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A/N – Thank you very much for all your great reviews for the last chapter, they really do inspire me to keep on writing. Please keep them coming. My apologies again for not having the time to reply to them, and the long delay in posting, but I am moved in now and about settled enough to get on with the story. Story is beta'd by myself so any remaining mistakes are all mine, so I apologize in advance. R & R Enjoy!
Fall Out Boy – Chapter 35 Sorry....... Its an emergency
"Sorry....... Its an emergency......My wife is............Sara!" Hank began to explain his reason for rushing through the door, when shock hit him, and he realized exactly who he'd bumped into.
"You okay baby?" Sara asked Kye distractedly as she attempted to stand, breaking eye contact with Hank.
OMG! Hank!
Shit! What now?
What to do?
What to say?
Does he know?
Of course he does stupid!
He's Kye's real father?
Shit!
Not now.......
I cant do this....It's too soon....
Not here....Please...Not now, Ran rapidly through Sara's mind as she stalled trying to get up off the floor.
"Sore, head hurts" Kye's pained voice replied, as his watery eyes sough out Gil.
Gil glared at Hank who began to step forwards holding out his hand to assist her.
Swiping the paramedics hand away aggressively, then deliberately nudging him out of the way, Gil stepped in front of Hank "Come on Kye buddy" he said reaching out with his arms for the boy and pulling him up to his chest, then holding out a hand for Sara "You okay honey?" he asked.
Hearing the boys name had Hank riveted to the spot, having forgotten instantly about Grissom's rude behavior, he watched intently the interaction between the three, with a rush of unaccustomed emotions flowing uncomfortably throughout him
Kye wrapped his arms around Gil's neck burying his head in his neck as his tears began to flow, his shoulders shaking a little as he tried to hide the fact that he was crying.
"Hey it's okay" Gil soothed after seeing that Sara was okay and was brushing her clothing down, not meeting eyes with either he or Hank, he rubbed the boys back in soothing circles "Hey buddy it's okay..Shhhhhh".
Feeling gently around the boys head Gil couldn't make out any wounds or extra bumps that shouldn't be there "I think your okay buddy, no serious damage this time" he comforted as he continued to glare at Hank who was still staring at Kye rudely.
"We going to feed those bugs now huh?" Gil asked Kye, trying to distract him from his shock at being thrown to the grown abruptly, but also trying to break the awkward and uncomfortable silence that had descended now.
Feeling a nod against his head followed by a muffled sniffle, Gil broke his glare with Hank, to a much softer look towards Sara who now met his eyes with unrestrained relief in hers at her rescue.
"Mr Peddigrew...Your wife is right this way...You need to hurry" The receptionist voiced loudly in their direction.
Peeling his eyes away from the small boy reluctantly........His son......Kye.......His biological son.....His first born child.....The child Charlie, his former brief lover had neglected to inform him of, he nodded to the woman "I'll be right there" he said in a distracted tone.
Torn between his heavily pregnant wife in labor in a nearby room, and the son he'd just inadvertently met without introduction in the worst possible scenario, he stuttered out his next words as he made to follow the woman "Sara I...Ur mm....We......We, Urm...... We have to......I....I need to.....I really need to get to Elaine".
Elaine's the one who needs me right now, was Hanks easy reasoning for his decision, We haven't even discussed this yet......This shock to us, This kid....This child of mine..... That could change our lives forever.
We have our own son Daniel about to enter the world.
We have to concentrate on that right now....
I need to be there for her....For them both, we're a family, were thoughts going through Hanks mind as he stepped away from the threesome.
"Sara......" Hank added in a regretful voice, but breaking off at seeing her obvious discomfort.
"Gil lets go. Now!" Sara declared demanding, her eyes tearing up as she grabbed the door pulling it open quickly in her haste to escape the horrible situation.
The drive home had been silent, Kye sat quietly sensing the mood of the adults as Gil drove, and Sara looked out of her passenger window.
Gil made a couple of brief stops off at a mini mart and a drug store on the way, leaving the other two in the car while he bought the items he required.
Feeding the bugs with Kye had been a somewhat fun affair for both Gil and Kye, as the expert in the field gave instructions to the boy, then went on to explain a little about each of them in more detail, with his rapt audience listening intently to him.
The pair then fed and watered the dogs, letting them outside for a well earned excited run around in the yard with Kye for company, while Gil cooked.
Sara was still somewhat upset at the earlier event of bumping into Hank even throughout dinner, she practically ate nothing, shoving the food around the plate before getting up from the table, apologizing as she did so, to go pace in the living area again.
Keeping Kye distracted from Sara's motions, had been easy for Gil to do, by asking Kye about some of the facts he'd learned earlier about the insects he'd fed.
What Gil really wanted to do was take Sara into his arms and try to reassure her everything would be okay, that he would be with her, right beside her, helping her to deal with what was yet to come for them all, but right now getting Kye fed, then settled down for the night was his priority, before he could concentrate his whole attention towards Sara.
Dishes cleared away, the kitchen tidied, then one tired little boy later, washed, dressed and ready for bed made his way back into the living area to say goodnight to Sara.
