Over the next few days Grissom found excuses to visit places where he thought Sara would hang out. To Grissom she seemed to be the type of person who might haunt the library, so that was his first stop. he prowled the rows pretending to be looking for books, pausing periodically to pull one of the shelf. Just when he'd about given up he spotted her, curled up on a overstuffed couch books in hand. He walked over to her trying to think of something witty or intelligent to say, by the time he had reached her though all logical thought had escaped him,
'Hi Miss Sidle, you umm, you look comfortable' he said nervously
'Oh hi Dr Grissom' Sara said smiling as she looked up it him 'Yeah I've been here for hours so I figured I'd get the comfiest seat,'
'That was a very good idea' Grissom replied and after realizing how lame he sounded, decided he would abandon this conversation before he made a fool of himself, he said goodbye to Sara and walked out of the library
Sara watched him leave, feeling a bit awkward, she'd hoped he'd say something about the other night, she'd been thinking about it for day's. Sighing to herself she went back to her books
The next time Grissom saw Sara was in the coffee shop they had been in the night they first met. He had gone to the library first and found she wasn't there so he tried this place knowing only two things about Sara, she liked books and coffee.
He walked into the coffee shop, looking around, it was crowded with students many whom were alone with books piled up in front of them. He lined up in the queue and continued to look around. He spotted Sara in the back f the room. She was sitting with a young looking boy, they looked deep in conversation. Grissom sighed and turned back to the front of the line. After what seemed like ages he got his order, he was heading for the exit at a rather quick pace, still watching Sara, when she looked up in his direction, trying not to be awkward he waved at her briefly, she smiled and returned the wave. Grissom continued out the door his heart fluttering in his chest.
The next day Grissom found Sara in the library, she was once again with the hansom young man from the coffee shop. He picked out a few books that he thought he might like to read and started to head towards the exit, thinking to himself that he wasn't going to pursue this ridiculous obsession. As he was walking past the long row of tables he heard some one call out his name
Turning around he saw Sara waving and heading towards him. He held his breath, he didn't know what to say to her.
'Hey Dr Grissom' Sara greeted him happily
'Are you following me or something' she said laughing then noticing the look in his face added
'Oh I was kidding Dr Grissom'
Grissom smiled at her, he felt foolish he had nothing to say, well nothing intelligent anyway.
'So, urh, what are you studying today miss Sidle?' Grissom asked trying to start a conversation
Sara frowned
'Bugs' she said before poking her tongue out in disgust
Grissom smiled again
'As it happens Miss Sidle, i specialize in forensic entomology' Grissom smiled as he watched Sara's reaction, he did hope however that him liking bugs didn't scare her away
Sara was almost speachless, she hadn't meant to offend him with her dislike for bugs
'Oh Dr Grissom, i'm sorry, i didn't mean to offend you, i just really dislike most bugs'
Grissom chuckled,
'Its ok Miss Sidle, most people dislike bugs, i guess thats why there are so few forensic entomologists'
Sara smiled, and Grissom's heart beat hard against the inside of his chest
'Well Dr Grissom, it was nice to see you again i better get back to my studies, i don't want to keep Trent waiting'
Grissom nodded
'If you ever need help with the topic stop by my office and i'll be happy to help you out'
Sara smiled and replied
'Thanks Dr Grissom, i might do that some time, see you later' Sara waved and headed back towards her desk where Trent was waiting for her
Grissom headed out of the library, and thought to himself, defiantly no more chasing after Sara, she looks happy with Troy, or whatever his name is.
Sara watched Grissom exit the library, and as she went back to her study she found it hard to concentrate.