Retribution

Chapter: 33

About two hours Sara still lay on sofa, alone, covered in a blanket, sleeping soundly. Grissom had managed to sneak out and put Michael down. He was now busying himself in the kitchen making some lunch. Neither of them had been eating properly so he’d decided it was time to start. The phone rang and Sara opened her eyes sleepily. Grissom walked to the lounge and reached for the phone. Sara listened.

“Hello? Oh, hi Catherine…..no…no were fine thanks….no we don’t need anything, not at the moment anyway. If we do I’ll let you know…..huh? Hank? Oh…yeah sure….yeah that’s fine….ok. Bye”.

Sara sat up yawning loudly.

“Hey you”, she called over.

“Hey..”

“So how do you manage to sneak out from under me?”

Grissom smiled, “I have my talents….”

Sara grinned. “Yeah….you do.”

Grissom felt himself blush and Sara giggled. “So what was that about?”

“Oh Catherine, wants to know if she can bring Hank back tomorrow. I said it was ok….It is ok?”

“Of course it’s ok, I think we’ve both missed him poor thing. I’ll be glad when he’s home.”

Grissom gave a content sigh. “Me too”. Grissom loved his dog and really had missed him. He just hoped he’d forgive him for being gone so long.

Sara’s nostrils went into overdrive. “What do I smell?”

“Oh!” Grissom said heading back to the kitchen, Sara followed.

“Lunch”, Grissom opened the oven and took out a bubbling hot vegetable lasagne.

“Oooh”, Sara said her mouth watering, she hated to admit how hungry she actually was.

“I know neither of us have been eating well so we need to start, as of now. Especially you, you need to look after your self and eat right, especially while your breast feeding.”

“Yes boss”, Sara chuckled and Grissom gave her a smile.

“Sit”, he said gesturing to the table. Sara gave him a salute and sat.

Grissom placed the food down. Vegetable lasagne, fresh salad, bread and a variety of fruit juices. He began to dish up.

“So…” He began. “I was thinking…” Sara looked up at him after shovelling a mouth full of food past her watering lips. “If you like after lunch, I could give you that thing I owe you.” He shuffled a little nervously.

Sara frowned. “What thing…?…oh….that thing!”

Grissom nodded, “but…only if you want me too…I mean I don’t want to push y….”

Sara stopped him quickly. “I’d love you too!” She stated simply, but a little excited.

“Yeah…?”

“Yeah!”

Grissom smiled but couldn’t help feeling a little anxious. Needless to say even though Sara was feeling the same, she finished her meal in record time.

Grissom returned from taking his pain killers to find Sara finishing off the dishes.

“Hey you shouldn’t be doing that…your supposed to be taking it easy”, he said.

“So are you”. Sara replied.

Grissom grinned. “We need a housekeeper.”

Sara laughed. “No we don’t, it’s just a few dishes Gil, I’m sure I wont strain myself too much.” She put the cloth down and span to face him.

“See, all done, and I survived.”

Grissom gave her a coy smirk but then cleared his throat. “Are you ready to be pampered?” He asked a little shakily.

Sara moved close to him, very close, until she could feel his breath on her face. Her nose almost touching his. Grissom swallowed hard, he felt like a nervous 16 year old boy but yet engrossed at the same time. He breathed in heavily through his nose and took in her sweet scent. So, so sweet.

Sara looked into the sapphire blue eyes looking back at her. She could feel her apprehension growing. She just wished he’d make a move…..

He just wished he could make the move, but he was struggling within himself to do so. He wanted too, god did he wanted too. Christ, it was like he’d never done this before.

“Gil?” She whispered softly never taking her eyes from his. “You can you know?….” She tried to urge him as delicately as possible, knowing that he probably wouldn’t without permission. “….but only if you want too.”

The far corner of Grissom’s mouth twitched slightly as he looked to her lips…her eyes and her lips again.

Sara could feel herself tensing, she really didn’t know if she could cope with him saying no. Seconds passed but it felt like hours to her. He still didn’t move. Sara breathed a disappointed sigh and closed her eyes. That was it, she thought, she couldn’t push him into doing something he didn’t wan…..Her eyes shot open in a flash as his lips brushed hers. Softly at first….

Grissom could hear how his heart rate had doubled in the last few seconds, as his lips met hers for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. He was so tense until Sara gently slid her arms around his neck and gently pulled him to her. She felt him relax as her hands brushed through his hair and he kissed harder, finally having the courage to part her lips with his own, savouring the taste sensation he was having on his tongue. She tasted like heaven. Sara moaned into his mouth, feeling a familiar tingling in her stomach. But when his tongue finally tangled with hers she melted completely and had to cling on for dear life or she knew she’d be tumbling to the floor. After several long minutes of passionate necking Sara pulled away softly. She had to breath and steady herself.

Sara looked at him flushed and he now looked like an excited 16 year old boy.

“Hmmm, wow!” Sara mewed stoking the back of his neck, noticing the hairs there were now on end. She looked down and chuckled.

Grissom frowned. Had he done something wrong? But as he looked down he realised what Sara was laughing at.

“Gil Grissom…..do you have a Rottweiler in your pants or are you glad you just kissed me?”

Grissom flushed but grinned, clearing his throat a little embarrassed.

Sara smiled and now she kissed him softly on the lips. “I think we’d better get to that pampering while were both still capable…”

Grissom sighed happily now. “At your service Miss Sidle”, he said looping his arm. Sara slid her arm through his and giggled, and she truly meant. They headed to the bedroom.