Disclaimer: See first chapter.
A/N: Posting from school in the cyber cafe. Yay! I'm sorry about not posting sooner, the past couple of weeks I was swamped with schoolwork. There was my eight page english research paper and my twenty page social studies homework soooo yea. And guess what? I also have the next chapter typed up! It's nice having access to a computer during my lunch period! So that chapter should be up really soon, Sunday at the latest. I really like this chapter and I was a bit hesitant to start it because Superman is my least favorite song on Speak Now. But I'm really happy with this chapter.
Enjoy!
GSRGSRGSR
Superman
You got a busy day today
Go save the world, I'll be around
For ever and ever
GSRGSRGSR
"You look stunning," he commented, his gaze washing over her after she opened the bedroom door.
He took her hand and she twirled, putting the entirety of the dress on display for him. The dress was a deep purple with thick sleeveless straps and a plunging neckline holding only the slightest bit of modesty. The back was mostly open, held together by a soft lavender ribbon that criss-crossed twice over her back. A matching sash was tied around her waist, knotting into a tight bow at the small of her back. The dress became less fitted towards her legs, flowing into a knee-length skirt that lifted when she spun.
"Is that a new dress?" he asked, holding out a white carnation. She smiled softly, moving to place the single flower in the small vase sitting atop the dresser.
"No, it's just been in the back of our closet for awhile," she replied, looking in the mirror to put on a pair of dangling silver earrings.
And awhile it had been. She had bought the dress on clearance three months ago to have something new to wear for their next night out. And while she had never worn the dress long enough to remove the tags, it couldn't exactly be called new anymore after all the times she had put it on and taken it off only because they'd been called into work before their date had even begun. So while she no longer considered the dress new, Grissom had not seen it before.
He stepped up behind her and took the small necklace chain from her thin fingers, clasping it before asking, "Are you ready to go?" She adjusted the necklace's pendant in the mirror.
"Yup."
They were in the car about to pull out of the driveway when Grissom's phone rang.
"Ignore it," she said, knowing he wouldn't.
"I can't," he said, fumbling for the annoying device in his back pocket.
"I know," Sara said. She knew the lab was his top priority, and his dedication to his job was one of the many reasons she loved him. But that did not mean it did not irritate her when the lab interfered with their personal lives. But she would not complain, after all he was taking a big enough risk with his career just by being with her.
"What do you need Jim?" Grissom said into the phone, his voice was not angry but resigned to the fact that their night would probably begin with a dead body or two instead of a romantic dinner. When she heard his greeting, Sara felt like hitting her head against the window. Work was calling. How many times was the lab going to call before they could even begin their date? It was frustrating. She saw him hang up the phone and realized that she had missed the entire conversation.
On a sigh she asked, "What did he say?"
"They found a body at Lake Mead. As Brass says its bugs' galore."
"Go," she told him, eyes looking out the window.
"You're sure?" At first he was surprised that she wouldn't at least try to convince him that their date was more important than this case. Then again Sara wasn't that kind of person and she knew the responsibilities that came with this kind of job.
"The victim shouldn't be deprived of justice just because we have a dinner reservation," she said.
"Well, Days just hired someone who majored in Forensic Entomology. I told Jim to call him in because at the very least he'll know how to collect and preserve the insects until I can get there. I'm not cancelling our date. Again... Besides, the restaurant is starting to think we're playing some practical joke on them by making reservations and cancelling last minute."
Sara leaned across the console and kissed him.
"I love you."
"I know," he smiled.
GSRGSRGSR
A/N: I do believe I sent out review replies for the last chapter, if I didn't I'll say this now: Thank you soooo much to everyone who has been reviewing! Its really great to see such a positive response to this story! Please review so I know when everyones had the chance to read this and I can post the next chapter ;)