Author's note: I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery!
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You are the Woman that I've Always Dreamed Of…
CHAPTER 14:
Jim showed up with dinner as promised. He brought Chinese from his favorite place, a bottle of bourbon, and his girlfriend Annie Kramer. Sara learned that Jim had been "friends" with Annie in Trenton, and that Annie had recently moved to LA and had been promoted to Captain.
She made Jim's eyes sparkle – that was the only thing Sara needed to know.
They sat and ate dinner in quiet conversation.
"So," Sara finally gave in to curiosity, "where exactly are all of the cameras located?"
Jim choked on his mouthful of moo-shoo pork.
"Yes she knows about the cameras!" Grissom insisted, " She had to know, we are moving in here!"
Annie looked surprised at this news. "Moving in together? That is great news! Congratulations!' she exclaimed.
"Well," Jim interjected, "it would be nice to live in the same time zone anyhow!"
Annie laughed. "Move to LA then Captain Brass!" was her only reply.
After dinner they went to the living room and enjoyed the fire.
As often happens when co-workers socialize, conversation turned to work.
"I really miss work!' Sara admitted. "I can't wait to be back, even if its just in the lab for a bit."
"Not too soon!" Griss insisted.
"Hey Cookie, you need to just relax until we get McAllister caught!" he looked concerned. "You are VERY safe here! So just hang out."
"Yes," Annie chimed in, "We are convinced that McAllister was laying low until his surgery healed. He should be ready to move pretty soon! We don't want to get you hurt any more than you have already suffered!"
They all agreed that it was best to stay in the safety of Jacob's house until McAllister was caught or killed. They were sure that the threats communicated against Sara were serious and, based on his history of violence, they were all also convinced he would carry them out.
As the evening winded down, Jim and Annie made their excuses to leave. As they exited the front door, Grissom instructed Sara on how to set the alarm. Since he was returning to work, he wanted to make sure she knew what to do in case of an emergency. While there were going to be cops posted at the entrances to the house, he was still worried. He'd almost lost her twice in the last six months, he vowed he was not going to go through that again!
He asked if she wanted to take a look at the panic room and see how the magic happened. She agreed. He carried her down the short staircase and showed her how to lock the door. She was amused by the code.
"*666 really?" she asked.
"Hard to forget, wouldn't you say?" he replied. "You would just have to have known Jacob. He wasn't a satan worshipper or anything, he just liked old horror movies!"
She laughed. "OK well I won't forget that one!" she agreed.
They reviewed all of the safety mechanisms and where all of the weapons and protective gear was stored. She was pleased to find that everything was up to date and familiar to her. While she wasn't too concerned about Spencer finding out here, she knew she could take care of herself if something were to happen.
"What about the cameras?" she asked.
Blushing, he turned on the video feed that showed the dining room and the kitchen. "Right here dear!" he indicated.
He pushed a button and rolled the film back to their breakfast encounter.
They both watched for a few seconds before they became a little uncomfortable.
"Oh get rid of that!" she said.
"What? Sara Sidle inhibited?" he asked, eye sparkling from behind the glass that had ridden down on his nose.
"No," she replied, "horny."
He grabbed her up into his arms and laid her down on the sofa in the panic room.
"No cameras here!" he growled as he began to gently remove the shirt that had suddenly become too much from him to stand.
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"I miss my friends," she said as she got out of the shower.
"I know dear, and they miss you too!" Grissom replied.
"Why can't they come out here? This place is a fortress. Its not like someone could sneak in!" she asked.
"Sara," he replied softly, "I've checked out McAllister's record and I don't want him to be able to get to any of our people and harm them to find out where you are."
She looked a little troubled.
"He's a really bad man," he continued, "Cruel and determined. I just don't want to take any chances yet!"
She agreed. Thinking about any harm coming to any of her friends made her literally feel sick inside.
"But, you could send a note in with me if you would like! Remember I'm going to go back to work on Monday."
"I know, Dr Grissom," she said, looking a little sad, "But I'm feeling much better now and we really can't put this off for much longer."
"You'll be back to work in no time at all!" he responded, "and you get to enjoy all that Hero stuff that the city is planning for you!"
Now that news truly surprised her.
"What in the world are you talking about Gil?" she inquired.
"The mayor wants to give you the key to the city! Did I forget to tell you that? I'm sorry!"
"Oh you have got to be kidding!' she replied.
"No, you are still the local darling!' he answered, "the press is not going to stop until they get to meet the "real" Sara Sidle."
They both laughed.
"Do you really think the press is ready to meet the "real" Sara Sidle?" she asked through the laughter.
"No dear," he replied, "but they will be soon!"
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Spencer and Rick found a hotel room on the outskirts of Vegas. Rick had registered them under the name of Tom Smith and Jerry Jones. He paid cash for a week and failed to register a home address.
The room as nice and tidy, but small. Rick was a little concerned about Spencer being claustrophobic, but he appeared to be ok. He knew what to expect from Spencer's temper if he was unhappy with a hotel room! Last one had cost him a black eye and two broken fingers!
Rick had made many excuses for Spencer's temper. He loved the man dearly, but this one flaw was surely going to be the death of him! He just needed to help Spencer learn how to keep it under control.
They sat at the small table and Spencer brought out a map of the city for them to study.
"Our first step is to find out where they have her holed up!" he educated Rick.
"How will you do that?" Rick replied.
"Let's start with that cowboy." Spencer replied.
"Ok," Rick agreed, "but remember our agreement – no one dies!"
"Yeah, yeah," muttered Spencer McAllister, "No one dies."
Rick didn't notice that Spencer's fingers were crossed behind his back.
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So here's where it gets good!