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chapter 5

It took her a while until she realized where she was, until she realized that this was real and hadn't just been a dream. The satin sheets caressed her skin and she wondered since when Grissom owned this satin stuff…she could remember their conversation about satin sheets during a case and she couldn't help but smile…she had never forgotten what he had told her on that crimescene…that he had told her that he was interested into beauty since he had met her…and maybe she hadn't just interpreted it wrong! Like she had told herself only 24 hours ago…maybe she hadn't interpreted anything wrong!

She wrapped herself into one of the sheets, not knowing where her clothes were. She slowly left the bed and walked over to the bedroom door. Taking a deep breath before she opened it. He had told her that they'd talk today, that they'd talk this morning. She didn't know what they would talk about. He had told her that he still loved her, still loved her even though she had hurt him so much…

Sara didn't know if this feeling of regret would ever go away, would ever leave her…she hoped, she prayed that it would.

The floor in the living room was cold, she curled her toes, slowly walking over to the kitchen.

Grissom stood next to the coffee machine, smiling softly when he noticed her.

"Did you sleep well?"

She nodded. "When did I loose my clothes?"

Grissom grinned. "They were soaked up with rain."

She slowly came closer to him, he laid his hand on her arm. For a couple of seconds they remained in silence, looking into each others eyes for a moment. His hand slipped up and down her arm, her hand rested on his chest.

Then he reached up, softly caressing her cheek. "Are you freezing?", he asked a little worried.

"No.", she smiled brightly at him, feeling the butterflies in her stomach.

His face came closer to hers, his thumb slowly caressing her bottom lip. "My sheets suit you."

She laughed softly. Causing a big grin on Grissom's face. She looked up to him. "Why are you grinning?"

"I missed your smiles…I missed it to see you laughing. And I'm glad that…now you do laugh again."

"Do I…still have a reason to be sad?", she asked a little insecure.

He shook his head. "Never again honey." He closed the gap between them, his arms slipping around her waist.

After their lips loosened again she looked deep into his eyes. "I love you.", she whispered. "I love you so much Gil."

With a soft smile on his lips he dragged her closer again, kissing her passionately. His hands slipping over her body, caressing every part of her.

After a long time he pulled away from her, totally breathless. They stared at each other for a couple of moments, loving each other with their eyes.

"I love you more than word can say Sara Sidle.", he said when he found his voice back, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.

Her hands lay on both of his cheeks, holding his face close to hers. She caressed him with her thumbs, her fingers slowly burying themselves into his hair. "Do you still want to talk?"

He nodded. He turned his face away from her for a couple of seconds, she let him, but her hands never left his cheeks. Not until he was facing her again. "It's not that…I am not mad at you…not angry…it's…I just, I think there are things that we need to talk about."

"I understand it.", she pulled away from him, leaning against the kitchen counter.

"I need to know if you can trust me now Sara. You said you couldn't trust me…can you trust me now?"

Sara didn't know the answer. On the one hand she did trust him, on the other hand, the wounds in her hadn't healed yet. One part of her screamed YES, but there was still a little voice inside of her that whispered NO.

She sighed. She knew the answer that Grissom needed to hear, she knew that if she wouldn't say 'yes' then she would destroy it all again.

Too late she realized that the silence that had fallen between them had already been answer enough for him.

He had turned away, had turned to the counter on the other side of the kitchen. His hands lay on its edge, his weight resting on them.

"I…", she started but didn't really know how to continue. She walked over to him, placing her hand on his shoulder.

He didn't move. He didn't say anything. He continued staring on the cup of coffee in front of him.

"My heart trusts you blindly…", she started again.

This time he turned to her, it was as if he was looking through her though, as if she wasn't there…

She swallowed hard. "…I…it's just that mymind somehow…it's…you know if I could…"

"Are you following your heart or your mind?"

"I'm here…in your house and not alone in an apartment in Chicago. I am here without a job instead of being day shift supervisor in Chicago. Whenever it came to you, I followed my heart. I came to Vegas although my mind screamed 'no'…I stayed in Vegas when I wanted to leave for the first time…although my mind screamed 'no' …I am still here…didn't leave this time…once again…although my mind screamed 'NO'…Gil I love you and I always will…and nothing can ever change this fact. And…I know that my mind will one day completely trust you, just like my heart does, but …I don't care at all about what my mind is telling me."

He softly placed his hand on her cheek, their lips meeting once again. She closed her eyes, realizing that she was shaking. She had been so scared, that now, when they had been so close to their goal, she'd loose him again.

His arms slipped around her waist, pressing her close against him. Then their lips loosened from each other and he let his head rest against hers. Planting a soft kiss on her forehead.

She twined her arms around his neck, pressing herself even closer against his chest. She could feel his heart beating. Hard and fast.

And there they stood, in the middle of his kitchen. Arms twined around each other, holding each other so close, as if they never again wanted to let go off the other one…

"Make love to me.", Sara whispered into his ear.

He looked up, excitement in his eyes. "You…want me to…"

"Yes.", she whispered, her hands slipping over his shoulders, over his arms, down to his hands. Then she slowly walked backwards, dragging him behind her.

Before they had reached the bedroom he had caught up with her, his arms slipping around her waist. He kissed her neck while she was trying to find the bedroom without turnig her head to the back.

They missed the door and she hit the wall a little ruggedly, but she didn't care at all. Grissom looked up for a second to check if she was alright, she smiled brightly at him, then pushed him gently into the direction of the bedroom.

She placed her one hand on his cheek, dragging his lips to hers. She planted a couple of soft kisses on his mouth, then he lifted her up off her feet, and carried her over to the bed.

He softly laid her down on the mattress, his hands running over her shoulders. Then he brushed a strand of hair out of her face, while her hands were both on his cheeks now, slowly brushing into his hair. Her thumbs slowly slipped over his eyebrows. "I want to be all yours.", she whispered, just the sound of her voice already sent showers of sensations down his body.

He began to kiss her neck, his hands slowly uncovering her body from the sheets.

"You will be…forever.", he whispered into her ear.

She smiled softly, enjoying the moment, enjoying everything he did to her.

LATER at night she snuggled her back against his chest, his arm protectively twined around her waist. His breath tickled against the skin of her neck and she smiled to herself when he softly whispered her name in his sleep. She leaned her head back against his chest, her hand slipping over his arm, down to his hand. She took it into hers, caressing his fingers with her thumb. She wondered why he could still sleep, it was already afternoon…probably he hadn't been able to sleep all the time…probably all the thoughts and feelings had haunted him for the whole night…probably he had thought about it all, about everything that had happened in the last hours…

She didn't even want to think about how it would be if she'd be in Chicago right now…and then she remembered one of her thoughts from the night before.

"In 24 hours I'm going to sleep in a new bed, in a new apartment, in a new home, in a new city, in a new life!"

I have been right about the bed, the apartment, the home and the life…and I am so glad that I was wrong about the city.

She breathed in Grissom's scent to remind her that this wasn't a dream…that he was indeed lying next to her, holding her in his arms.

And she would never forget what he had told her...had told her that she was worth it. And she knew he hadn't been talking about "saying goodbye", he had been talking about this, about being together, about opening up to someone, about risking to get hurt. For him, she was allworth it.

THE END

:lol: yeah I know that was fluffy...