Author: Sara Abigail PM
What if Grissom and Sara didn't meet for the first time at that seminar in Frisco. What if they had known each other for years before that. The rating went up because of some implied things. *smiles seductively* but yeah just thought you should knowRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Gil G. & Sara S. - Chapters: 16 - Words: 25,625 - Reviews: 170 - Favs: 39 - Follows: 70 - Updated: 08-28-11 - Published: 03-21-08 - id: 4146104
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Look at me people, I'm back. :) I know it's been forever and I can't give a reason other than I just got uninterested in this story but I'm here now and I'm going to get this story finished if I have to beat it into submission in order to get it there. I'm not sure how many chapters it's gonna take or how long it'll take to get there, but I'll get it finished. Oh, and in case it hasn't already been made painfully clear in my writing, I've never actually been to Hawaii, so this is all just my version of what I think it might be like there.
Disclaimer: Of course they're mine…yep, I totally and completely own them…Oh, you meant in reality? No, of course they're not mine in real life.
Sara was quiet on the way to the mall. As much as she wanted to stay positive about her changing relationship with Grissom, being away from him cleared her mind and brought a lot of insecurities to the surface. His hot and cold reactions to her in the past were starting to replay in her head and caused a frown to appear on her face. What if she was making a huge mistake, what if she was setting herself up to be hurt again? Sara mentally shook herself. No, if Grissom wasn't sure about this, the L word would've never made an appearance. She had to trust him or this relationship was never going to work. And Sara desperately wanted it to.
Caught up in her own thoughts, she was completely ignorant to the whispers coming from the front seats.
"So, how exactly are we gonna do this? Sara doesn't appear to be in a chit chat kind of mood."
"Jo, I don't think Sara's ever been in a chit chat kind of mood. At least not that I've seen."
Jordan sighed. "Well, we'll just have to get her into one." She glanced at Sara's reflection in the rear view mirror. Her brow furrowed. "She looks a little sad. You don't think she's thinking about him do you?"
Catherine cast a discrete look towards the backseat, "maybe. Oh, wait, there's a small smile. Looks like her thoughts are getting brighter."
"Let's hope they stay on that bright path. I don't want a gloomy shopping buddy."
The two women let Sara be alone in her thoughts for the drive over, but once they arrived at the mall, that sandwiched Sara in between them, determined to force her out of her funk and get her in a good mood again. They were both aware that shopping was not Sara's thing, but hoped they're company would help keep her spirits up. It took some persuading but Jordan and Catherine eventually got Sara in to trying some things on. They teased and joked until the smile on Sara's face became less and less forced. She was actually enjoying this.
"I think this has your name written all over it, Sara." Catherine held up a sexy, see-through lingerie top and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. Jordan turned at the sound of her voice and could help the laugh that escaped.
"Oh, is that a souvenir from your old dancing days, Cath?" Sara quipped.
"You were a dancer?" Jordan asked. "What kind?"
Catherine opened her mouth to answer but Sara beat her to it. "The kind that requires that," she gestured to what Catherine was holding, "as a dress code."
"Oh. Yeah, I could see that. This was in Vegas right?"
"Were you any good?"
"Why'd you quit?"
"CSI pays better," she smiled. "So, Sara—"
"No, I'm not trying it on."
"I'm not buying it either."
"Nope. You could always get it though. I'm sure there's a certain talk, dark and handsome man who would love to see you in it."
A wide grin spread across Catherine's face. "You know what, I think I will."
"Oh, my God, that's hideous!" Sara laughed.
"It'll look better on," Jordan assured her.
"On what? A cow? No, that would be an insult to the cow." Sara's laughter continued.
"I'm in total agreement with Sara on this one."
"C'mon Catherine, it's your size and everything."
It was two stores later and Jordan was holding a long, fluffy, frilly dress up for Catherine's inspection. It looked, in Sara's opinion, like wrapped the original bodice in every piece of ruffled fabric handy. It was red, black, and white, and seemed more appropriate for a Tim Burton movie than real life.
"Please, just humor me. If you don't like it you can take it off."
Catherine relented and trekked off towards the dressing rooms. When she reappeared, all three wore shocked looks. Sara's quickly turned to one of amusement. Her laughter was louder than before.
"Oh, God. Cath, you look hilarious!"
Catherine glared at Jordan. "It'll look better on." She mocked. "I feel like I'm in a balloon."
"You look like one too," Sara chortled.
Even Jo couldn't hold back a few chuckles. "It's not exactly flattering is it?"
"Have you seen enough? I'm dying to get out of this ridiculous," Catherine scratched her arms, "itchy thing!"
"Yeah, Cath, you can go. Sorry about the dress!"
"Yeah, yeah," Catherine mumbled to herself.
Before she could fully turn away though, Sara managed to snap a good, full body shot of Catherine wearing the dress on her cell. She let Jo set it once they were alone.
"She's going to kill you when she sees that."
"Well then, let's not let her see it." Sara smirked. "I'm gonna send it to the guys."
"Now she's really gonna kill you." Jordan leaned over to view the screen. "Which one are you sending it too?"
"I thought you two were fighting."
"Oh, um, we are. Kind of."
Jo raised an eyebrow.
"This is just how we are, now. We fight a lot."
"Minuscule things really, we mostly blow them out of proportion."
Jo sighed. "Could this have anything to do with unsaid feelings between you two?"
Catherine picked that moment to join them. "What are we talking about?"
"Why Gil and Sara fight so much. I blame the lack of discussion of their feelings."
Sara scoffed. Even though she knew that had been one of the reasons they'd fought in the past. "That's not a—hang on, how do you know we hadn't discussed our feelings?" Jo quickly tried to conceal the guilt on her face. "You didn't even know Gil and I worked together until…" Sara trailed off and glanced at Catherine.
Catherine shrugged her shoulders. "Your sister-in-law asked how things had been with you the past few years. I just told her the truth."
"Uh-huh," Sara said skeptically.
"What? I did!"
"Sure." Sara started walking in another direction. Jordan jumped in front of her.
"So are you going to talk to him?"
"Your feelings, his feelings, or at least something to that effect."
Oh, if you only knew, Sara thought. "Sure. Yeah, I guess."
"Good." Jordan looked satisfied with herself and Catherine and she shared a smile. Sara resisted a playful eye roll as they left the store. She took advantage of Catherine's distraction to send the picture she took to Grissom. The boys are going to have so much fun with that.
Yeah, I know kinda short but it's something right. :) I'm not even going to bother to promise a quick update because I always seem to break those, but I'll try and get one up as soon as I can. Please review! :)