Reality Check 5/?

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Rating: possible R

Summary: Can dreaming of Greg change Sara's mind about him? What happens when he finds out about her feelings? Sandle

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"Am I interrupting anything?"

Turning around, Greg's eyes nearly bugged out of his head, seeing the person standing before him. "Uh, Griss." The words came out hoarsely as his eyes moved to a blushing Sara; her face turned in embarrassment. "What are you doing here?"

"I work here, Greg. Something you should be doing." Moving his gaze behind the younger man, he added. "And Sara, break room, five minutes." With that he left, making his way through the moderate crowd outside the door. "Everyone else back to work."

Watching the crowd start to dissipate, Sara stuttered, "Umm." Finally setting her gaze on him, she stumbled. "I should go." Straightening her rumpled shirt, she moved, making her way out the door. Halfway there, however, she nearly tripped over her own feet before exiting the room.

Shaking his head, the ex- tech grazed his-now swollen lips, a slight chuckle at his lips watching the brunette nearly lose her footing. "Be careful." Turning back around a silly smile graced his lips.

"What the hell was that?"

Nick's voice blasted as he came into the room, breaking Greg out of his reverie. "What?"

"What in the hell was that?"

A mischievous smile played at Greg's lips as he turned the Texan. "The start of something… very very good. See you tomorrow Nicky." Strutting from the room, he tossed a charming leer at the remaining crowd before leaving the lab. I mean who wants to stay there on your day off?

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"What the hell was that earlier?" Nick barked, finally finding Sara in one of the layout rooms.

Startled, she jumped, causing some of the crime scene photos she was looking at fall to the floor. "And hello to you too, Nicky." She said sarcastically, before moving to pick up the fallen sheets

"What the hell was that with Greg earlier?"

Hearing the younger man's name come out of the Texan's mouth brought a blush to her cheeks. "Umm it was nothing."

"Nothing? Sara you two were making out in the DNA lab."

"So we kissed. Made out. Whatever you wanna call it."

"Does this mean you're a couple now?"

"God Nicky." She growled in frustration, "…what's with all questions?'

"I'm sorry if I want to know what two of my friends are doing behind my back."

Shaking her head, Sara's voice went up a few octaves. "Behind your back? Nick the only thing that happened between me and Greg was what you saw."

Crossing his arms, the Texan let out a huff. "Yeah and how am I supposed to believe that?"

Standing up, she hurriedly gathered her papers. "If you were really my friend, you would." Before she angrily exited the room.

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Pulling into her driveway, the brunette put the car into park. Shaking her head at a frustrating shift, she let out a sigh before moving from the car. Walking up to the door of her apartment she stopped short, finding Greg waiting at her doorstep. Letting out a shy chuckle, she asked. "What are you doing here?"

Coming closer to her, he tilted his head. "Well I thought since we gave the lab a little show, that you might want to talk."

"Oh yes lets talk. How 'bout how you probably just ruined my friendship with Nicky."

"What?"

Settling next her door, Sara crossed her arms, watching as he turned to her. "Nick came barging into a lab I was working in and basically tore me apart because I didn't tell him that 'you and I' are together."

"God I never meant…for that to happen." Silence held for a few minutes before he asked. "Are we?"

Surprised at that question, she stuttered. "What?"

"Are we together?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"You're the one that kissed me."

"Well you forced me to kiss you." Sara snidely growled, finding nothing else to say.

Stepping in front of her, Greg asked. "How in the hell did I force you to kiss me."

Feeling her heart speed up at his closeness, she stumbled. "Because…you…you." Her breathing turned ragged as she tried with all her might to finish her sentence. Gazing his eyes, she bit her lip. "Kiss me."

"What?"

"Kiss me. Please?" The urgency in her voice through him off, making him ask.

"What the hell? Sara you just yelled at me for kissing you in the first place and now you want me to do it again."

Nodding her head, the brunette bit deeper into her lip. "Please?"

Watching her chest heave, like before, entranced the younger man; lifting his hands to her hips, he pulled her forward, capturing her lips with his.

Kissing heatedly, Sara tried desperately to open her apartment door without breaking contact; wanting not to give her neighbors a show. Pulling back, she eyed the lock trying with all her might to get the key in the hole, while Greg let his hands and mouth wander, making it even harder for the brunette to concentrate.

Finally succeeding in unlocking the door, they unsteadily made there way over the threshold, tearing at clothes and slamming the door along the way.

TBC…..R&R if you want more.

I can't do smut, so feel free to let your mind wander