Sara awoke feeling contented, but this contentedness was soon replaced by confusion. She was still fully dressed but under the covers, except she was still half-asleep and so couldn't remember getting into bed. The last thing she could remember was ... she smiled as realisation dawned on her. Grissom had obviously put her to bed after she had fallen asleep, after she had told him about her been pregnant. And he hadn't run away, he had been sweet and caring and supportive. A thought suddenly struck her interrupting the glow of warmth which had been spreading through her. 'But he doesn't know it's his! I never told him that bit.I need to tell him, soon. Having said that if he put me into bed, where is he now?' Her smile completely fell off her face and her dropped as she realised that if he was not in there with her, 'And he's too much of a gentleman to come and share my bed unless I invite him to. Either that or if we're ... being intimate with each other.' She thought and despite the fact that she was alone a slight blush still rose to her cheeks. 'He must have gone home. I need to call him later, and see him.'
Now convinced that he must be gone she almost fell out of bed when she saw him appear in the doorway, a tray in his hands and a smile on his face. Sara discovered a smile on her own face after a moment, and try though she might she could not get it off her face. She watched as he came and sat sideways on the end of the bed, and took the tray he offered her. When she looked down at it she saw a coffee, 2 slices of toast and some pancakes, with a small bottle of squeezy syrup next to it. She looked up, her grin even wider. He half shrugged at her extra wide grin and smiled at her again. "I'm assuming you still like pancakes with syrup, and a coffee for breakfast. Well late breakfast."
Sara had already begun eating the meal but still managed to answer. "Yeah, I love them. But how did you know?"
"Sara, did you really think that all those year's I didn't take notice of what you like. Every time we went out for breakfast. How did I know you liked vegetarian pizza with extra mushrooms last night." He grinned at her confusion and took a bite from a piece of toast off the tray. Sara laughed and then carried on eating, Grissom watching her every move.
When Sara finished a thought occurred to her, she knew she could remember last night, but still felt the need to check. "Griss-"
"Eh-eh-eh" Sara smiled at his correction.
"Gil, you know last night, we didn't to anything did we?" Grissom immediately seeing in her eyes that it wasn't that she didn't trust him and that it was simply a need to check looked at her, took her hand, and said, "I crashed on the couch." Sara squeezed his hand. Now reassured, she then began getting out of bed but was shocked when Grissom still held onto her hand and didn't let go, effectively keeping her on the bed.
"You stay here, I'll go wash up."
"Gil you cooked, it's only fair that I clean." He smiled at her before picking up the tray and heading out of the door.
"Damn you and you're distracting smile Gil Grissom!" She teasingly shouted, and even though he was not in the room, Sara still instinctively knew that he would have that same smile on his face again. Her suspicions were confirmed a moment later when he walked back into her room, the smile on his face.
"That was quick, you can't have already washed them up."
"Well, you did offer to clean them." Laughing she gently punched him on the arm, before laughing harder at his false injured expression and the pout which had appeared on his lips.
"Don't you pout at me, you earned that punch." Sara laughed as he just emphasized his pout even more, and her eyes closed with laughter it was a shock when she suddenly felt his lips on hers. She immediately responded. His kisses were warm, but both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
He began to pull back when she reached behind his head and took hold of his neck, holding him close to her. "You don't get away from me that easily." She whispered to him before kissing him firmly again while her hand still held him close to her. The other hand began to undo his shirt buttons, which he soon helped with. She rolled and pulled her with him until she was on top, pulling off her own shirt first she then pulled his off and returned to kissing him as she began undoing his belt and he started unfastening her pants.
He then rolled her until he was back on top, straightening up he watched her for a moment, her eye's dreamy and wanting and her lips still moist from his kisses. She giggled lightly at his expression before reaching up and pulling him to her again.
Afterwards they lay spoon-fashion, neither saying anything for the time-being not wanting to spoil the moment. Sara turned over to face him. She gazed at his peaceful expression and his face still smiling. 'I could tell him now' she thought 'but there will be other chances, lots of other chances, and he hasn't mentioned it again. And I don't want to spoil this peace between us right now.'
She laid there and continued to gaze at him, eventually he became too self-conscious under her gaze and started talking. Neither of them talking in more than a whisper however.
"What are you going to tell the others as to why you were gone?"
"I'm not."
"Sara they're going to notice when you start getting a bump and start getting bigger."
"I'm gonna tell them that. When it's safe to tell them at 3-months I will do, but I'm not going to tell them why I was gone."
"Why not? They're going to ask."
"Because telling them that would mean I would have to tell them about the night before. Now I know Catherine knows but she won't tell Warrick and I don't really want to tell them about the night before."
"Why, do you regret it?"
"No, never. But there would just be too many questions and 1) I'd like to keep it our secret and 2) I don't really want to answer the questions?"
He looked at her asking her a question with his eyes.
"Well would you want to give them details about that night?" She quipped and smiled when Grissom slowly shook his head.
"We'll just have to see how well my plan works tonight then?"
"At work?" She nodded, and so he nodded as well. "Sara, at work, what are we going to do? I mean I don't want to have to hide from our friends, and I'd be happy to tell them about the relationship, but I still think we should be professional at work." He grinned suddenly and mischievously, "Well, most of the time anyway. Sometimes you're just too gorgeous not to kiss you sometimes. And I have had a new lock installed in my office, that should keep the rest out."
Sara coloured slightly as she realised what he was subtly implying, but then answered without a trace of embarrassment at what he had just said, "Ok, let's stay professional, the majority of the time in work. But I don't want to lie to them, but I don't think we need to tell everyone yet. Just in case."
"Sara" he replied taking her hand "Nothing is going to separate me from you, you're stuck with me now. But if you don't want to tell them yet then we won't. I promise."
Sara smiled thankfully at him before continuing a moment later with a slight glint in her eye. "Anyway Dr. Grissom, I believe you were implying something about your office, would you care to tell me what you had in mind?"
Grissom smiled before growling back "Why don't you over here Miss. Sidle, and I'll show you what I was implying." Sara giggled and shuffled over to where he lay, a moment later her giggles stopped as their lips and their bodies met again.
They lay panting slightly afterwards, "Well, Miss. Sidle did you like what I was implying?" Sara still slightly breathless replied.
"Why yes Dr Grissom, I found it most ... invigorating, but I feel we may need to restrain ourselves at work. Because there is no way that can only happen once within a work environment."
Grissom laughed, "Well Miss. Sidle, I am fortunate that we are not in the workplace today then, because I don't think have the stamina to do that again."
Sara laughed at him. "I think we ought to put that to the test. But not tonight. Truth be told, I'm a little too old for it as well."
This time it was Grissom's turn to chuckle.
They both then sighed as they realised that they had to move and get up. Grissom moved to the end of the bed and pulled his boxers back on as Sara pulled on Grissom's shirt and her panties. Grissom laughed as he saw what he was wearing but didn't make her change. They moved throughout the house together, first washing and drying the pots together, then Grissom having a shower while Sara sat in the bedroom sorting out her clothes but still talking through the door between the rooms which they had left open, and then changing places as Grissom brushed his hair and changed while Sara showered. Sara changed straight into her work clothes and came with Grissom back to his town house and waited there as he changed for work as well. Before both walking to a local park and just sitting on a bench together, talking and holding hands, looking to all the world like a old married couple.