She gave him an enthusiastic hug with a soft kiss to the temple, feeling terrible for neglecting him for the past few hours as her mind tumbled with foreboding, deep worry and angst.
Managing to get the boy relaxed enough to settle in his bed, Gil read to him as he watched Kye's eyes droop heavily, then fall asleep into a deep slumber, before creeping out of the room to tend to Sara's needs.
Entering the kitchen Gil set the kettle on the stove to make a camomile tea for her first.
Sara was now sat on the couch, after probably exhausting herself stressing and waking the length of the large room constantly.
"Honey. How about I treat you to one of my special back massages to help relieve some of that tension for you, huh?" Gil asked as he set the tea cup on the table in front of the couch, then sat down beside her placing his arm around her shoulders drawing her near.
Sara frowned momentarily, had she heard him right?
She locked eyes with him, those wonderful pools, of mesmerizing blue holding her captive.
Gil was smirking at her sexily. A single eyebrow raised in question.
Oh she most certainly had alright, and he was totally enjoying her reaction to his offer.
He, 'Gil Grissom', the love of her life, the man of so many of her naughtiest, erotic dreams over the years was offering her a massage.
His large, but adept and steady hands would come in direct contact with her bare skin, gliding sensually over her wanton and needy body.
They'd be heated, gentle, experienced and lubricated too!
These thoughts had her tummy tingling nervously, but excitedly in anticipation.
Moisture and heat pooled at her core instantly, her eyes darkening perceptively with desire as the implications of his possible further actions made it through her fogged and aroused brain.
All Sara could do was nod slowly and dumbly, at a complete loss for the right coherent words to use.
Seeing the effect Gil was having on her, the darkening of her beautiful chocolate eyes to almost black, the relaxing of her body against him, the slight shift she made in her seating position, plus the pure lack of a Sidle reply had him smiling in triumph, at succeeding in making her forget all about Hank and their earlier disastrous meeting.
He also felt quite smug and accomplished at being able to stir such obvious signs of arousal within her, that he never thought possible before now.
Along with it though, he felt strong stirrings in his loins, as he battled to try to break the gaze in order to get his body under some semblance of control again, before he threw caution to the wind and took her right there and then.
Removing his arm from around her, he then stood breaking eye contact with her, drew in a a couple of deep controlled breaths before turning back around to her extending his hand "Come on, I'll get the things ready for your soak in the tub after your massage, while you change and get comfortable" Gil said in a low husky tone.
Taking his hand and allowing him to pull her up from the couch, Sara dropped her chin to hide the light flush to her cheeks, and the nervous smile breaking free.
As she rose to standing she expected him to lead her off towards the bedrooms, but her body suddenly bumped into solid mass, then became flush with his as he wrapped her in a tight hug, his lips descended on hers is a long languid kiss.
Breaking the kiss to draw in a much needed breath, Gil smiled lovingly seeing Sara's eyes still closed from the dreamy kiss, he rested his forehead against hers.
Opening her eyes Sara beamed her own brilliant smile, returning the same emotions of love and adoration reflected in the deep pools of sparkling blue staring at her.
"Ready?" Gil simply asked her quietly, pulling his head back.
Sara's smile suddenly turned a little shy as she nodded, unable to speak from the wonderful, sensual kiss she'd just engaged in with him, tasting him properly for the very first time.
"Follow me dear, your pamper session awaits" he stated, pulling her gently along beside him.
Releasing her once more and claiming her hand gently in his own, Gil led her down the hall to the bedrooms.
When he came to a short stop outside his own bedroom grasping the doorknob, 'the master bedroom' Sara inhaled in slight shock, she was sure they would be doing the massage on the couch, or her guest bedroom at least, not his.
Pushing open the door he led her into his most private of sanctuaries, then released her hand turning to her "Change, and then get comfortable" he whispered before pecking her lips and stepping away from her walking into the adjoining en-suit bathroom, leaving the door slightly ajar.
Sara heard him rustling about in the bathroom, as she took in his room, her eyes were immediately drawn to what she presumed was his preferred nightstand where a framed picture was sat.
Stepping up to pick it up, her eyes widened in shock and surprise, it was a picture of her taken that fist year she had came to Vegas.
Sara was crouched down wearing a tank and jeans, her hair up in a pony tail, intently inspecting a piece of evidence closely in her latex gloved hand.
Recalling the case she had worked with him that double shift that had gone on into a hot summers day, she remembered how she had strongly sensed his eyes on her watching as she processed their primary crime scene.
Shooting a quick glance towards the bathroom Sara replaced the picture, she felt a little kiddy at the knowledge that he'd obviously had her picture right next to him as he fell asleep and on waking every day.
Continuing her quick perusal of the room, she took in the heavy, expensive blackout drapes covering the long wide windows, in a rich dark brown, that matched the same colored bed coverlet, which contrasted with the pale cream sheets nicely.
A matching pair of chest of drawers, two night stands, a large ornate framed mirror, and a tall narrow bookcase were all made of a rich dark cherry wood, fitting for Grissom she thought, as her eyes settled on the copious amount of old, but very well kept volumes of collectable books on the shelves.
