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Unnoticed Beginnings: Betrayal

Sara woke up with Greg's arms tightly wrapped around her; her head rested on his chest. The sound of his heart beat filling her ears as they lay skin on skin. She traced patterns on his chest with her finger tips which gently rose and fell. His hazel eyes flicked open still shadowed by exhaustion. He glanced down at Sara and gave her a lazy smile.

"Ready for another round?" he asked his voice cracking as he spoke. Sara firmly planted her hands on either side of his head she pulled herself up so they were eye to eye. Placing a gentle kiss on his lips she began slowly grinding her hips against him- the friction fuelling the fire that still smouldered from the previous night. She trailed kisses down his neck to his chest and continued going. She glanced up at him her pupils dilated with lust as she went down on him. When the ache between her legs became too much Sara straddled him sliding him into her using her hand. She began rocking her hips at a steady pace her hands rested flat on his chest. She looked down at him with hooded eyes and a devilish smile as she picked up the pace before coming to a sweet, agonising stop as she peaked.

"Greg." she gasped, tilting her head back as she did so. He looked up at her amazed and for a moment pretended that this could work- that he could really have her. Her chest heaving as she recovered she started up again to finally push Greg over the edge.

Sara rested her head on his chest again as their breathing slowed down. Greg wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead.

"I love you." He muttered into her hair. Sara snapped her head up to look Greg in the eye.

"Look Greg..." she started but he placed a finger on her lips to silence her.

"Tell me one thing did you do this to spite him?" He asked as he brushed hair out of her face. For the first time Sara saw the pain that he had attempted to hide with the aggression and the false hate.

"Yes." She said honestly not wanting to hurt him more than she already had.

"Well since you're being honest...was I better than him?" Greg laughed attempting to act casual.

"We don't have to go there Greg." She said quietly picking herself up off him.

"I'll take that as a yes then." He smirked. As he laid in bed watching Sara pick up one of his shirts and wrap it around herself. She quickly did up the buttons and gave him a warning looking but didn't say a word and simply laughed.

"I'm going to get a glass of water." She announced as she disappeared out of the bedroom leaving him wrapped in sheets that were drenched in her scent and their sex.

Sara padded down the hall, finding it bizarre how familiar she was with Greg's flat. In the two years she had been away she had not forgotten the layout, she would look around and find ornaments and posters she had expected Greg to throw away years ago but he had managed to cling onto them created decor that was miss matched.

She poured herself a glass of water and found herself moving the mouse on his keyboard bringing his sleepy laptop to life. She found the internet explorer open to a webpage on Lady Heather's website. She smiled inwardly at Greg's fascination with bondage and his interest in the perverse. But it was not till she looked carefully that Sara felt her heart begin to sink. Greg appeared at the door in nothing but his boxers a satisfied smile on his face.

"So...you want to spite your husband some more?" He asked in a husky voice moving her hair out of the way and kissing her neck. Sara spun around on the stool and pushed Greg away from her a tear rolling down her cheek.

"You knew? You knew Grissom wasn't going away with Lady Heather that it was someone else but you didn't tell me? You let me believe Hodges?" Sara asked taking a step away from the man she had less than ten minutes ago been intimate with. Greg glanced at her stony face his expression telling her all she needed to know.

"Why Greg?" Sara asked not understand how someone she trusted could hurt her in the way Greg had. He stood there staring at her blankly. "Was it for sex? Is that it? You just couldn't hack that I'd sleep with Grissom-"

"It was because I love you." Greg cut her off his fingers had curled into fists.

"If you loved me you wouldn't have let me believe that my husband would do that to me. If you loved me you wouldn't have used me. If you loved me you would have been happy that I was happy." Sara shouted not being able to stop the tears that were pouring down her face.

"Well Sara I think the fact that you believed it says something about how much he loves you. Where is he Sara? Because I certainly don't see him around trying to make you happy. And it's hard to be happy for you when you're not happy yourself- if you were really enjoying being married to that man as much as you say you are you think you would have let me fuck you three times in one night?" Greg spat at her. "I've been in love with you for ten years Sara. And all you've done is look past me. I would do anything for you. Just say it because I want to be with you that much. Why don't you understand?"

"Stop it! Stop talking." Sara stepped back until she was leaning against the kitchen counter. Her legs had turned to jelly, and she felt unable to hold herself up any longer crippling on to his kitchen floor not be able to stop the pain from flooding her body.

Greg stepped closer in order to help her up but she flinched away from his touch. She looked up at him her dark eyes filled with betrayal and expression that told him things would never be the same again. It was at that moment that Greg realised there would be no going back for him and Sara.

It was in that moment he realised he'd lost her.