A/N: I'm posting chapter twelve along-side chapter eleven so those of you that have already read it can see if it now follows. Please let me know. I'm thankful to everyone that has continued to read and review.
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Paige

Chapter Twelve

Sara awoke to the aroma of blueberry pancakes. The soft clanking of pots and pans. And the sweet sent of the man that had stayed with her the night.

She rolled over to find the other side of the bed cold and freshly made. A white rose lay on the pillow.

Grissom stood with his back to the bedroom door, working away at the stove. Blueberry pancakes had always been Sara's favorite and he had longed for the chance to make them.

Coffee was brewing in the pot. The pancakes were near-on ready. A single candle stood in the middle, with a single red rose.

Sara stood in the doorway to the bedroom, looking out at Gil. She had managed to stand in the same place without be noticed by her boss, for a good couple of minutes.

The sweet smell of blueberry pancakes was stronger now she had entered the living room.

She wrapped her robe tighter around her body and hoped the lack of he clothing went unnoticed.

Grissom heard the rustling of the wonder silk robe that Sara wore. He had only seen it a couple of times, but it had quickly grown to be his favorite.

Grissom turned round as he heard Sara's feet shuffle along the soft cream carpet.

Sara was inches away from Grissom when he turned round. A huge smile appeared on his face when he saw that Sara was clutching the rose he had left on the pillow.

Her lavender silk robe hugged every inch and every curve of her body.

Grissom's mouth spread even further across his face when he saw what she was wearing.

Sara returned the reaction by flashing her famous Sidle smile.

Grissom put his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Planting a feathery kiss on her lips.

"Blueberry pancakes, honey?"

"Yes."

Grissom placed pancakes on both places at the table. He filled the cups with coffee while Sara took her place.

Grissom took his and looked straight at Sara, who was smiling down at her plate.

"They're my favorite." Sara looked up and met Grissom's gaze.

"I've always wanted to make them for you. I remember Nicky giving you one when you came into the lab on your birthday."

"That was the day I got suspended." Sara giggled and sipped her coffee. "It was also the first time you held me."

"I wouldn't have been anywhere else that day." Grissom returned the smile and started to eat his share of pancakes.

Sara soon followed, nibbling on hers, savoring the taste.

I've never tasted any as good as this though.

Once they had finished they cleared up together, their hands brushing as they loaded the dishes into the dishwasher.

"When do we leave, Gil?"

It sent shivers of joy down Grissom's spin as his given name rolled beautifully off her tongue.

Sara saw him blush and sent next to him on the couch, slipping her hand into his.

"The flight leaves at three. Have you... er... got everything?"

"Yep. I'm all packed. What do you wanna do before we leave?"

Grissom's mind worked overtime, there was so many things he wanted to do. Things that he wanted to do to Sara. Things he had held back on last time they were together like this.

"I... uhm..."

Sara closed the gap between them and pressed her lips against his check.

Grissom cupped her check with his free hand and brought their lips together as his tongue sought hers.