Grissom and Sara were seated at a table located next to the window looking out on the seemingly quiet street outside. Having worked the graveyard shift for the past six years Sara was used to not seeing much of what could be considered 'normal' goings on during the day in Vegas, night seemed to change the city somewhat from a normal busy city to a dark, neon, drug fuelled, crime filled place which Sara could only describe as Hell. Though used to this aspect of Las Vegas Sara often dreamed of working and living in an area not so 'crazy', but as a CSI living in a place like that wouldn't offer many job prospects or many exciting cases which Vegas often provided for her keen, puzzle solving mind.
Grissom was looking intently at Sara, she could feel his eyes boring into her like he was reading her mind, Grissom often did this. Though largely known for his lack of social skills Sara had a feeling he wasn't as socially inept as he leads on, God only knows how many times he has figured her out before now which is more than what a socially inadequate person could do. This is what Sara loves most about Grissom, his intelligence, it is safe to say that Grissom is the most intelligent person she'd ever had the fortune of knowing and for Sara intelligence was a huge turn on.
"Are you ok Sara? It seems like you have a lot on your mind" Grissom asked with a concerned look on his face.
"Yeah I'm fine; I'm just thinking how lovely this restaurant is. How did you come across this place?"
"I found it during a case a few years ago, one of the waiters was involved in an armed robbery of a convenience store close to Desert Palm hospital. I've been meaning to come here for a while now but have never had the opportunity. I wanted to save it for something special!" Grissom had a cheeky smile on his face as he said the last sentence. Sara could feel herself blushing from his last words. The words 'something special' were replaying through her head, he thought that this was a special occasion too! Granted this isn't what you would call a typical date as it was 7am and a spur of the moment decision after work, but then Grissom and Sara aren't what you would describe as a typical couple. Considering how many dinners they've been on you couldn't really even describe this as a first date, more the beginning of a new part in their lives, the next step as it were.
"Are you ready to order?" the waiter had arrived without Sara noticing, she hadn't even looked at the menu yet as she had been too focused on Grissom. After quickly flicking through the menu she selected a lasagne while Grissom went for spaghetti bolognaise. Once the waiter had left Sara focused her attention back onto Grissom.
"How long have you wanted to bring me to this place, assuming you had always thought me worthy of this special occasion" Sara asked with a glint in her eye which Grissom had not seen for a fairly long time.
"You were always the first person on my mind to bring here since I first discovered this place three years ago, there just never seemed to be a good time for me to bring you here. I wanted it to be a perfect evening but could never pluck up the courage to ask you here on a date, so I decided to just through caution to the wind and bring you here after shift, and here we are." Grissom had a look on his face which Sara had never seen before, it was a look of both shyness and also a kind of longing.
Sara could feel herself blush slightly, she couldn't believe what he was saying, he was finally admitting his feelings for her after six years of pussy footing around the subject he was finally admitting to her that he likes her. Sara didn't know what to say both from shyness and from being in shock.
Grissom moved his handover Sara's and gave it a light squeeze whilst gazing intently into her eyes with a slight smile on his face. Sara didn't know what it was about Grissom but he always had a way of making her feel at ease even when at the height of any emotion, this time the emotion being ecstatic happiness, it took all her will not to scream with excitement.
"Lasagne?"