Sara woke to warmth against her lips and her hips. She moved her mouth suddenly feeling the brush of heated skin scrap past her chin. Flesh? A person? Couldn't be. She had to still be dreaming one of her impossibly wonderful Grissom dreams. She sighed, now just letting her lips press against the pulse point in his neck. She kept her eyes tightly shut, knowing that as soon as she opened them, the reality of being alone would hit her and the notion of tasting Grissom's skin would leave her feeling more alone than ever. And she was tired of that sinking, unbearable feeling.

Yet; he had been with her the night before. Had he fallen asleep here with her? She couldn't think rationally. She could hardly think at all.

She moved her left leg, knee brushing over warm thighs. Her left hand slid over a thick shirt, past buttons, into a warm armpit. Was he really here with her?

She was suddenly paralyzed and embarrassed. If he was here underneath her arm and her thigh, then he was probably wondering why her teeth were gently nibbling at his earlobe.

She opened her eyes quickly; her leg, arm and teeth pulling back away from Grissom's resting form.

He was there. Larger than life. Laid out on her couch. Sleeping.

Sara contemplated her next move. There really wasn't much she could do. He was laid on his back, arms behind his head, sleeping soundly. She was wedged inbetween him and the couch, uncomfortable and hot. The heat from his body and her body mixing into a four alarm fire. She pushed herself up on her right elbow, pulling her hand out from underneath Grissom's back; digging fingers into the couch to get a better hold on her falling form.

For a moment she watched his quiet face, taking in all the beautiful qualities of his sleeping features.

But seconds later, as she peered down at him, she realized that she had to pee. Badly.

She took in a deep breath, pushed herself higher on her arm and threw her left leg over Grissom.

He mumbled something, a tiny furrow lingering along the curve of his brow.

Sara paused, looking like a ninja in the middle of a high kick.

The furrow subsided.

Sara took in another deep breath, this time turning her body a tiny bit so she could push up with her right knee to get better leverage.

Bad idea.

With one quick push, Sara ended up straddling Grissom, her face crashing down on his chest.

He woke. Startled.

"You okay?!" was the first thing he asked as he blinked himself awake, both his hands grabbing Sara's shoulders to steady her, "What are you doing?"

It did look bad. She was practically laying on him. Her crotch snug against his, "Nothing." she said with wild eyes as she pushed to sit up. Her crotch dug into his groin causing him to sit up quickly and push her off of his lap.

"Are you okay?" he was rubbing his eyes; scratching his head, "Did you hurt yourself?"

She plopped beside him on the couch, "I have to pee." she said quickly and disappeared into the bathroom.

She took in a long, deep breath as she relieved herself in the toilet. The morning was starting off great. Now she looked like some sex starved maniac trying to molest Grissom while he slept. Jesus!

She brushed through her hair with her left hand as she brushed her teeth with the other. At least she could still multi-task a good bit.

When she entered the den again she was very surprised to see him still seated on her couch. He was leaned over, his head bowed.

To her surprise, she walked over and slid her hand through his graying hair, "You okay?"

He lifted his head, squinting at her, "Fine." he said as he pinched the tops of his jeans, pulling them toward his knees as if to releive pressure from other area's of his body.

She kneeled down in front of him, her hands on his knee's, "That's my word." she smiled lopsidely at him.

He slid his hands over her cheeks, gently pulling her toward his waiting lips. Gently he kissed her and then he stood up, "I need your restroom for a moment."

She watched him disappear into the small room.

She crossed her fingers that he would be staying the whole day with her.

Maybe a whole lifetime.