Chapter Three
After Grissom had closed the door, Sofia confronted Sara. "Is it true that you and Grissom are together?"
Sara was in no mood for this, but she had to keep her cool. She wasn't surprised by the questions, they'd been coming at her for months. But that didn't make answering them any easier. She hated denying what she and Grissom had, but she knew it was for the best.
"No Sofia. I am not dating Grissom, or sleeping with him, or doing anything outside of work."
She was still mildly surprised how easily the lies slipped off of her tongue. It was an odd feeling. She'd said these lies for years before, but that was when they weren't lies. Now it was just plain weird.
Sofia smiled at her, but her eyes were cold. "Your face tells a different story, Sara. You're not a very good liar."
This brought a smile to Sara's lips. Sofia was bluffing. Nobody could see through her that easily, except maybe Grissom. She stood up to leave and said, "Contrary to popular belief, Sofia, I am a very good liar, when I sink down low enough to lie to people."
Sofia's smile grew. "Well, that makes him single then, doesn't it?"
Sara shrugged, heading for the door. "How should I know?"
"Oh, I don't know. Just thought you might. Well, I'm going to go see him, so if you need me, I'll be in his office." Sofia stood, picked up her bags and pushed past Sara out into the hallway. "See you later," she said wickedly, smirking. She turned and headed in the direction of his office.
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With Sofia gone, Sara sank back down into a chair, feeling a new batch of angry tears forming in her eyes. Why the hell am I crying? He wouldn't ever cheat on me, right?
The tears had overflowed down her cheeks, and she hastily wiped them away, even though her mind was still racing. Well, yeah, women are attracted to him – I mean, who wouldn't be? He's sexy as hell – but he loves me. He would never cheat…
She couldn't stand being in the lab anymore, with these thoughts and doubts pouring into her heart, so she picked up her stuff to leave. She then realized that to get to the parking lot and her car, she'd have to pass by his office. Whatever, she thought moodily. He'll be distracted by Sofia.
She walked quickly and quietly out of the break room, towards the parking lot.
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Grissom was gearing up to leave as well when there was a knock on his door. "Come in," he called, figuring it was Sara. When he turned around, however, he was greeted with the sight of Sofia standing just inside the doorway.
"Grissom," she said brightly.
"Sofia, what –" he stopped, and looked past her into the hallway. He'd just seen Sara walk by, her face tear-streaked. "Sara!" he called. "Sara!"
Sofia looked behind her, searching for the brunette. She was nowhere in the short hallway leading to the back parking lot. "Look, Grissom, I wanted to ask you something," she began.
But he wasn't listening. Instead, he was pulling on his coat and jacket. "Sofia? I can't talk right now… I, I have to go."
"It's only a small –"
Grissom was standing in front of her now, moving her gently out of his path. "Sofia, not now. Tomorrow, okay?" he told her, getting annoyed that she was still there. He stepped out of his office without another word to her, and ran down the hall after Sara.