Grissom's Peter Pan-ic

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI. The characters all belong to the wonderful people at CBS. I merely borrow the characters for entertainment.

On behalf of Amelie's challenge

-GSR centered
-an ex-girlfriend\boyfriend comes back
-Grissom and Sara married
-has kids (optional)
-crisis either career wise or family wise
-quote from Disney
-quote from "Romeo and Juliet


"Sara Sidle if I have to watch one more Disney cartoon with you, I might just burn down Disneyland and build a giant statue dedicated to Pepe Le Pew." Grissom sat scowling on his couch. Sara on the floor, her back to him.

Laughing Sara began to sing "A spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down, the medicine go down medicine go down."

A pillow slammed into her head.

"No more Mary Poppins!"

"You said no more cartoons and Mary Poppins is a movie." Sara said dodging his other pillow.

"Whatever, I have been sitting here for 3 days watching tv, I can't stand anymore!"

"Hey you liked A Bug's Life and Pinnochio with Jimminy Cricket."

"My point is Sara that just because my leg is broken doesn't mean I have to be babied."

"Look Grissom it's your own fault. Next time you decide to get wasted and confess your feelings for me, don't do it in front of a jealous dominatrix who you were romantically linked to. It took Brass two hours to get you out of that leather suit and handcuffs." Sara said still laughing at the scene she had witnessed.

"I have had a bad month, my mother announced that she is marrying Leo Manetti king pin of California, my father's mistress showed up at my door demanding that I give her the million dollars she was owed. Nick is kidnapped. I busted you playing tonsil hockey with Greg, and then Heather breaks my leg trying to avenge her jealousy. You will forgive me if like Captain Hook I am a codfish!"

Sara laughed at his expense. And it was worse when she remembered that she was trying to help Greg.

"Well regardless of what you thought, Greg loves Anita and he is really shy about his first intimate kiss with her. I was trying to tell him how but it wasn't getting though so I showed him. Is it my fault that you had to come in the locker room then?"

Just seeing Sara with her mouth on Greg's had caused him to throw Greg into the locker. Realizing he may finally be too late, he threw Sara over his shoulder and took her to a wild, pulse pounding club. When Sara went to the bathroom, Grissom bravely downed three shots of bourbon. Pulling Sara onto the floor, he began making moves on her that made Lady Chatterly look virginal. In the middle of the crowded room, Grissom pulled Sara in for the most passionate kiss of her life. He was floating on air until he ran into Lady Heather.
Four shots and several dances with Sara got Grissom feeling frisky. He took Sara to the house out on 411 and was put into a room with lots of leather. Heather had other ideas though and soon Grissom was strapped into a leather chained suit and Sara was bound to a chair to watch her soon to be lover's humiliation. Sara rather enjoyed watching Grissom beg to touch her, but it turned serious when a chain popped loose from the floor and neatly severed Grissom's knee.
That had been three days before and Sara's revenge was all about Disney. To give him a break she put on a movie that always fired her up. "Kiss the Sky" with William Petersen was an absolute hormonal movie.

"Funny this guy looks a little like you. I love the way he kisses that girl."

Suddenly her hand began to creep up his thigh. His manhood came to attention quickly. Faster than he could control her, she unzipped his denim shorts and popped the mighty warrior from his castle.

"Sara, just what do you thin---AHHH---Oh my God! S-sara!"

He fit tightly into her mouth and he nearly ripped her hair out when she went completely down on his swollen member. She made sure he was as stiff as he could get, then stood up. Seductively removing her jeans, shirt, and undergarments, she carefully moved to straddle him on the couch. That moment of separation while she parted from her clothes left him sweating. She began to rock on top of him and he felt himself weave into her wetness.

"Oh Sara, we are going to be in trouble, if you don't stop right now."

"Can it Grissom!"

Rolling up her silky lace purple panties, she shoved them into his mouth, pinning his hands beneath his head. She started to nibble his neck beneath his beard. Grissom was past his control. Coming hard and deep, he cried out loudly even with Sara's attire wedged between his tongue and teeth.

"You are so bad. I can't believe you would take advantage of a man with broken leg. And now you have nearly broken the third one! We didn't even have protection!"

"Relax, I am on the pill."

Grissom pulled her in for a kiss and let her fall asleep on top of him. Turning to the TV he remarked to himself.

"That guy's a wuss, crying in an airport. What an idiot." Turning off the TV he fell asleep.


One year later

"He's your son too. Go make him a bottle."

"You know Sara you are quite bitchy after a long night of love making and no sleep. Maybe I will take the honeymoon to Aruba by myself."

As he rolled out of bed, Sara smacked the soft flesh of his naked bottom. Smiling he threw on his boxers and made his way down the hall.

"I hear you Billy. Daddy's here to feed you. Mommy is a grouch."

Sara stood in the doorway laughing at her boys.

"I love when you call him Billy. My boys Gil and William Peter Grissom., how can I be cranky?"

"By the way your birth control pills are in the console of the Denali."

"You mean my tic tacs?"

"Yeah the same ones you took the night little Billy here was conceived."

"Hey if you were only going to let me have a one night stand, then I wanted a piece of you to take home."

"I would never let it be only one time. You are my drug Sara Sidle Grissom. And to quote Shakespeare, Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good night till it be morrow."

Standing up he placed Billy in Sara's arms and headed back to bed.

"Your daddy is still a codfish. Goodnight Peter Pan."

And with a kiss she put little Billy to bed.

Rubbing her stomach she said, "Now that daddy has his Peter Pan, it's time to fill him in on the arrival of little Tinkerbell."

"Oh Grissom how do you feel about pixie dust?"