Love Isn't Always on Time
Author's note: I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery! BTW I don't own Toto either, but I love the song Love Isn't Always On Time!
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Chapter 6
A/N I'm going back to class this week, so this will continue with about 3 chapters per week. I hope you will continue to stay with us!
This chapter: prompt – Sara singing.
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Franks, the place where all the men and women of the LVPD come to relax was probably not the best place for Grissom and Sara to have their "first date."
Sara slipped into the booth across from Grissom. He closed his phone and smiled at Sara.
"Catherine is doing much better," he said, "Lily says that she is driving her and Linds crazy with the bell they gave her."
"Oh no, Catherine must be miserable being stuck in bed," Sara replied, "I'll be going by there this afternoon, I guess I'd better bring something to keep her occupied,"
"Oh I didn't know you were going to visit?" he tried to hide his surprise.
"Well, not really just a visit," Sara laughed, "I'm going for some instruction."
"Ah," he said, "That … well I guess that is the right person to get dance lessons from."
"Well Catherine and my instructor, Carlos."
"Who's Carlos?"
"The instructor that the department set me up with."
"Oh?" he answered, "You're dancing with a man?"
"Yes," Sara answered, "Why?"
"Uh, no reason," he lied.
"So, do you want to see my costume?" she asked.
"Yes," he said, wanting to avoid the conversation about the dance instructor.
She took out her cell phone and pulled up the pictures she had taken of the long flowing white costume.
"You dance in this?" he asked.
"Of course, I'm supposed to be a stripper silly."
He felt that old feeling again. Suddenly, even before the meal, his pants began to feel very snug.
"Of course," he said, looking for some way to change the subject. He found it.
The waitress came to take their order.
Grissom ordered a heavy breakfast; bacon, eggs, toast, and hashbrowns. Sara raised her eyes at the order of bacon.
Sara ordered pancakes and fresh strawberries.
"Would you like a drink with that?" she asked.
They both ordered coffee and juice and, when the drinks arrived, as they began to sip the coffee, they settled into a comfortable silence.
"You know, I've been thinking a lot about you lately," Grissom finally admitted, breaking the silence. "I thought I was going to loose you."
"Yes, I was kinda scared there for a minute or two!" Sara replied, shaking her head.
"When I saw Trent holding that shard to your throat, I just kept thinking that if I never saw you again, never got to tell you how much you have meant to me, never got to apologize for all the mistakes I've made – San Francisco, is the big one, all of these things went through my mind in an instant."
Sara smiled at him. She loved him despite his flaws and she knew what he was saying was coming from his heart.
"Sara," he continued, "There are so many things that I should have said, or done, but I'm not a man who is good at dealing with emotions and feelings."
"I know, Grissom," she tried to help him feel better, "Its ok, we're talking now."
"Will you do something for me?" he asked.
"Anything," responded, and really meant it.
"When we are alone, and I hope we will be alone a lot more often after today, please call me Gil." His blue eyes flashed.
"Ok Gil," she said, seeing how the name sounded on her lips. "Gil-bear."
He smiled, "Just Gil would be fine."
"So," she inquired as she stirred her coffee for the 20th time, "You would like to see more of me?"
"In more ways than one."
She was shocked by his bold statement, but smiled at him brightly and said, "Mutual."
"What happened to us Sara?" he asked, "We seemed to be moving towards a relationship after the conference, but, I don't know, it's like we just …"
"You shut us down, Gris…I mean Gil…we got close and then it was like you stopped calling as often and stopped visiting completely. And you'd send me an email every week or so. I didn't know what to think."
"I know its my fault Sara," he shook his head sadly, staring at the coffee for words to say to apologize for how he had neglected their relationship, the words he found were not his own. "I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out."
"Barrett-Browning?" she inquired.
He nodded, waiting, she had not heard his commitment to her.
The waitress brought the plates to the table and asked if they needed anything else. They both declined.
She took the first bite of her pancakes and suddenly looked up. "Did you say love?"
He chuckled and reached out to touch her hand. "Yes, dear."
"Wow, you move fast!" she smiled, but then added, "That one is mutual too."
He grinned at her with an amazingly brilliant smile.
"Let's not dwell on the past Gil," she forgave him in that second, "Love isn't always on time."
"That sounds familiar but I can't place it."
"You know, Toto, the band," she sang quietly, "Hold the line, love isn't always on time.."
"You do have a beautiful voice," he complimented her, "but I'm not sure I know that one. The sentiments are good though."
"I have it on my Ipod, I'll play it for you."
They ate in silence for a few moments.
"So now what?" he asked.
"Gil, I've always known what to do "about this", your are the one who had to make up your mind."
"I have officially lifted my head out of the microscope, and what I have seen is beautiful," he said sweetly.
"You are going to make me blush!"
"Dinner?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Let's take it slow," Grissom suggested, "I know that I am in love with you, but I'm old-fashioned, and I want you to be romanced and treated specially."
"Let do it!" she replied.
"But there is one hesitation," he added.
"What's that?"
"I'm not ready to bring this to work," he stated.
She stopped for a second and looked at him. He could read the confusion on her face.
"Sara," he began, "There are things that people at work don't need to know about, and our personal lives are included." He thought before he spoke knowing that he could say the wrong thing and quickly be back in the doghouse. "I want us to have a chance to make this work, and then we will bring it to our friends first. In time."
"Our secret?" she smiled.
"Our secret." He agreed. "I wish I could kiss you right now."
"I have to go to the bathroom," she announced.
"Thank you?" he asked, puzzled.
"The men's room is right across from the women's and there is no access except through the hallway," she explained, "Wait a sec and then meet me there."
She slipped away, leaving him sitting at the table looking confused. After a moment, he indicated to the waitress that he'd be right back and walked into the hallway towards the bathroom.
As promised, she stood there, waiting for him.
He stepped up to her and put his hand under her chin, pulling her closer to his face. When their lips met, he felt fireworks exploding in his chest. Her lips were soft, and the taste of her tongue on his was intoxicating to him.
She pulled away and reminded him "Slow, big boy, slow," and she walked back out to the table and sat down.
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A/N Now does anyone REALLY think he can take it slowly? LOL Thanks for reading! Please leave me a review! I see new names on the notifications, so please introduce yourself and send me your feedback! I love to hear from you!