Stepping past the bathroom door she looked closer, admiring the beautiful literature he had acquired.
They were all there in neat organized rows, alphabetically, Keats, Shelly, Thoreau, the ones he had often quoted to her over the years she had known him, but she didn't spot the Bard at first, but shifting her eyes now to the large brown leather chair in the corner, she saw it.
A large volume of poems and sonnets by William Shakespeare sat in the center of the thick seat pad, with a dainty looking bookmark marking his last place of reading, she ran her fingertips lightly over the gold embosses edges of the antique leather binder reverently.
"Ah, I see you have found my preferred choice of reading material" Gil said in a low teasing voice.
Startled a bit, Sara's head whipped around at having been surprised at his re-entering the room without her even noticing, she had been so engrossed in finding out those extra little nuggets of information about the man she loved.
"There are some great books here, I have to say. Read them all?" she tossed back at him, entering the teasing game.
Chuckling, Gil stepped up to her, pleased to see she seemed to be quite relaxed enough to want to play, "Surely you jest my dear. Of course I've read them all, why would I purchase them if not to read" he intoned with a smirk.
Turning to him displaying her wide, gap toothed special smile just for him, she threw back "Oh I dunno.....Maybe you just peruse them, then choose a few select quotes to use to impress the ladies, and Greg of course too" with an added giggle at his mock hurt look.
Grabbing a hold of her, jostling her around in his embrace a little as if wresting with her, he spoke close to her ear sincerely and honestly "There's only one beautiful lady that I'll ever try to impress", then he kissed the side of her neck as she threw her head back to laugh.
Gil inhaled her personal scent, and that of her shampoo, a smell he'd always found intoxicating, and comforting.
"Are you okay as you are,.........Or do you need another five minutes to get comfortable?" he whispered seductively into her neck as he continued to nibble a lick at her pulse point.
His ministrations were making her head spin, so much so that she nearly missed his question altogether, "Ummmm" she moaned out slowly not wanting him to stop.
A light chuckle against her neck tickled, sending shivers down her spine, "I just need to remove my blouse and tank, then we're good to go" she murmured distractedly, as his tongue stroked a path up her neck to her jaw line.
Finishing up with a nip to her chin, then a gentle peck, Gil pulled away to see her with closed eyes and a look of total relaxation on her face "Okay honey, then lets get started" he said releasing her on opening her eyes again.
Missing his closeness immediately Sara gave herself a mental shake, if that was anything to go by, when they did finally get down to consummating their relationship she wasn't sure she wouldn't pass out at the experience.
His seduction techniques were so far were playing havoc with her mind and senses, but he had hardly even touched her yet.
Looking down at herself trying to calm her racing heart, Sara unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, setting it down on the leather chair as Gil walked over to his nightstand pulling open a drawer.
Feeling a little self conscious at what to do now, she watched as he pulled back the bedding to the bottom of the bed, leaving just the cream cotton sheets and pillows exposed, then he returned to the open drawer pulling out a couple of things he would be using.
Taking the opportunity while he had his back turned and his focus elsewhere, Sara walked over to the bed, quickly discarded her slip on shoes, pulled the tank over her head, throwing it towards her blouse on the chair, then got onto the bed on her tummy, her jeans still in place along with her bra, her insides like jelly and her heart rate speeding.
Closing the drawer at seeing her disrobe, then get onto the bed in his peripheral vision, Gil smiled.
Anticipation, excitement and nerves were doing a real number on him now, but he needed to keep control, to keep his libido in check if he were to deliver the massage for her like he had stated, and nothing more if was to be the case.
He didn't know at this point if either of them were really ready for anything more, to take the next step in their blossoming romantic relationship, the most intimate of acts for any couple to take, but oh how he did want her.
Gil had always wanted her, from day one, he had longed for Sara like never before, he'd just convinced himself in his own mind it could never be, although all indications Sara had sent him over the years told him otherwise.
But this was still a massive personal step for him, for both in fact, but Gil knew that once he was to make love to her, she would consume him completely and there would never be any going back for him ever again.
Taking in a long slow calming breath, Gil then kicked of his shoes, pulled his shirt free of his trousers so he'd be more comfortable, then spoke "Comfortable?" he asked her in a low calming voice.
Grasping the pillows with her arms extended above her head, Sara turned to give him a nervous smile "Yes...Very" she managed to get out as a flush made its way on to her cheeks.
"Okay......But if...If at anytime your not...Just.......Just let me know okay honey" Gil said stuttering a little, his nerves, and the image of her part naked outstretched on his bed making it difficult for him to speak.
Kneeling on the bed next to her almost naked torso, Gil placed both his outstretched slightly shaky hands gently on her shoulders........................................
A/N – Yep, I'm back!. This chapter took quite a while for me to write after not doing any for such a long while, but I am right into the story again now and ready to move it forward. I know you were all expecting some smut, and I promise you'll get it in the next chapter, I just needed to continue on from the last chapter, get you all thinking about the Hank aspect of the story and set the tone for the smut to come! I already have the next chapter underway, but want to take my time with it to make sure it as I would want it, so will be posted in the next few days!
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