He had dropped the knife and vegetables that had rested in his hands earlier.

Chapter two: Time will tell.

'Gil, are you alright?', Sara asked after she noticed the kitchen knife and vegetables lying on the floor. After hearing her speak, Grissom regained conscious and ducked to pick up the veggies and knife.

'I'm fine,' he responded with a slightly cold undertone, 'Although, I do have one question, if you don't mind me asking?'

Sara looked back at the floor and bit her lip, trying to force back the upcoming tears, 'Why I did it?'

'Yes', he said, still using the cold tone as he threw the vegetables away.

'Well, Gil, you're not really a man of emotions – that's why I never dared to speak with you about mine, to have an outlet, you know?'. She looked up, trying to catch a glimpse of his eyes but he was standing with his back at her, making it impossible to see his reaction or how he felt.

'I don't see how this is relevant as to why you cheated on me', the same tone, yet again.

'If you don't have an outlet, you'll start to build things up and at one point, you'll break down. Before I had that opportunity, someone came along. He was my outlet, we talked about things I normally couldn't talk about with you. Things clicked and before you knew it, we were in his bedroom having sex.'

She tried to force back the upcoming tears for one more time but couldn't manage do so and cried her heart out, softly sobbing afterwards.

'I see', was his only reply before leaving the room.

'I'm sorry, Gil', Sara whispered as he walked through the door. She tried to wipe her tears away but it was in vain.

Sara only had a few options left; she could leave and end her relationship with Grissom. One that was almost the cause of them not getting together. This first option would mean she would never hear of him ever again. She found that a too big of a sacrifice, one she couldn't make – nor wouldn't, as you consider the fact that she tried hard enough to be here in the first place. The other one was going after him, one that Grissom had finally used.

She walked through the door and went to the bedroom, the most logical room where Grissom should be – and he was. She opened the door and spotted him sitting upon the bed. He was leaning a bit forward with his head buried in his hands. Sara took place beside him, hands rubbing each other between her legs.

'Gil, I –', he cut her off.

'No, Sara,' he paused to swallow hard, 'How could you do this to me? Isn't it satisfying enough that you know what Í feel for you? Wasn't I?', his tone now had something familiar as slight despair.

'Gil, - ', he cut her off again while he moved a few inches away from her, 'Don't call me Gil.'

She nodded, looked ashamed down at the carpet as she had always called him Gil - from the beginning of their relationship, that is and she continued, 'How should I know what your feelings for me are when you don't show them?'

He scoffed, clearly hinting at the fact that she didn't know him all that well and that their relation really was the mistake he had hoped not to make. She had lifted her hand and had reached it up to touch his arm.

'I don't want you to touch me, not now', he paused as he could almost feel the warmth of her skin against his, it was such a delicat touching, one of many he would miss in the future, 'Please.'

So, she stopped.

She let out a deep sigh as the tears started to well up.

'Sara,' he sighed as well, trying to calm himself down and preventing his voice from shaking, ' I just can't do this right now. I hope you can understand this and give me some room to think about it. About all of this.'

He knotted his eyebrows, trying to figure out where he had gone wrong - trying to figure out what he had done wrong. Should he have shown his feelings more than he actually had done? Would that make this all just a terrifying nightmare and that he would wake up in the morning with a terrible cold sweat?

'When do you think you'll be able to handle this?'

'I don't know, not now, 'he finally lifted his head up, 'Time will tell.'

A/N:
I really do hope I'm not getting too OOC (out of character) with Grissom. I know he doesn't show his feelings too often but… I don't know. I just hope I'm not.
Second chapter, woot! I hope you all enjoyed yourselves and I really do appreciate some opinions about this story (example; as to what would be more like Sara or Grissom, what you like/dislike about this story –except for the whole cheating thing, of course-)!
As for next time; try thinking what's going through Griss' head. Why is Sara so OK with all of this? What's going to happen in the future? Will Griss ever be ready to handle it? Read all about it next time(Darn, I should make movies)!