A/N: Three companion Drabbles, each 100 words. Set sometime after 8x07 Goodbye and Good Luck. Prompts provided by the LiveJournal community group GSRdrabbles. Thank you to Chibs87 for the beta!
Open Door
Nick and Greg stared at the closed door and drawn blinds, listening to the indistinguishable rumble of voices. Grissom had always had an open door policy, only shutting it for serious discussions, and never drawing the blinds. But it had been an hour since Grissom received a page then hurried out of the layout room and into his office, closing the door behind him.
Catherine glanced at the door, glanced at them, raised an eyebrow, and knocked sharply. The murmuring stopped, then they heard Grissom ask, "You ready, or would you rather hide?"
And Sara's distinctive voice replied, "I'm ready.
Adam's Apple
She stared into the jar and inhaled the unique smell of his office. The door clicked shut, and she turned slightly, dropping her eyes. There was a drop of something, maybe blood, on the toe of his loafer, and some new scuff marks.
His soft, "Sara," brought her head up partway, but she could not bring herself to meet his eyes, and she let her gaze linger on his throat, watching him swallow.
A second "Sara," and his hand was soft beneath her chin, exerting a gentle pressure until her eyes found his, then he pulled her into his arms.
Fuzzy
He slowed as he reached his office, taking a moment to watch her gazing at his fetal pig. She was wearing a fleece vest over her tie-dyed shirt and had her hair pulled into a ponytail, reminding him sharply of the woman he had met ten years earlier.
He closed the door quietly behind him, and she turned slightly but seemed embarrassed. He reached down to tilt her face to his, and her hesitation faded as he pulled them into a healing hug. He ran his hands along her fleece-covered back, breathing in her scent.
Slowly, his world righted itself.
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