|Before We Danced
Author: Drucilla Malfoy PM
Sara thinks sbout a time before she she ever danced with GrissomRated: Fiction K - English - Angst - Words: 454 - Reviews: 5 - Published: 03-27-04 - Status: Complete - id: 1793001
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Before We Danced
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI. I have no money. Don't bother trying to sue.
You'd think I'd be used to sitting on the sidelines by now. I've done it my whole life. I'm a nerd; this is what my kind does. I still remember my senior prom. My friend badgered me into coming. 'For God's sake Sidle, it's your senior prom. Even you can't skip this one.' She had said. So I went. Alone. And I sat there. Alone. Story of my life. There was only one time I wasn't. There had been this party in Frisco. My supervisor deemed it mandatory. I showed up with every intent of sitting alone in a corner until I could go home. But someone else already had that idea. I should have expected he would. He hates social crap almost as much as I do. Almost. Instead, I spent the night alone in a corner with Grissom. And we made smart-ass remarks about everyone that walked by us. It was great, it was us. Then he had to go and ask me to dance the last dance. He knew I could never refuse him. Never. It was strange. It was as if the world slowed down around us, I know it sounds disgustingly corny. He had been my mentor, my best friend for so long but I think that was the moment I realized I was in love with him. Part of me wants to think he felt it too. I though then that he did. We flirted and stuff even more after that. Even after he moved to Vegas, we talked almost every day. I thought it was only a matter of time. Then he has to ask me to come to Vegas. And like the idiot I am I go. But then he knows I can't refuse him. I dropped my entire life to move just be cause he asked me too. It was the biggest mistake of my life. I thought things would be like they had been. We would work together and grab breakfast together and eventually… I was foolish to think I could have him. You'd think I'd be used to being alone by now. Maybe if I'd never asked him out things would be better. Anymore it feels like he doesn't even want to speak to me to give me an assignment. I wish it could go back to the time before we danced. When we were the best CSI team in Frisco. When he was my best friend. Before I ever looked in his eyes and lost myself.
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