CSI: JUST ONE NIGHT

CSI: JUST ONE NIGHT

Author: Christiangirl177

Disclaimer: See Chapter One

Summary: Dr. Gilbert Aaron Grissom finds out oh, so quickly that just one night with one Sara Sidle wouldn't be enough.

Author's Note: This is an A/U fic for the mere fact that I have Grissom's Dad still alive (this is so not canon, sorry people).

Chapter Three: The Best Laid Out Plan: NOT!

As the team sat in the break room waiting for assignments, Sara was uncharacteristically silent, which caused Nick Stokes to be much concerned.

"Hey, Kiddo," Nick began, concerned, "a penny for your thoughts."

"My thoughts are worth way more than a mere penny, Nicky," Sara replied, attempting to joke with the team, in an attempt to hide her pain from them.

"Ha, ha, ha," Nick began, "very funny, Sar."

Catherine came into the break room with only one assignment slip, a DB in a room at the Four Aces Hotel on the Las Vegas Strip, which she decided to give to Greg, as a solo gig. She felt he needed the experience.

"Greg, we have a DB in Room 419 at the Four Aces Hotel," Catherine began, "you're solo. Detective Mike Vartan is already there, waiting for a CSI."

"A 419 in Room 419," Greg began, humming the Twilight Zone theme song, "that's way too creepy for me."

"Just get going, Junior," Catherine began in amusement. "Sara, how are you and Nick coming along on your Lake Mead stabbing victim?"

"She's still a Jane Doe," Sara began. After looking over her notes, she continued, "we're checking through the missing persons file to see if anyone matches our Jane Doe."

"What happened with the dental records?" Catherine asked, halfway knowing Sara's response.

"Her teeth were utterly destroyed due to the blunt force trauma to her face." Sara replied in exasperation. "You would think that someone would come forth with information on the poor young woman, but we had no such luck."

"Okay, just work with what you already have," Catherine began, equally frustrated with the troublesome case. "We'll just have to wait and see what we come up with." With that, everyone went their separate ways to start on their respective assignments.

As Sara started to review the evidence in her and Nick's case, her mind drifted back to her one night of passion with Grissom.

A Hot Night of Passion for Grissom and Sara

"Why don't you wear something on the elegant/romantic side, Sara?" Grissom asked.

"I'll see what I can do, Griss." Sara replied softly.

Sara and Grissom went their separate ways after they solidified their plans for the night

Sara arrived home just shortly after 8:00 am. She stopped at the local grocery store to pick up much needed items for her and she also decided to buy desert for her and Grissom's night at his home.

After Sara took a much-needed shower, she went to sleep thinking about her 'date' with Grissom.

'This should be very interesting,' Sara thought right before drifting off to sleep.

The Best Laid Out Plans – Grissom's POV

As Grissom sat at breakfast with his parents and aunt, his mind was taken back to the night he and Sara got together for the last time.

Grissom was excited about the fact that Sara was going to spend the night with him. Oh, he knew it was only for one night, but he hoped to change Sara's mind about it being over the next day. He so wanted Sara in his life 'til death do us part', but he had messed with her heart so much, that she had given up on them ever being a couple. He loved her so much.

Grissom made vegetarian lasagna with roasted portabella mushrooms as an appetizer. He also had candles lit all over the living room, dining room, family room and also his master bedroom. It had a most romantic flair.

Grissom wasn't dressed yet, as he had been busy setting everything up. He was very sad, in fact, Grissom had been sobbing softly, as he realized that this could be the last time he and Sara would have communications. Sara stated firmly that she had planned to move on with her life. Grissom knew that he would not be in her life, and that bothered him something awful.

"Well, I guess I better get ready," Grissom softly spoke to himself. Just then, the doorbell rang. Grissom opened the door, and there stood one very stunning and tall brunette, holding his favorite desert, Tiramisu.

"Sara, you look stunning." Grissom spoke as he took in the beautiful vision that was Sara Sidle. Sara gave Grissom the Tiramisu, which he put in the refrigerator.

"I'm sorry that I'm not dressed yet, Sara," Grissom began apologetically. "I was busy getting things ready for us."

"It's okay, Griss," Sara began blushing, as she felt Grissom's eyes roaming all over her body. "You look gorgeous in your Harvard tee shirt and blue jeans. That's a very, very handsome look on you, Griss."

"Thank you," Grissom replied shyly. "Would you like anything to drink?"

"What do you have?" Sara asked in reply.

"I have a nice red wine, bourbon and scotch," Grissom began listing all selections to Sara. "If those are a bit strong for you, I also have beer, soda and water."

"I'll take water, for now," Sara began smiling, "I want to make sure I'm alert and sober for our date."

"Water it is for My Lady," Grissom replied in a faux English accent.

Grissom went to get Sara a bottle of water.

"Here you go, Sara," Grissom began with a small smile on his face. "I'll be down in a few minutes." With that, Grissom hurried up to his bedroom to put his suit on. He had already showered, so all he needed to do was to get dressed.

While Grissom went upstairs to get dressed, Sara took a few moments to take in her surroundings. She noticed the candles arranged around the living room, dining room, and ending in the family room. 'Grissom has romance on his mind.' Sara thought to herself

Grissom returned fully dressed and looking like he belonged on the cover of GQ.

"WOW!" Sara exclaimed when she took in the vision that was Grissom. "You look so totally awesome."

"You're just saying that," Grissom replied shyly, blushing furiously.

"I am not just saying that, Grissom." Sara replied, wrapping her arms around Grissom's neck.

"Will you dance with me, Sara," Grissom asked shyly.

"Yes, Gil." Sara replied simply. With that, she and Grissom began dancing slowly to the romantic classical music.

"You called me Gil, Sara." Grissom replied.

"I'm sorry, Grissom…," Sara began. She would have continued, but Gil interrupted her.

"No, Sara," Grissom began, "I love it when you call me Gil."

"Okay, Gil." Sara replied, overwhelmed by Grissom's masculine scent. His scent was driving her totally wild.

After about an hour of dancing, Grissom took Sara to the massive formal dining room, seating her at the beautiful oak dining table with two candles.

As Sara looked around, she noticed that there was only one place setting. Upon seeing the confused expression cross Sara's beautiful features, Grissom decided to explain.

"I thought it would be romantic if we took turns feeding each other," Grissom began in explanation. "So , just humor me, Sara."

"Okay," Sara smiled. "That is so romantic. Thanks, Griss, I mean, Gil." Grissom and Sara began taking turns feeding one another. This action, for some reason had Grissom becoming aroused.

Grissom brought out the Tiramisu, which he put in a trifle dish. They totally devoured the wonderful desert.

Grissom and Sara danced for one more hour before they decided to go to bed.

Grissom lost his control, as Sara caressed him in a romantic way. When he could no longer contain himself, he picked Sara up and took her to his massive master bedroom, where he made beautiful love to her. Sara was totally surprised by the Grissom's passion. He never struck her as the passionate type. He seemed to be on the quiet side. He took her breath away.

They thoroughly enjoyed each other and they made love off and on all night long.

Grissom wanted to keep the night going on, he did not want the night to end. He realized that he was totally in love with Sara. He tightened his grip on Sara while they were sleeping.

'One night with Sara Sidle would never be enough for me,' Grissom began in thought, 'whatever was I thinking. It's going to be too hard for me to let Sara move on with her life.'

TBC