Chapter 30

Sara awoke an hour before the alarm was set to go off. Her mind had been reeling when she fell asleep and continued to carry over into her dreams. Now she lay there staring at the ceiling, listening to the light snoring of her lover. She turned to look at Gil and smiled. She loved the feel of his body heat under the covers next to hers, the smell of his soap on his skin, the sound of his breathing. They all made her feel safe, secure and hopelessly in love. She was in love with Gil Grissom!

They didn't say it often, and not always in those blatant of terms, but they each knew how the other felt. The past few weeks had been like a dream. Work had its ups and downs, but the downs weren't as bad as they had been. They still didn't know the miniature killers identity, but not getting any deliveries with tiny versions of crime scenes was a plus. Then there was the case at the out of the way trailer park/bordello. Sara smiled when she thought of the odd conversation she and Gil had shared while walking from the main building to Happy's trailer.

"You make me happy." She shivered every time she thought of his simple words.

Then, just last night, she had discovered a letter. A letter strategically placed between the pages of her bedside book. She could hardly believe it when she read it. She had to reread it several times. It was obvious he had written this during his sabbatical. He used the words of Shakespeare, but to her, it didn't make a difference. Gil Grissom didn't say or quote anything he didn't intend to say. The four week separation had been extremely hard on Sara and now she knew that he had been thinking of her.

Just when things were down, they were back up. Sara rolled over towards her night table and picked up the letter and read it again. This is how Gil found her when he rolled over and opened his eyes. He leaned up on one elbow and smiled.

"Did you sleep at all? Or just read that all night?" Gil smiled at her as she turned towards him.

"I just woke up." She placed her hand on his cheek. It was rough with his morning stubble. She leaned towards him intending to kiss him. Gil pulled back slightly mumbling something about morning breath. Sara disregarded his comment and launched herself towards him, forcing him to lay flat on his back. She hovered above his lips with her own, half lying on top of him. She ran the fingers of both hands through his hair and smiled down at him. "I love you Gil Grissom."

"Sara." Gil smiled at her and pulled her lips down to his in a passionate kiss. They showed eachother without words just how much they were a part of the other. Pajamas were tossed to the floor, hands found their way to the spots that made the other moan out in pleasure. Lips nipped, sucked and caressed flesh that craved attention. Gil moved so he was above Sara. She wrapped her legs around his hips as he joined their bodies. They were both lost in the intensity of the moment and cried out the others name as the reached the crest and fell over.

They each lay staring up at the ceiling, panting. Gil reached for Sara's hand and turned to look at her. She looked into his eyes and smiled. They were soon laughing after a simultaneous declaration of "I love you." They lay there several more minutes until the alarm went off, signaling the start of another long day.

Greg, Warrick and Catherine were in the break room discussing a case when Sara sauntered in with a huge smile on here face declaring "Happy Monday everyone!"

Catherine rolled here eyes as Sara went over and made herself a cup of tea. She leaned a hip against the counter and stared off into space, smiling again. Greg noticed and got up to pour a cup of coffee. He stood in front of Sara, waving his hand in front of her face.

"Earth to Sara!"

"What?" Sara looked at him in confusion.

"You were off somewhere." Greg smiled mischievously at her. "What were you thinking about?"

"Oh, nothing really." She lied and turned to get her mug out of the microwave.

"Yeah, right. And I think that Jorja Fox is ugly." Greg stated sarcastically.

Sara stopped in her tracks and turned to him, "who?"

"Oh, come on! She's only the best crime drama actress EVER!" Greg threw his hands up in disbelief.

"Sorry, Greg. Never heard of her." Sara shrugged and sat down.

"You've never heard of her?" Greg's voice was now an octave higher than usual.

"No, I don't watch much television, Greg. What so special about this actress anyway.....is it her looks?" Sara said behind a smile.

"Well, Sara, she kinda looks like you." Warrick offered his comment then got up from the table laughing. "She is kinda hot." He winked at Sara and left the room.

"UGH! You guys are unbelievable." Catherine said in disgust. Sara just smiled from behind her steaming mug of tea. There was one show she was sure to watch this week.

"We got work to do, Greg." Catherine got up and pulled Greg out of the break room, leaving Sara alone with her thoughts.

"What's with Catherine today?" Nick asked Sara as he headed into the room and straight to the fridge.

