Sara and Grissom were sitting on his couch, sipping coffee, sitting very close. She could feel the warmth from his body on hers.
"Why should I tell you about my past relationships??" She asked him.
"Because, you interest me," he said, "I'll tell you mine."
"Okay I'll tell you." She smiled. "My first big relationship was with a guy named Aiden. He was sweet and was willing to do anything for me, but we just grew a part. He was suicidal and threatened to kill himself if I left. So I called his parents and they found him in this apartment with a gun to his head. They put him in a mental institution. I don't know whatever happened to him. I wish I did." She took a breath and smiled. "The next guy's name was Zayne. He was very hot, nice body, the works." Grissom looked at her. "But he's not hotter than you." She winked at him. "Our relationship was mainly sexual. I don't know if he really loved me. That's it. I've had other boyfriends, but not really relationships. So tell about your past relationships." She grinned.
Grissom looked at her in dread. He didn't want to bring back those bad memories, but he knew that he had a deal with Sara. If she told hers, he'd tell his. So here it went.
"Well, since you are forcing me. My only big relationship was with a woman named Lenia. We were going to be married. She seemed like the one, but I guess other forces had other plans. Basically we met in college and started dating. After college we were in a serious relationship and we took a trip to Paris. I proposed to her in front of the Eiffel Tower. She said yes. Everything seemed perfect. We came back to California and two months later she went missing. Weeks went by, months, then years, and she never showed up. The police of course did an investigation and they found nothing. It was like she just fell off the face of the Earth. She was a missing person for 3 years until they found her remains. DNA confirmed it was her. After she was buried I moved here and started my career here." He stopped talking and looked away.
"Grissom, I'm really sorry." She took his hand in hers. He looked up and smiled.
"It's okay. I got over her. I loved her, but I'm not in love with her anymore." Their eyes met and he leaned in and kissed her. Just then both of their cell phones went off.
"DB on Fremont Street." He sighed. "That's the third one this month."
She was still a little shocked that they kissed but she got up and put her coat on. "Well I guess we should be going to the crime scene then."
"Yeah, guess so." He said.
"Well I have to go back to my apartment to get my kit, meet you there??"
"Of course." He smiled and she left.
--AN: So, what do you think?? R&R please!! Thanks.