reading again. "Tom stopped and looked back."Unbelievable..." he said to himself. "In the dark, every distance looks much shorter than it really is."
Sara snuck up behind him.
"He was almost on top of the hill, and at least twenty meters from the campfire."
Sara had her hands up and ready to pounce.
"Then, when he turned his head again, he almost leapt into the air…"
'One more sentence.' She thought to herself.
"The shadow was only about two meters in front of him!"
Gil quickly turned around and pulled Sara into laying position on his lap. Her back was on his knees and she screamed so loud the birds scurried from the trees. Gil cut off her screaming by silencing her with a kiss.
"Fuck you, Gil!" Sara yelled at him when their kiss ended. "You scared me!"
"Isn't that what you were planning to do to me?"
"How did you know?"
"I could hear you guys planning." She blushed in his lap. "I can't believe you told them."
"I'm sorry."
"It's alright." He turned to the group. "No one tells anyone about it. Alright?"
"You shouldn't be so embarrassed about it, Gil." Warrick told him. "We all have things we are afraid of." Gil looked at him sternly. "Ok, I won't tell."
"Thank you. Now I can go to bed." He stood Sara up and then stood himself. "Do you want to finish the book?"
"No, I think we are all ready for bed." Nick answered.
Sara followed Gil into the tent. "Nice try, honey."
"I would have got you if you hadn't eaves dropped on us." Sara complained.
"Ya, ya. Now come to bed." Sara stripped down into her underwear and Gil in his boxers and they snuggled together under the sleeping bag.
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(Present day, Tuesday, two hours later)
"See, it wasn't that bad." Sara told Gil when they got back into the car.
"No, it wasn't. But that was only the first appointment. Wait until next time."
"Stop being such a baby." Sara kissed him on the cheek. "Let's get home and sleep before shift starts. I'm tired." She kissed him again before settling in her seat.
A/N: This is just another chapter for fun. Not really relevant to the story. Hope you liked it. I'm almost finished! So now is the time to review! Please press that pretty little button.
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