"I have no idea. She, uh, seemed a bit put off with Greg and Warrick making comments about some actress they think looks like me." Sara pursed her lips in a slight smile.

"Oh, yeah. Jorja Fox." Nick smiled at her and bent over to dig around in the fridge.

"So, you've heard of her?"

"Of course I have. She's in that forensic crime drama." Nick stood up with a container in his hand and a smile on his face. "You gotta hide your stuff in the back or it gets eaten."

"Hmmm." Sara continued to sip on her tea, the contemplation evident on her face.

Nick took his plastic container out of the microwave and sat down across from Sara. He took a few bites of his leftover pasta and watched the facial expressions as they changed on Sara's face.

"So, uh, you thinking about a case? Or what?" Nick asked with his mouth half full of linguine.

"What?" She looked at Nick.

"Anything wrong, Sara? You've been staring off into space for a good five minutes." He took another bite as he waited for her answer.

"No, nothings wrong. Just thinking about things is all."

"Don't let Greg get to you, Sara. I know he's a bit.......well, he really has a thing for you." Sara started to protest but Nick held up his hand. "I know! But all I'm saying is don't let it get to you. I mean, I already know about the note he wrote to you. Don't encourage him out of pity."

"Nick, I'm not thinking about Greg. At all, actually. I was thinking about some other things. Life in general."

"Oh, well, sorry for the Greg commentary then. Forget I said anything." Nick got up to rinse his reusable plastic container out in the sink.

"Don't worry about it, Nick."

"So, if it's not Greg, whats going on?"

"I'm just having a high moment in life right now and want to savor it all before it ends." She smiled slightly at Nick.

"Sara." Nick was concerned. He took a seat next to her and put his hand gently on hers. "You deserve to be happy, Sara. Don't think for a second otherwise. I know with this job, it's easier said than done."

"I know, Nick. I really am happy right now and trying to enjoy the moment. So, sometimes I find myself spacing out." She chuckled and patted Nick's hand. "Thanks, Nick."

Nick sat back and studied Sara for a moment. He smiled at her in realization.

"What?" Sara asked.

"You're seeing someone, aren't you?" He smiled accusingly.

"You're seeing someone?" Sofia entered the room and smiled at the duo sitting at the table.

"NO! Kinda. Not Really." Sara couldn't help but smile.

"Aha! See I knew there was something you were hiding!" Nick looked to Sofia who now stood across the table from them.

"Well, I was on my way in here to deliver bad news to Greg, but this might be even worse news for him." Sofia smirked and Nick chuckled.

"Oh, God! Don't tell Greg anything." Sara thunked her head down on the table in frustration.

"Don't tell me what?" Greg bounced over next to Sofia. "Hey, Sofia." He smiled wide at her.

"We were just discussing Sara's boyfriend." Nick smiled and waited for Greg's reaction.

"Right. Don't go telling stories, Nick." Greg commented not wanting to know about Sara and any other man.

"It's no story, Greg. Sara is seeing someone." Sofia smiled at him and laughed at the look of horror on his face. Sara just smiled at the three and moved to get up. Nick pulled her back down.

"Oh, no you don't! I want to know who this is." Nick looked so serious she almost burst out laughing.

"You sound like some overprotective big brother, Nick." Sara was determined to NOT say another word. But they kept pressing her for information.

"Do we know Him? Is he trustworthy? Has he ever been married? Did you do a background check?" Sara's head was swimming. She didn't know how to answer, so she opted for the truth.

"OK! OK! Geesh!" Sara took the last sip of her tea and got up to put the cup in the sink. She leaned back against the counter. "It's someone I have known for a long time. We dated when I lived in San Francisco."

Sara's words made Greg stop and wonder if she were referring to a certain Entomologist. Would she so blatantly put that out there? He listened as Sara continued.

"He's a great guy, but we decided to be just friends years ago. But now it changed and well, he's just starting to get to know me again, and let's just say I'm happy and leave it at that.."

She was talking about Grissom, right? Greg looked over to Nick who sat looking at Sara in interest. He glanced over at Catherine who caught his questioning gaze and just rolled her eyes. Did she think Sara was referring to Grissom too? Or was he the only one?

Sara hurried out of the room before anyone could stop her. " If they didn't figure out it was Gil Grissom by those comments," she thought to herself, "well, then they needed to seriously reconsider their professions."

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