"...And you know, This case couldn't get any harder either..." Sara said slowly to a tired Katherine. They were in the break room and Katherine was eating her after midnight dinner slowly, she had missed her mouth many a time. "Are you even listening to me?"
"Wha-? Huh? Oh, I'm sorry Sara," Katherine said sitting up all the way and setting her fork down in her bowl of Spagetti-O's. "You knew I wasn't paying attention didn't you? I mean, I was like-"
"Yeah, I know Katherine... It's ok, I was just babbling about the case anyways." Sara said, even though she knew she was lying. She hadn't only been talking about the case. It was her whole day, and of course, that did include Grissom. How could it not? They were working on the case together, and after what had happened in his office, thinking of him couldn't be avoided.
"You know I am sorry, if you wanted to continue, you could, I'm awake now..." Katherine said, looking down at her bowl and wrinkling her nose at the smell.
"No, it's ok... It's not like I discovered something with the case or anything." Sara said sighing. She sat down and looked at Katherine's bowl of cold Spaghetti-O's.
"Do you want these?" Katherine said, moving her bowl towards Sara.
"Uck... no. Why did you even get them?" Sara said, scooting the bowl away from her.
"Greg gave them to me... He said they were good" A look of understanding crossed her face. "Oh, right, Greg."
"Yeah, and you wonder why it tastes bad..." Sara said with a hint of laughter in her voice. Giggling slightly, Sara picked up her cup of coffee she had made for herself, and looked up at the door.
"Hey guys. Katherine, Greg wants you, says that he has some "important" evidence to show you." Worrick said walking into the break room. He turned to Sara and continued, "And Grissom told me to tell you that he has an opening now, if you want to continue that conversation you were having?" Worrick looked at her waiting for her reaction, which she hid very well.
"Oh, I will get to it then." Sara stood up, her mind raising. Damn it, Damn it, Damn it. What now? Oh god... I guess I just have to go.
"Sara? Woo-hoo, Sara!"
"Huh? Wha-? oh, Sorry, I was just, well, I'll see you later." And she left.
"Did you see her face? What's up with her?" Katherine turned to a questioning Worrick and smiled.
"You did say Grissom wanted to see her didn't you?" Katherine said with a smile. "Well, they are an easy-to-solve case if you ask me."
"You, wanted to see me Griss?" Sara said, standing in the enterence to his office.
"Yes, please, come sit," Grissom said, pointing to a chair in front of his desk. "I was going to talk to you, um, about, certain.."
"Uh, I-" Sara started, but couldn't find a way to finish it. "I just, I mean.. Uh... Before you... I uh..." As sara spoke she started to feel as though she couldn't breath. She knew that this was the moment. If only she could breath. God damn you! Why won't you breath!
"Sara, it's been a while, since we started to work together... And I just, I seem to feel," Grissom started. Though, he didn't really know what to say next. Oh no, what do I say next? Grissom couldn't help but try and think of what Romeo would say to Juliet at a time like this, though he knew it wouldn't work as well on Sara. No! No way would she like that! Just, say what comes natural!
"I think that we should go out." Oh my god, what have I done? Sara screamed inside her head. He was suppose to ask her out, but she took the first step. She just, she couldn't just, Oh god! what now!
She looked up to see Grissom's face a deep red and a look of grattitude in his eyes. She smiled slightly, which made his whole body shiver. He could just see under her pencil thin lips, her beautiful gap-toothed smile.
"I would love to. In fact, that is what I was going to ask you. I just..uh.." Grissom found himself stuttering, again, even though the anxiety was over.
"Couldn't find a way to say it?" Sara said smiling.
"Yes, exactly." Grissom sighed with a smile. "I would like to take you out, to dinner."
"Oh, I see, you wouldn't count all of those times that we picked through countless victims, dates?" Sara said with a laugh.
Grissom chuckled slightly and said, "Tomorrow. I will pick you up at Seven, sharp."
"Sounds nice to me. I'll be there, waiting." Sara said, and she stood up, walked out of his office, and went straight to the break room, where she would listen to more of her music.