Ok the usual…I do not and never will own CSI or the characters Jerry B. is one lucky man.

Chapter 2

Sara sat in the lab with the flowers Gil had left with her. He knew that they would find nothing but also knew Sara needed to have something to do to keep her mind occupied. But her mind was definitely not on the flowers, they were on the strawberry blond who had just left in a hurry. Why was she being so nice one minute and acting as if she couldn't get away fast enough the next? Was there more to the invitation to stay at her house or was she just being a friend? Up until today they had more or less been at each other's throats whenever they were in the same room for more than 5 minutes. Maybe she felt sorry for her, she didn't need anyone's pity and when she got the chance she would tell Catherine just that. "But it sure would be nice to spend some time with her away from work."

"Spend time with who?" Greg asked as he walked into the lab. He had a feeling who she was talking about and it hurt a little. He'd seen the way she looked at Catherine when she though no one was looking and if that was what it took for her to be happy then he would deal with it, as long as she was happy. She didn't know that Catherine was giving her the same looks.

"Nobody, did you bring me some of your special blend, because if you didn't you can turn back around and come back when you have some."

Greg slowly brought his hand from behind his back and showed her the cup of steaming hot coffee. "Of course I brought my special lady my special blend. Did you think I would dare approach you without something to bring you out of the funk I knew you would be working yourself into? So what is this about a stalker, why didn't you tell me about it?"

"I didn't tell anyone except Gil because I thought he was gone from my life. The only reason I told Gil was because I didn't want to go back to California after Holly's case and I had to tell Gil why. And the stalker was my main concern about going back. I really thought he had given up but apparently he's found me again."

Greg couldn't stand to see her so upset so he took a chance and walked up to her and took her in his arms and when she didn't pull back he held her even tighter. "Sara, you have friends here and none of us are going to let anything happen to you. If we have to sleep on your floor to ensure that you know we will." He stepped back so he could watch her face. Speaking of sleeping on floors, I heard Catherine offered to let you stay at her house, what's up with that girl? Are you two timing me with Catherine?" The blush on Sara's cheeks was all he needed to see to confirm what he already knew.

"What the hell are you talking about Sanders? You know Catherine and I do not get along, she hates me. I have no idea why she made the offer and I was just thinking about finding her and telling her I didn't need her pity."

"What if it's not pity? What if she really wants to spend time with you and get to know you better?"

"Greg that crazy, you've seen that way we are together, she's friendly with everyone except me, those are not the actions of someone who wants to get to know me better."

"What if she's just as scared as you are?"

"What are you talking about? I'm not afraid of her?"

"I didn't say anything about being afraid of her I said she was scared."

"Greg if you've got something to say quit beating around the bush and spit it out."

"Ok, you asked for it. What if she was just as scared of her feelings for you as you are about your feelings for her? What if she was just as scared of you hurting her as you are of her hurting you? She's been burned by love in the past and that is part of the reason she goes out with a different guy all the time. Can you deny you have feelings for her?"

"Wha…what are you talking about?" Sara sputtered. "The only feelings I have for her anger when we Are fighting. Other than that I try to steer clear of her."

"Sara, Sara, Sara." Greg shook his head as if her were talking to a child. "I've seen the way you look at her, you definitely feel more than anger or indifference. I would even venture to guess you may like her a lot, maybe even love her. You can tell me and I will keep your secret."

Sara let out the breath she didn't even know she was holding. "Greg I know how you feel about me and I don't want to hurt you by talking about this with you. Sorry"

"Ah ha, so there is more to it then isn't there? You're right I do like you a lot but if Catherine is my competition I know when to throw in the towel and cut my losses and run." He turned around and pulled up a stool so he was sitting right in front of Sara. "So come on girl spill it. I can tell you are dying to talk about it."

"Are you sure?" At his nod and genuine smile she took a deep breath. "Have you ever noticed how sexy she is when she is yelling?" He smiled like a little boy and nodded vigorously. "All that pent up energy directed at you. I've never met anyone like her before. I mean she's sexy all the time but when she's angry her eyes go a shade darker and she huffs and puffs like she been…well you know what I mean right?" She stopped when she realized she was going to say she looked as if she had just had some hot and heavy sex. She blushed when she dared look up at Greg.

"Oh boy do I, I used to make her mad just to watch her. She is sexy as hell and let me tell you she has been the object of many of my fantasies since I first started here. I would go so far as to say that she is every man's fantasy girl." At Sara's indignant look he rushed to redeem himself. "But since you came along I have dreamt of no one but you." When he noticed that angered her even more he tried again. "Not that I would try anything but you have to admit she could fuel a man's fantasies for ages and some women too. Tell me you haven't thought about her." At her blush he continued. "See I told you. How can you get mad when you've done the same thing?"

"I wasn't mad at you for thinking it. Although she's almost old enough to be your mother. I was mad because you would have a better chance getting her to go out with her than I would. As you said she goes out with guys and in case you haven't noticed, I'm not a guy. So I think it would be safe to say she wouldn't go out with me, even if I got up the courage to ask her out."

"Did you not hear what I was saying earlier about her getting scared? I've seen her watching you."

"Yeah she's watching me so she could find something to yell at me about."

"Have you ever thought that maybe she fights with you for the same reason you like to fight with her?"

"You can't honestly think she thinks I'm sexy when I am angry."

"Oh Sara, have you looked in a mirror lately? You are one hot mama and any man, boy or woman would be crazy not to see that. You really don't know what you can do to a person just by walking in a room do you?" At her blank stare he continued on. "Ok let me point out a few things to you. You have legs that go on for days and make a man want to have them wrapped…" He didn't get a chance to go on before she slapped him. "Ok but take it from me, I am not the only one that has had a few fantasies about you and those legs." He laughed when she turned a dark shade of red. "And those eyes, I could drown in those eyes and when they are directed at you, you know you are important. And that gap in your tooth is so adorable, it makes your smile so unique."

"Oh is unique the new word for ugly?"

"No he was right when he said adorable."

Ok I got a couple of reviews on my first chapter and they encouraged me to write more. Now click on the nice button to the right and I may come up with more sooner rather than later. Thank you to those who did review Chapter 1.