Rules Are Meant to be Broken
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,399
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Rules Are Meant to be Broken
Disclaimer: NO, they do not belong to me.
RULES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN
BY Sassy
(I have to give credit to those who helped me with this. KACEE, wonderful ideas you shared with me. TONI, without you I wouldn’t have made it to the end. WICCA, you are the icing on the cake.)
CRIME SCENE
“Now that’s weird.” Greg said, as he entered the room Sara and Grissom had been processing.
There in the middle of the room stood a giant cage. It had ropes and chains hanging from the top. A platform stood in the center. It had arm and leg restraints.
“You should’ve seen it before David took the body.” Sara said as she dusted for prints.
He began to help process. “What do we know?”
“Neighbor called it in. Elizabeth Crassly. Victim, Stuart Mosley, hadn’t been seen or heard from in three days. She came over to check on him. Found him bound and gagged. He hasn’t been dead three days. Maybe less than a day from the looks of things. No suspect.” Grissom said as he put some hairs into a bindle.
“Greg, could you take al of our collected evidence in to process? We only have a few more things to do here.” Grissom said, as he handed the evidence to Greg.
Greg left them alone at the scene.
“So, Sara, we still on to watch the game?” Grissom asked as he stepped inside the cage.
“Wouldn’t miss it. My Yankees are going to use your Cubbies as dust mops.” Sara said with a smile.
“Care to make a little wager?” Grissom asked as he opened his finger print powder.
“What kind?” Sara asked.
“Okay, your team wins, I do anything you ask. My team wins, you do anything I ask.” Grissom said, as she finger printed the last arm restraint.
“Deal.” Sara stuck out her gloved hand.
He shook it, but pulled her in for a quick kiss to the lips before releasing her.
“You broke rule number one first.” Sara chided.
“Shit!” He mumbled under his breath. “I thought you’d break it first.”
Sara just smiled. “Okay, what was the punishment for breaking rule one again?”
“The rule breaker has to get a piercing of the victor’s choice.” Grissom groaned. “Sara, if you….”
“If I what? You think I’d want your…” She pointed at his groin. “Gilbert Ethan Grissom, how dare you think I’d want to ruin a perfectly good…”
“Watch it, Sara.” He warned.
“Your ear.” Sara stated simply.
Grissom tried to look happy. He was unsuccessful.
“Come on, Blue Eyes. I think you’d look hot. I love you.” She tried to sweeten the deal.
“Guess what?” His eyes were all aglow. “You just broke rule two.”
“Damn it.” Sara stomped her foot. “Gil, no bugs please?”
“Wouldn’t give you the pleasure. You, me, and the Star Trek Experience.” Grissom waggled his eyebrows at her.
Sara tried not to laugh. “Okay, Captain Kirk.” Laughter erupted from her mouth. “Archie would be so proud.”
“Come on, Sara. We’re done here.” Grissom packed up his kit.
BACK AT THE LAB
“No, I’m serious. It was so much fun.” Greg was saying as Sara walked into the break room.
“It’s all fun and games until someone loses their virginity.” Sara said, without finding out what they were talking about.
“I did last night.” Nick said sipping his coffee.
Sara turned to face him. Confusion written on her face. “What?”
“No, Sara. I meant online. Greg and I were talking about cyber sex. I did it last night. It was my first time.” Nick was all smiles.
“Nicky, you are a puzzle.” Sara quipped.
“It’s funny. The first time online was like the first time. Awkward!” Nick said as he was lost in thought.
“So, Nick, who were you cybering with?” Sara asked as she sat down at the table.
“Just a girl. Someone you don’t know.” Nick said all to quickly.
Sara’s eyes lit up. He was trying to hard that meant that it was someone from work. “Oh, Nick. You know I won’t tell. Please.”
Nick glanced at Greg. Greg got up threw his magazine on the table. “I’m out of here.”
“Sara, I really like this girl. We’ve already been on a couple of dates. She is so perfect for me.” Nick was picturing his girl in his mind. He smiled again.
“Nick, who is she?” Sara asked impatiently.
“Judy.” Nick said and looked away.
“Judy, the receptionist, Judy. Nick that is so great. So you think you love her?” Sara asked playfully punching him in the shoulder.
“Yeah.” Nick said as he got up and left the room.
Grissom met Nick in the hall. Nick was lost in his own thoughts. Grissom just stopped and turned and watched Nick walk down the hall. He spotted Sara.
“What gotten into him?” Grissom asked as he took the seat next to her.
“Love.” Sara said as she smiled at him.
“Must be in the air.” His hand slid up her thigh causing her to shiver slightly.
“We’re at work, Grissom.” Sara reminded him. “That would be breaking Rule number three. You brought up which means that if we follow through you’d have to enter in a contest of my choosing.” Little did he know, it was beer chugging night at the little bar Sara liked to go to listen to karaoke.
“Fine.” Grissom pinched a nipple softly. He whispered in her ear. “Shift doesn’t official start for thirty minutes. Want to help me out with an experiment in my office?”
Sara smiled and followed him from the break room. He held the door open for her. He preceded to close and lock the door and close the blinds. “Don’t want an audience.”
The second the blinds were closed, his lips were on hers. He kissed her long and soft. She moaned against his mouth. He then moved to her neck causing her to growl into his ear. “Don’t start something you don’t plan to finish.”
“Who said I wasn’t going to finish it?” He said as he unbuttoned the snap on her blue jeans and slid the zipper down slowly.
She kissed his mouth again and did the same for him. She slid his pants down to his feet. He slid hers down slowly, panties and all. He sat her on the edge of his desk. His fingers slid into her slowly. He slowly began moving them in and out of her.
“I want you inside me now, Gil.” Sara begged as he drove her over the edge with just his fingers. “Please, Gil. Now.”
He stood her up and turned her around. She gripped the edge of the desk as he slid into her from behind causing her to cry out softly. “Gil.”
“Sara, I love the feel of you around me.” Grissom said as he began to pound into her.
“I’m so close, Grissom. So close.” This caused him to pound harder and deeper. Her fingers tightened their hold as she let loose around him.
“Sara, soon, baby. Soon.” He barely whispered as he felt himself losing control. He
Buried himself deep within her and exploded.
He lay across her back panting. He kissed her shoulder.
“Gil that was….” Sara began almost breathless.
“Shh…..Sara.” Grissom said as he turned her to face him. He kissed her mouth softly and held her.
A knock sounded on the door. They scrambled for their clothes. “Just a minute.” Grissom called.
Once he was certain they were completely clothed he opened the door.
“Gil, I need to speak to you.” Catherine said as she barged passed him. She stopped short when she saw Sara. “Am I interrupting anything?”
He closed the door and replied, “Yes.”
“See you at assignments.” Sara smiled, as she left the room.
“Got your head out of that microscope, I take it.” Catherine was all smiles. “About damn time, Gil. About damn time.”
“What are you talking about, Catherine?” Grissom said with a blank stare.
AFTER SHIFT
“Come on, Grissom.” Sara begged. They had ridden six coasters already. Sara was dizzy. “No more. Please? No more.” She clutched her stomach to emphasize her point.
“Okay. We’ll stop for today.” Grissom said as he pulled her to him and kissed her.
She pulled away in need of air. “Let’s go get a beer.” Sara said.
“Where too?” He asked already intoxicated just from being near her.
“KC’s.” Sara said as she wrapped her arm around his waist. She just wanted to be near him. “Besides that is where you are doing you punishment.”
Grissom just blinked at her. “I was hoping you forgot.”
“Not on your life, Blue Eyes.” Sara said as they reached the Tahoe.
The short journey to KC’s was uneventful. Grissom tried to get Sara to tell him what he was going to have to do. Sara was better at keeping secrets than he was. He even tried bribing her.
KC’s was a small Karaoke bar. “I’m not singing, am I?” Grissom was about to turn and run.
“I wouldn’t torture people like that.” Sara deadpanned.
“Okay, everyone. Gather around. The twelfth annual beer chugging is about to get under way. Everyone that is participating please sign up over here.”
Sara nudged him then. “I guess I better go sign you up.” She was gone in a flash leaving Grissom to stare after her.
She returned a few minutes later.
“You didn’t?” He asked.
“I did. You broke rule three. Time to pay the price.” Sara said as she kissed his lips. “They need you over there. Do me proud, Blue Eyes.”
Seven beers and ten minutes later, Grissom had his head laid on Sara’s shoulder. “Sarrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaa, I’m ready to think go home.” Grissom slurred.
“Okay, Blue Eyes. You think you can walk?” She helped him to his feet, supported his body with hers, and led him slowly to the Tahoe. She buckled him in. “Did I win?”
“Nope. You didn’t finish number nine.” Sara said as she slid into the driver’s seat and started the Tahoe and headed home.
NEXT AFTERNOON
It was the bottom on the 9th. Score was tied at 5 to 5. The Cubs were at bat. If they scored a run, the game would be over. There was a runner on first and second. There were already two outs and the count was two strikes and no balls. You could cut the tension in the room with a knife.
They had a lot riding on this game. She was on the edge of her seat staring intently at the screen. Begging them silently not to score a run. She was a die hard New York Yankees fan, and he was the Chicago Cubs number one fan.
The pitch was straight down the center. The bat connected with the ball. It went flying up into the stands at Wrigley field. A grand slam. Scoring not one but three runs.
Grissom jumped from his seat on the sofa and yelled, “I can’t believe they won.”
Sara looked up at him and smiled weakly. “Congratulations, Grissom.” She dreaded the terms of her losing. God only knows what goes on in that head of his. “What’s the damage?”
He only grinned at her. Grinned like a mad man. She knew she was in for it then. “I haven’t come up with it yet, Sara. I know it will be good. I just have to think.”
“Gil Grissom, you are such a monster.” She said, as she lay back against his couch.
“Nope. This won’t pertain anything to work.” He said as he strode over to the kitchen counter for a handful of chocolate covered peanuts. “Want some?” He said gesturing to the bowl.
She looked at him with a questioning look in her eyes. “The game is over. What are we going to do now? We could go catch a movie.”
“Movie? What movie?” He‘d even go see a chick flick if it meant he‘d get to be alone in the dark with her.
She was lost in thought for a minute. “What kinds of movies do you like? Red Eye is opening tonight. It is supposed to one of those edge of your seat movies. Is that your kind of thing?”
“That will be fine. I haven’t seen any previews for movies in awhile. I don’t watch TV to much these days.” He said as he kissed her lips softly.
“I know we‘re always in bed.” She stated as she disengaged from his body.
He watched her pick up a handful of the chocolate covered peanuts and pop them into her mouth.
She smiled at him softly. “When are we going to this movie?”
“How about now? This is Vegas and Vegas never sleeps.” He said as he ran a finger up bare arm slowly.
She shivered. “Okay. I want to go home and change. Is that ok?”
“More than okay. I’ll be there in an hour. Okay?” He asked holding her hand in his.
“I’ll be ready.” She reached up to his face and caressed his bearded cheek softly. “See you in an hour.” She kissed his cheek quickly, and was out the door.
She rushed home quickly and took a shower. She was dressed and waiting for him downstairs. She had to get some fresh air. The Vegas heat was making her apartment unbearable.
He pulled and was out of his Tahoe before he saw her sitting there on the steps. “Honey, what are you doing out here?”
“Waiting for you.” She said as she stood slowly.
“I was coming to get you.” He said as he kissed her cheek softly.
“I like your jeans, Grissom.” He was dressed in a form fitting pair of Wranglers and a black t-shirt. She walked around him and took him in. “Nice ass.” She said as she slapped it playfully.
His face registered shock. Sara Sidle was playing with him. “You are a tease.” He said as he looked her over from head to toe. She was wearing jeans and tank top. Her belly button was visible every time she raised one of her arms slightly. “Nice belly ring.” He stated as he caught a glimpse of something shining in the streetlight.
She blushed and covered her stomach with her arms. He pulled them way. “Don’t be shy. I‘ve seen it all.” He pulled her into him then and kissed her passionately on the mouth.
“Let’s get going.” She said, as she pulled away from him and started walking toward the Tahoe. He took quick steps to catch up with her. Reaching for the handle to open her door before she could. “Thank you.” She stepped up into the Tahoe, and he closed the door.
He climbed into the driver seat and started the engine. They drove to the Cinema with small talk breaking the silence along the way. He parked and ran to open her door.
He was being a gentleman tonight, and she was relishing in that fact. She loved him more and more. He paid for their tickets and bought them popcorn and sodas. They found seats in the back of the theater. He held her hand all the way.
For the first half hour they had their eyes locked on the screen, but they were both bored. The only reason they were watching was because that is why you paid to go see a movie. His hand slid from hers and lingered on her knee.
“Griss, the movie.” She whispered as he nibbled on her earlobe.
“I am in a darkened theater with a beautiful woman and you expect me to be watching a movie. I’d rather kiss you.” He said softly into her ear.
Her only response, was to moan slightly. Hearing no objections, he kept on nibbling and sucking her neck.
His hand lingered on her knee, stroking it slowly. Her hand came down on his. He thought it was to stop it, but she lifted his hand and brought it to her thigh.
She nuzzled his neck with her lips softly. “It’s dark in here, do what you want.”
He swallowed hard. The breath on his ear had gotten him excited. He turned her face up to his and kissed her hungrily. He took her hand and placed it on him. “Feel that, Sara? This is what you always do to me.”
Sara growled low in his ear. He hand rubbing him through his jeans. “I want you.”
“We can’t here, Sara.” But before he stop her she was on her knees between his legs. She unzipped his pants and had him out, stroking him gently. “Sara.” Her mouth was on him. Licking and sucking. She took him all the way inside, not an easy task. Her head bobbed slowly up and down. She rubbed her tongue over him in ways he’d never experienced. He was gripping the arm rest with one hand and her hair in the other. It took all of his energy not to moan loud. He was close. So close. He tried to warn her, but it was is if she were encouraging it with her tongue. He exploded into her mouth with a groan. She swallowed everything. She zipped him up and raised up and kissed him hard on the mouth. He liked the taste of himself on her lips.
She sat in her chair and whispered into his ear, “I hope you return the favor.”
He stood and pulled her to her feet. “Let’s go.” The movie was the last thing on his mind.
The parking lot of the theater was deserted. Grissom pinned Sara to the truck and kissed her neck. She moaned and arched into him. “Your place or mine?”
“Yours is closer.” He said between kisses. He now moved to her mouth. She took her hand and squeezed gently causing him to nibble on her ear lobe.
She sucked in a breath. “Home! NOW!”
He popped open her door and she climbed in. He walked awkwardly to his side of the truck and climbed in.
The ride to her apartment was interesting to say the least. She nibbled and sucked every inch of his neck.
“Sara,” he squeaked, “you have to behave now, or I’m going to wreck.”
It didn’t stop her. She began talking dirty in his ear.
“I want you inside me. Deep inside me.” She purred. “I’m going to make you so hot, you’ll beg for release.” She ran her hands up his thigh. “I want you to fuck me from behind.”
He pulled into her apartment complex then. Found a spot and parked. He turned to her and kissed her hard. “I’ll do anything you want me too.”
“Why are we still in the truck?” She purred.
The short journey from the parking lot to her door was a blur. They’d only stopped and that was to kiss and grope each other. A nosy neighbor had them moving on to her door.
She barely got he key in the lock. He’d been nibbling her ear.
The door opened and he pushed her inside. They left a trail of clothes from the door to the bedroom. Their naked bodies came together. Skin kissing skin. He moaned at the feel of her pressed hard against his arousal.
“Sara, I don’t have any condoms with me.” He didn’t stop kissing her neck.
“I have some.” She backed up to the bed. “Top drawer of my nightstand.. Get them.” She pulled the covers back and climbed in the bed.
He opened the drawer and was amazed at the several different types, styles, and brands that littered it.
“I stopped on the way home earlier.” She smiled coyly at him.
He reached for a bright blue box with the Eiffel Tower on it. “Paris Erotica condoms?” He questioned.
“The clerk said they were good.” Sara shrugged.
“Let’s test it out.” Grissom said as he removed one from the box, tore it open with his teeth, and began to roll it on.
Sara could only watch. He climbed in with her. He was between her legs in seconds. His mouth found hers as he slid gently inside her.
Sara moaned and began rocking her hips. He thrust into her over and over. Her legs went around him causing to slide deeper. Causing her body to plunge over the edge.
“Gil!” She moaned, screamed almost. “Don’t stop. Harder.”
He pounded into her and lost himself in the feel of her. He climaxed. “Sara!” He moaned.
Sweat dripped from him to her. He kissed her swollen lips and rolled off of her and pulled her body so that it was resting comfortably with his. Her head on his heaving chest.
“I love you.” She whispered.
“I love you too.” He kissed her head.
They lay awake lost in thought. Sara broke the silence.
“That was amazing, Gil” She whispered.
“You know how to please a woman.”
“I know how to please you.” He corrected.
Sleep overcame them soon after.
Sara woke to a cold, empty bed. She tried not to let it upset her. Then she heard singing coming from the bathroom. Grissom’s rendition of Lets Get It On making her smile.
He emerged from the bathroom. Naked. “Glad to see you’re awake.”
His body covered her in a matter of seconds. Their mouths and tongues fighting for dominance.
He began kissing her neck. She moaned and arched into him.
“You like?” He teased.
“Don’t stop now.” She said as her hands rubbed him back. He nails scraping the hardened flesh.
He growled as he made his way down her body. His tongue caressing every inch of her.
Her reached her tiny thatch of hair. Fingered the soft hair there before letting tongue dip into her. Tasting her. She shivered as his tongue flicked her tiny bud. Slow at first then faster. Delving his tongue within her. Making her writhe with pleasure.
Her hands found their way to his hair and gave encouragement. “So close.” She gasped.
This made him suck softly on her bud. She came hard. He was back at her mouth now. Kissing her.
He thrust into her hard. Pumping into her slow at first and quickly picking up speed.
“Cum for me, Sara.” He whispered. “Cum for me.”
“You’re not wearing anything, Gil.”
“I’ll pullout, Sara.” He assured her.
She rocked her hips to meet each of his thrusts. Pressure starting to build up again. This time she cried out, “I’m coming, Gil.”
Her legs wrapped around him then. Taking him deeper. He could feel that he was close.
He tried to pullout but her legs stopped him. “In me, Gil.”
At those words, he emptied his load into her. He rolled from on top of her. Breathing hard. “Sara,” He said as he tugged her toward him. “come here.” They stayed that way until time to get up to get ready for work that night. Making love and talking.
AT THE LAB
Sara was walking a little stiffly. She was sore. The things that man did to her and had her do. He was a tiger in the bedroom. She sighed remembering an hour before shift in the shower. She shivered from the memory.
Just then, Grissom walked up behind her. “Daydreaming at work, Sara?”
She just smiled at him and kept on walking to the A/V lab. What that man did to her.
Grissom couldn’t keep his mind on anything else. It was getting so bad that he wanted her twenty four-seven. He paged her. Five minutes later, she walked in.
“911? Where’s the fire?” Sara asked, worried.
“Shut the door.” Grissom said as he rose.
“Gil Grissom, we are on the clock.” Sara warned, but closed the door anyway, forgetting the lock.
His lips crashed into hers. He pulled away breathless. “We do get a lunch break, Sara.”
“Good cause I’m hungry.” She said and began to nibble on his neck.
“Keep that up and we might be here until the end of shift.” He whispered.
She went to unbutton his pants. “Sara, we have to stop this at work.” He moaned and slid his hand beneath her shirt to cup a breast.
“I know. BUT not today.” She slid her hand to caress him.
He pushed her back on to the couch. He removed her slacks and panties and slid his own down to the floor.
“We have to be quiet.” Sara told him.
His answer was to kiss her hard. His tongue slid into her mouth. His body covering hers. He slid into her center. She moaned at the feel of him.
“Sara, I love you.” Grissom said as he began to move slowly inside her. Her hips rocked to meet each of his thrusts. What had started out slow, had soon became hurried and hard.
Sara bit his shoulder to keep from screaming out. Grissom was pounding into her with determination. “Cum for me, Sara.” He whispered. Demanded.
Sara let herself be taking with him. She felt herself clench on him and ride out the wave of pleasure as he kept moving. Hard and deep within her. “Gil.” Sara moaned when she was able to speak again.
Just then the door to his office opened. Ecklie was standing there. Blushing.
“Good way to keep your subordinates under you, Gil.” He said before shutting the door.
Grissom lay his head on Sara’s chest. Embarrassed. “You forgot to lock the door.”
“I did.” Sara admitted, and burst out laughing. “Did you see his face?”
“Yeah. And I broke Rule four!” Grissom said as he looked into her eyes. “Guess I get to face the firing squad.”
Being caught at work, Rule four, punishment was to tell the gang that they were a couple. The instigator had to tell them. So Sara was free and clear and had her 911 page to prove it.
“You bet.” Sara said. “I guess lunch is over.”
“Yeah….continue this at home.” Grissom kissed Sara’s mouth, before getting up to put on his pants.
BREAK ROOM 20 MINUTES LATER
Greg reached for the coffee can to make some coffee. He needed coffee. He pulled the lid off and threw the can in the sink. Out came a bunch of crawling hissing cockroaches. Greg started ranting.
“Those GUYS never leave me alone. How am I supposed to get any work done around here?” Greg turned and saw Nick and Warrick standing in the doorway.
“You two had better get those damn bugs caught. Why can’t you leave me alone? I’ve done nothing but help you two out.” Greg made his way down the hall still ranting, and kicked the wall a few times.
“What was that all about?” Nick asked.
“I have no idea.” Warrick looked clueless as well.
They turned and there stood Catherine and Grissom. Grissom looking happy. Catherine upset. She handed him the money she’d been holding.
“I told you I could do it.” Grissom said as he headed back into his office.
He stopped midway and turned to look at them all. “Hey, gang. Let’s have breakfast after shift. I have something to tell you.”
They all looked at him shocked. “Sure, Grissom.” Nick said and the rest nodded.
BREAKFAST AFTER SHIFT
The whole gang was there: Nick, Sara, Grissom, Catherine, Warrick, Greg, Brass, and Doc Robbins.
“I’ve got something to tell you.” Grissom began.
They all held their breaths expecting the worst.
“Not bad news, I swear.” He scooted closer to Sara and put his arm around her. “I’ve got a girl, and I want you all to meet her.” He kissed Sara’s cheek.
The table irrupted in applause. When the laughter subsided, Sara cleared her throat. “I have something to add.”
She slid out of the booth and walked to the counter. She came back holding one of those paper kid’s crowns. She’d made a bet with Nick that if they ever got together she’d crown Grissom in front of the whole team with a sexual title that fits their sex life. She gulped as she placed the crown upon his head.
“I dub the, King Screaming Orgasm.” Sara said proudly. Grissom blushed and the rest of the team burst out laughing.
GRISSOM’S TOWNHOUSE
“Sara, I’ve got a surprise for you.” Grissom said as he held her tight.
“What?” Sara said as he nuzzled his neck.
“We’ve got the whole weekend off. AND we are staying at the Bellagio.” Grissom said, as he kissed her head.
She turned her face up to his. She kissed him hard.
“I guess that means you approve.” Grissom said kissing her lips again.
“Oh, I approve. Want me to show you just how much?” Sara said as she pulled the cover up over their heads.
LATER AT SHIFT
Grissom was sporting a white diamond stud in one ear. He was silently praying no one noticed it. Especially Catherine.
“Hey, Gil. We are ready for assignments.” Catherine said as she poked her head in. “Don’t worry about this weekend. I’ll cover for you.”
Tonight was Thursday and they were checking in at the end of shift not to check out until Monday morning.
“Thanks Cat.” Grissom said as he picked up the assignment slips. “Let’s go.”
The light caught the diamond and Catherine grabbed his arm as he passed. “What have you done, Grissom?”
“It’s an earring.” He stated simply.
“I can see that.” Catherine said as she looked him over. “What else has that girl done to you?”
“Nothing. And she didn’t do it. I broke rule number 1.” Grissom said and walked away.
“Rule number 1? You have rules.” Catherine said with a laugh.
“Come along, Catherine. Vegas never sleeps.” Grissom said, as he rolled his eyes. He knew he should’ve talked her out of it.
Shift was rather uneventful that night. Not much happened in Vegas when it rained. And rain it did. Poured buckets. Most of the CSI’s finished up cases or took naps. Grissom found Sara and Nick at the end of shift playing Hodges’s Dukes of Hazard game. Sara was kicking his butt as usual.
“Sara, you ready?” Grissom called from his perch on the door frame.
“Let me finish kicking Nick’s ass again.” Sara said as she moved her game piece to the end of the board and stood up without a word. Nick just sat there dumbfounded.
“One day, Sara Elizabeth Sidle, I am going to figure out how you do that.” Nick said as she walked out the door.
“Stop using my whole name, Nicholas Ephraim Stokes.” Sara called as she and Grissom walked out the door hand in hand.
The rain had left the parking lot nearly flooded.
“Sara, did you put your bag in the Tahoe this morning? Because we are going straight to the Bellagio.” Grissom asked as he looked out across the puddle filled parking lot.
“Yeah. It’s in the back seat.” She glanced up at him as they made their way across the lot. She slid then and fell. She happened to catch herself just before she hit the concrete hard. She landed butt first. She just sat there. It didn’t hurt. So she just laughed.
Grissom was trying hard not to laugh before finding out if she was okay or not. When he heard her laugh, he could help himself.
“Sara, Baby, are you okay?” Grissom asked, as he knelt beside her.
“I’m fine. Wet, but fine.” Sara said as she went to get up. Grissom tried to help her only to be pulled down in the water with her. Grissom yelled in surprise.
“Now we have to get to the Bellagio and quickly get out of these wet clothes. Don’t need to catch our deaths.” Sara said, as she kissed his mouth hard.
"That and you still owe me for the cubs winning." Grissom grinned ear to ear.
THE END
RULES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN
BY Sassy
(I have to give credit to those who helped me with this. KACEE, wonderful ideas you shared with me. TONI, without you I wouldn’t have made it to the end. WICCA, you are the icing on the cake.)
CRIME SCENE
“Now that’s weird.” Greg said, as he entered the room Sara and Grissom had been processing.
There in the middle of the room stood a giant cage. It had ropes and chains hanging from the top. A platform stood in the center. It had arm and leg restraints.
“You should’ve seen it before David took the body.” Sara said as she dusted for prints.
He began to help process. “What do we know?”
“Neighbor called it in. Elizabeth Crassly. Victim, Stuart Mosley, hadn’t been seen or heard from in three days. She came over to check on him. Found him bound and gagged. He hasn’t been dead three days. Maybe less than a day from the looks of things. No suspect.” Grissom said as he put some hairs into a bindle.
“Greg, could you take al of our collected evidence in to process? We only have a few more things to do here.” Grissom said, as he handed the evidence to Greg.
Greg left them alone at the scene.
“So, Sara, we still on to watch the game?” Grissom asked as he stepped inside the cage.
“Wouldn’t miss it. My Yankees are going to use your Cubbies as dust mops.” Sara said with a smile.
“Care to make a little wager?” Grissom asked as he opened his finger print powder.
“What kind?” Sara asked.
“Okay, your team wins, I do anything you ask. My team wins, you do anything I ask.” Grissom said, as she finger printed the last arm restraint.
“Deal.” Sara stuck out her gloved hand.
He shook it, but pulled her in for a quick kiss to the lips before releasing her.
“You broke rule number one first.” Sara chided.
“Shit!” He mumbled under his breath. “I thought you’d break it first.”
Sara just smiled. “Okay, what was the punishment for breaking rule one again?”
“The rule breaker has to get a piercing of the victor’s choice.” Grissom groaned. “Sara, if you….”
“If I what? You think I’d want your…” She pointed at his groin. “Gilbert Ethan Grissom, how dare you think I’d want to ruin a perfectly good…”
“Watch it, Sara.” He warned.
“Your ear.” Sara stated simply.
Grissom tried to look happy. He was unsuccessful.
“Come on, Blue Eyes. I think you’d look hot. I love you.” She tried to sweeten the deal.
“Guess what?” His eyes were all aglow. “You just broke rule two.”
“Damn it.” Sara stomped her foot. “Gil, no bugs please?”
“Wouldn’t give you the pleasure. You, me, and the Star Trek Experience.” Grissom waggled his eyebrows at her.
Sara tried not to laugh. “Okay, Captain Kirk.” Laughter erupted from her mouth. “Archie would be so proud.”
“Come on, Sara. We’re done here.” Grissom packed up his kit.
BACK AT THE LAB
“No, I’m serious. It was so much fun.” Greg was saying as Sara walked into the break room.
“It’s all fun and games until someone loses their virginity.” Sara said, without finding out what they were talking about.
“I did last night.” Nick said sipping his coffee.
Sara turned to face him. Confusion written on her face. “What?”
“No, Sara. I meant online. Greg and I were talking about cyber sex. I did it last night. It was my first time.” Nick was all smiles.
“Nicky, you are a puzzle.” Sara quipped.
“It’s funny. The first time online was like the first time. Awkward!” Nick said as he was lost in thought.
“So, Nick, who were you cybering with?” Sara asked as she sat down at the table.
“Just a girl. Someone you don’t know.” Nick said all to quickly.
Sara’s eyes lit up. He was trying to hard that meant that it was someone from work. “Oh, Nick. You know I won’t tell. Please.”
Nick glanced at Greg. Greg got up threw his magazine on the table. “I’m out of here.”
“Sara, I really like this girl. We’ve already been on a couple of dates. She is so perfect for me.” Nick was picturing his girl in his mind. He smiled again.
“Nick, who is she?” Sara asked impatiently.
“Judy.” Nick said and looked away.
“Judy, the receptionist, Judy. Nick that is so great. So you think you love her?” Sara asked playfully punching him in the shoulder.
“Yeah.” Nick said as he got up and left the room.
Grissom met Nick in the hall. Nick was lost in his own thoughts. Grissom just stopped and turned and watched Nick walk down the hall. He spotted Sara.
“What gotten into him?” Grissom asked as he took the seat next to her.
“Love.” Sara said as she smiled at him.
“Must be in the air.” His hand slid up her thigh causing her to shiver slightly.
“We’re at work, Grissom.” Sara reminded him. “That would be breaking Rule number three. You brought up which means that if we follow through you’d have to enter in a contest of my choosing.” Little did he know, it was beer chugging night at the little bar Sara liked to go to listen to karaoke.
“Fine.” Grissom pinched a nipple softly. He whispered in her ear. “Shift doesn’t official start for thirty minutes. Want to help me out with an experiment in my office?”
Sara smiled and followed him from the break room. He held the door open for her. He preceded to close and lock the door and close the blinds. “Don’t want an audience.”
The second the blinds were closed, his lips were on hers. He kissed her long and soft. She moaned against his mouth. He then moved to her neck causing her to growl into his ear. “Don’t start something you don’t plan to finish.”
“Who said I wasn’t going to finish it?” He said as he unbuttoned the snap on her blue jeans and slid the zipper down slowly.
She kissed his mouth again and did the same for him. She slid his pants down to his feet. He slid hers down slowly, panties and all. He sat her on the edge of his desk. His fingers slid into her slowly. He slowly began moving them in and out of her.
“I want you inside me now, Gil.” Sara begged as he drove her over the edge with just his fingers. “Please, Gil. Now.”
He stood her up and turned her around. She gripped the edge of the desk as he slid into her from behind causing her to cry out softly. “Gil.”
“Sara, I love the feel of you around me.” Grissom said as he began to pound into her.
“I’m so close, Grissom. So close.” This caused him to pound harder and deeper. Her fingers tightened their hold as she let loose around him.
“Sara, soon, baby. Soon.” He barely whispered as he felt himself losing control. He
Buried himself deep within her and exploded.
He lay across her back panting. He kissed her shoulder.
“Gil that was….” Sara began almost breathless.
“Shh…..Sara.” Grissom said as he turned her to face him. He kissed her mouth softly and held her.
A knock sounded on the door. They scrambled for their clothes. “Just a minute.” Grissom called.
Once he was certain they were completely clothed he opened the door.
“Gil, I need to speak to you.” Catherine said as she barged passed him. She stopped short when she saw Sara. “Am I interrupting anything?”
He closed the door and replied, “Yes.”
“See you at assignments.” Sara smiled, as she left the room.
“Got your head out of that microscope, I take it.” Catherine was all smiles. “About damn time, Gil. About damn time.”
“What are you talking about, Catherine?” Grissom said with a blank stare.
AFTER SHIFT
“Come on, Grissom.” Sara begged. They had ridden six coasters already. Sara was dizzy. “No more. Please? No more.” She clutched her stomach to emphasize her point.
“Okay. We’ll stop for today.” Grissom said as he pulled her to him and kissed her.
She pulled away in need of air. “Let’s go get a beer.” Sara said.
“Where too?” He asked already intoxicated just from being near her.
“KC’s.” Sara said as she wrapped her arm around his waist. She just wanted to be near him. “Besides that is where you are doing you punishment.”
Grissom just blinked at her. “I was hoping you forgot.”
“Not on your life, Blue Eyes.” Sara said as they reached the Tahoe.
The short journey to KC’s was uneventful. Grissom tried to get Sara to tell him what he was going to have to do. Sara was better at keeping secrets than he was. He even tried bribing her.
KC’s was a small Karaoke bar. “I’m not singing, am I?” Grissom was about to turn and run.
“I wouldn’t torture people like that.” Sara deadpanned.
“Okay, everyone. Gather around. The twelfth annual beer chugging is about to get under way. Everyone that is participating please sign up over here.”
Sara nudged him then. “I guess I better go sign you up.” She was gone in a flash leaving Grissom to stare after her.
She returned a few minutes later.
“You didn’t?” He asked.
“I did. You broke rule three. Time to pay the price.” Sara said as she kissed his lips. “They need you over there. Do me proud, Blue Eyes.”
Seven beers and ten minutes later, Grissom had his head laid on Sara’s shoulder. “Sarrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaa, I’m ready to think go home.” Grissom slurred.
“Okay, Blue Eyes. You think you can walk?” She helped him to his feet, supported his body with hers, and led him slowly to the Tahoe. She buckled him in. “Did I win?”
“Nope. You didn’t finish number nine.” Sara said as she slid into the driver’s seat and started the Tahoe and headed home.
NEXT AFTERNOON
It was the bottom on the 9th. Score was tied at 5 to 5. The Cubs were at bat. If they scored a run, the game would be over. There was a runner on first and second. There were already two outs and the count was two strikes and no balls. You could cut the tension in the room with a knife.
They had a lot riding on this game. She was on the edge of her seat staring intently at the screen. Begging them silently not to score a run. She was a die hard New York Yankees fan, and he was the Chicago Cubs number one fan.
The pitch was straight down the center. The bat connected with the ball. It went flying up into the stands at Wrigley field. A grand slam. Scoring not one but three runs.
Grissom jumped from his seat on the sofa and yelled, “I can’t believe they won.”
Sara looked up at him and smiled weakly. “Congratulations, Grissom.” She dreaded the terms of her losing. God only knows what goes on in that head of his. “What’s the damage?”
He only grinned at her. Grinned like a mad man. She knew she was in for it then. “I haven’t come up with it yet, Sara. I know it will be good. I just have to think.”
“Gil Grissom, you are such a monster.” She said, as she lay back against his couch.
“Nope. This won’t pertain anything to work.” He said as he strode over to the kitchen counter for a handful of chocolate covered peanuts. “Want some?” He said gesturing to the bowl.
She looked at him with a questioning look in her eyes. “The game is over. What are we going to do now? We could go catch a movie.”
“Movie? What movie?” He‘d even go see a chick flick if it meant he‘d get to be alone in the dark with her.
She was lost in thought for a minute. “What kinds of movies do you like? Red Eye is opening tonight. It is supposed to one of those edge of your seat movies. Is that your kind of thing?”
“That will be fine. I haven’t seen any previews for movies in awhile. I don’t watch TV to much these days.” He said as he kissed her lips softly.
“I know we‘re always in bed.” She stated as she disengaged from his body.
He watched her pick up a handful of the chocolate covered peanuts and pop them into her mouth.
She smiled at him softly. “When are we going to this movie?”
“How about now? This is Vegas and Vegas never sleeps.” He said as he ran a finger up bare arm slowly.
She shivered. “Okay. I want to go home and change. Is that ok?”
“More than okay. I’ll be there in an hour. Okay?” He asked holding her hand in his.
“I’ll be ready.” She reached up to his face and caressed his bearded cheek softly. “See you in an hour.” She kissed his cheek quickly, and was out the door.
She rushed home quickly and took a shower. She was dressed and waiting for him downstairs. She had to get some fresh air. The Vegas heat was making her apartment unbearable.
He pulled and was out of his Tahoe before he saw her sitting there on the steps. “Honey, what are you doing out here?”
“Waiting for you.” She said as she stood slowly.
“I was coming to get you.” He said as he kissed her cheek softly.
“I like your jeans, Grissom.” He was dressed in a form fitting pair of Wranglers and a black t-shirt. She walked around him and took him in. “Nice ass.” She said as she slapped it playfully.
His face registered shock. Sara Sidle was playing with him. “You are a tease.” He said as he looked her over from head to toe. She was wearing jeans and tank top. Her belly button was visible every time she raised one of her arms slightly. “Nice belly ring.” He stated as he caught a glimpse of something shining in the streetlight.
She blushed and covered her stomach with her arms. He pulled them way. “Don’t be shy. I‘ve seen it all.” He pulled her into him then and kissed her passionately on the mouth.
“Let’s get going.” She said, as she pulled away from him and started walking toward the Tahoe. He took quick steps to catch up with her. Reaching for the handle to open her door before she could. “Thank you.” She stepped up into the Tahoe, and he closed the door.
He climbed into the driver seat and started the engine. They drove to the Cinema with small talk breaking the silence along the way. He parked and ran to open her door.
He was being a gentleman tonight, and she was relishing in that fact. She loved him more and more. He paid for their tickets and bought them popcorn and sodas. They found seats in the back of the theater. He held her hand all the way.
For the first half hour they had their eyes locked on the screen, but they were both bored. The only reason they were watching was because that is why you paid to go see a movie. His hand slid from hers and lingered on her knee.
“Griss, the movie.” She whispered as he nibbled on her earlobe.
“I am in a darkened theater with a beautiful woman and you expect me to be watching a movie. I’d rather kiss you.” He said softly into her ear.
Her only response, was to moan slightly. Hearing no objections, he kept on nibbling and sucking her neck.
His hand lingered on her knee, stroking it slowly. Her hand came down on his. He thought it was to stop it, but she lifted his hand and brought it to her thigh.
She nuzzled his neck with her lips softly. “It’s dark in here, do what you want.”
He swallowed hard. The breath on his ear had gotten him excited. He turned her face up to his and kissed her hungrily. He took her hand and placed it on him. “Feel that, Sara? This is what you always do to me.”
Sara growled low in his ear. He hand rubbing him through his jeans. “I want you.”
“We can’t here, Sara.” But before he stop her she was on her knees between his legs. She unzipped his pants and had him out, stroking him gently. “Sara.” Her mouth was on him. Licking and sucking. She took him all the way inside, not an easy task. Her head bobbed slowly up and down. She rubbed her tongue over him in ways he’d never experienced. He was gripping the arm rest with one hand and her hair in the other. It took all of his energy not to moan loud. He was close. So close. He tried to warn her, but it was is if she were encouraging it with her tongue. He exploded into her mouth with a groan. She swallowed everything. She zipped him up and raised up and kissed him hard on the mouth. He liked the taste of himself on her lips.
She sat in her chair and whispered into his ear, “I hope you return the favor.”
He stood and pulled her to her feet. “Let’s go.” The movie was the last thing on his mind.
The parking lot of the theater was deserted. Grissom pinned Sara to the truck and kissed her neck. She moaned and arched into him. “Your place or mine?”
“Yours is closer.” He said between kisses. He now moved to her mouth. She took her hand and squeezed gently causing him to nibble on her ear lobe.
She sucked in a breath. “Home! NOW!”
He popped open her door and she climbed in. He walked awkwardly to his side of the truck and climbed in.
The ride to her apartment was interesting to say the least. She nibbled and sucked every inch of his neck.
“Sara,” he squeaked, “you have to behave now, or I’m going to wreck.”
It didn’t stop her. She began talking dirty in his ear.
“I want you inside me. Deep inside me.” She purred. “I’m going to make you so hot, you’ll beg for release.” She ran her hands up his thigh. “I want you to fuck me from behind.”
He pulled into her apartment complex then. Found a spot and parked. He turned to her and kissed her hard. “I’ll do anything you want me too.”
“Why are we still in the truck?” She purred.
The short journey from the parking lot to her door was a blur. They’d only stopped and that was to kiss and grope each other. A nosy neighbor had them moving on to her door.
She barely got he key in the lock. He’d been nibbling her ear.
The door opened and he pushed her inside. They left a trail of clothes from the door to the bedroom. Their naked bodies came together. Skin kissing skin. He moaned at the feel of her pressed hard against his arousal.
“Sara, I don’t have any condoms with me.” He didn’t stop kissing her neck.
“I have some.” She backed up to the bed. “Top drawer of my nightstand.. Get them.” She pulled the covers back and climbed in the bed.
He opened the drawer and was amazed at the several different types, styles, and brands that littered it.
“I stopped on the way home earlier.” She smiled coyly at him.
He reached for a bright blue box with the Eiffel Tower on it. “Paris Erotica condoms?” He questioned.
“The clerk said they were good.” Sara shrugged.
“Let’s test it out.” Grissom said as he removed one from the box, tore it open with his teeth, and began to roll it on.
Sara could only watch. He climbed in with her. He was between her legs in seconds. His mouth found hers as he slid gently inside her.
Sara moaned and began rocking her hips. He thrust into her over and over. Her legs went around him causing to slide deeper. Causing her body to plunge over the edge.
“Gil!” She moaned, screamed almost. “Don’t stop. Harder.”
He pounded into her and lost himself in the feel of her. He climaxed. “Sara!” He moaned.
Sweat dripped from him to her. He kissed her swollen lips and rolled off of her and pulled her body so that it was resting comfortably with his. Her head on his heaving chest.
“I love you.” She whispered.
“I love you too.” He kissed her head.
They lay awake lost in thought. Sara broke the silence.
“That was amazing, Gil” She whispered.
“You know how to please a woman.”
“I know how to please you.” He corrected.
Sleep overcame them soon after.
Sara woke to a cold, empty bed. She tried not to let it upset her. Then she heard singing coming from the bathroom. Grissom’s rendition of Lets Get It On making her smile.
He emerged from the bathroom. Naked. “Glad to see you’re awake.”
His body covered her in a matter of seconds. Their mouths and tongues fighting for dominance.
He began kissing her neck. She moaned and arched into him.
“You like?” He teased.
“Don’t stop now.” She said as her hands rubbed him back. He nails scraping the hardened flesh.
He growled as he made his way down her body. His tongue caressing every inch of her.
Her reached her tiny thatch of hair. Fingered the soft hair there before letting tongue dip into her. Tasting her. She shivered as his tongue flicked her tiny bud. Slow at first then faster. Delving his tongue within her. Making her writhe with pleasure.
Her hands found their way to his hair and gave encouragement. “So close.” She gasped.
This made him suck softly on her bud. She came hard. He was back at her mouth now. Kissing her.
He thrust into her hard. Pumping into her slow at first and quickly picking up speed.
“Cum for me, Sara.” He whispered. “Cum for me.”
“You’re not wearing anything, Gil.”
“I’ll pullout, Sara.” He assured her.
She rocked her hips to meet each of his thrusts. Pressure starting to build up again. This time she cried out, “I’m coming, Gil.”
Her legs wrapped around him then. Taking him deeper. He could feel that he was close.
He tried to pullout but her legs stopped him. “In me, Gil.”
At those words, he emptied his load into her. He rolled from on top of her. Breathing hard. “Sara,” He said as he tugged her toward him. “come here.” They stayed that way until time to get up to get ready for work that night. Making love and talking.
AT THE LAB
Sara was walking a little stiffly. She was sore. The things that man did to her and had her do. He was a tiger in the bedroom. She sighed remembering an hour before shift in the shower. She shivered from the memory.
Just then, Grissom walked up behind her. “Daydreaming at work, Sara?”
She just smiled at him and kept on walking to the A/V lab. What that man did to her.
Grissom couldn’t keep his mind on anything else. It was getting so bad that he wanted her twenty four-seven. He paged her. Five minutes later, she walked in.
“911? Where’s the fire?” Sara asked, worried.
“Shut the door.” Grissom said as he rose.
“Gil Grissom, we are on the clock.” Sara warned, but closed the door anyway, forgetting the lock.
His lips crashed into hers. He pulled away breathless. “We do get a lunch break, Sara.”
“Good cause I’m hungry.” She said and began to nibble on his neck.
“Keep that up and we might be here until the end of shift.” He whispered.
She went to unbutton his pants. “Sara, we have to stop this at work.” He moaned and slid his hand beneath her shirt to cup a breast.
“I know. BUT not today.” She slid her hand to caress him.
He pushed her back on to the couch. He removed her slacks and panties and slid his own down to the floor.
“We have to be quiet.” Sara told him.
His answer was to kiss her hard. His tongue slid into her mouth. His body covering hers. He slid into her center. She moaned at the feel of him.
“Sara, I love you.” Grissom said as he began to move slowly inside her. Her hips rocked to meet each of his thrusts. What had started out slow, had soon became hurried and hard.
Sara bit his shoulder to keep from screaming out. Grissom was pounding into her with determination. “Cum for me, Sara.” He whispered. Demanded.
Sara let herself be taking with him. She felt herself clench on him and ride out the wave of pleasure as he kept moving. Hard and deep within her. “Gil.” Sara moaned when she was able to speak again.
Just then the door to his office opened. Ecklie was standing there. Blushing.
“Good way to keep your subordinates under you, Gil.” He said before shutting the door.
Grissom lay his head on Sara’s chest. Embarrassed. “You forgot to lock the door.”
“I did.” Sara admitted, and burst out laughing. “Did you see his face?”
“Yeah. And I broke Rule four!” Grissom said as he looked into her eyes. “Guess I get to face the firing squad.”
Being caught at work, Rule four, punishment was to tell the gang that they were a couple. The instigator had to tell them. So Sara was free and clear and had her 911 page to prove it.
“You bet.” Sara said. “I guess lunch is over.”
“Yeah….continue this at home.” Grissom kissed Sara’s mouth, before getting up to put on his pants.
BREAK ROOM 20 MINUTES LATER
Greg reached for the coffee can to make some coffee. He needed coffee. He pulled the lid off and threw the can in the sink. