Release from Pain

Heather surfaced from sleep and stretched feeling the tiny bruises and cuts make themselves known. To her they were good hurts and it meant it was a night well spent. Gill would feel the same when he woke up. The bite marks and scratches would scream for his first attention after coming out of the abyss of sleep.

Thoughts of last night came rushing back to her and she cringed at her loss of control in dealing with Sneller. Heather had told Grissom that she would play by his rules. Yet she found herself giving in to her desire for revenge and took her rage out on the man who took her daughter from her.

Soon the police would come and take her into custody. Grissom wouldn't be able to help her without putting himself at risk of losing his job.

Turning over she looked down at him. He was resting on his stomach with his head turned towards her. The scratches and bite marks she left behind marred his flesh. she had also left a few scratches on his chin. Not so pronounced because of his beard but she knew that they were there.

"I know you are watching me." Gill spoke.

"Merely assessing the damage." She smiled and placed a gentle kiss on the closet bite mark.

He groaned as he moved onto his side. Apparently the scratches pulled when he moved. Gill rested gently on his back and made a motion for Heather to rest with him. She moved into his arms and made sure she didn't rest her head against a fresh scratch.

"I didn't mean to be so rough."

"I never said stop." Gill responded.

She felt him shift and a twinge made itself known in her side. Feeling her side for the source of the pain her fingertips came back with small traces of blood.

"I'll get a cold cloth for those bleeding scratches." Gill said and moved off the bed leaving her there to stare after him. She wondered who knew he was with her, but she remembered only his SUV.

Brought out of her thoughts by the touch of cold cloth to her side issued a yelp from her mouth. "Sorry." she heard him say.

Making it up to her Gill kissed the cold skin and he felt heat rush to the spot. Something had been between them every time they had been in the same room with each other. It amazed him how she managed to throw him through a loop. All the emotions he kept in check some how manage to break free of the chains he put them in and every time those chains just melted and he was open to her charms.

"Feel better?"

"Yes." Heather responded and fisted her hands in his hair giving him a slight tug so he would come up to face her. Looking into his eyes she saw heat and desire, and she also saw that he was trying to hide it.

He kissed her and lowered his weight slowly onto hers. Heather opened her legs wider and used it to cradle Gill more comfortably on her body. She could feel his growing erection pressing into her sheet covered lower body. raising her hips an inch she pressed more securely into that erection making Grissom groan into her mouth.

Heather and Gill didn't hear the incessant knocking at her door. They were so wrapped up in each other that when the door opened to reveal Brass and Sidle. Sara moved away from the door and back out into the hall where as Brass cleared his throat and watched as the pair on the bed didn't hear them. Brass tossed one of Grissom's shoes near the bed and it made a resounding thud. This time it got their attention.

Grissom moved to see Brass looking at him with an arched eyebrow. It said that Grissom should have just gotten the sports car. Gill wrapped one of the sheets around his waist and sat up in the bed while Heather did the same thing.

Brass turned to look at Sara in the hallway and motioned for her to enter but instead she headed for the stair. Seeing her boss in bed with another woman was enough to make her want to run for it. So she just decided to wait in the SUV. Brass could handle this without her.

Back in the room Brass again gave Gill a look that said he was disappointed that he was here. It looked like the two of them had been in some sort of fight from the way they were both scratched up.

"Guess you know why I'm here." Brass said looking in Heather's direction.

"Yes, you're here to arrest me for nearly beating Sneller to death." Heather moved to sit on the edge of the bed and grabbed her left side that had been bleeding earlier. The pain was nothing that she couldn't bare. she had asked for it after she had struck Gill. Then one thing led to another and thus this fighting had begun. She heard Gill sigh and turn his back to her.

"Well looks like I'll wait for you to get dressed." Brass made a hasty retreat and shut the door behind him. This would stick with him for a while and it would take a lot to get rid of what he walked in on.

Heather turned to Gill and said, "I don't want you to do anything differently."

"I told you that i can help you."

"You can't, besides if this goes before a judge, it might get dismissed as a mother in pain looking for a little revenge. There are a few judges who would be willing to help me."

"Heather..." Gill started to say but let it drop. She was nothing if not determined.

"Trust me... though I guess that sounds a little bad coming from me when i didn't trust you."

Gill walked around the bed to stand in front of her. "I do trust you." With that said he started to gather up his clothes. he heard her rummaging in her closet for something to wear.

After he was dressed he turned to see her in a black t-shirt and back jeans. It was nothing like she normally wore and it shocked him a little. Moving past him she slipped her feet into back sandles and walked over to the door waiting for Gill to join her.


A/N: Here's more.... please leave a review. They help me know if you like it. *looks around.*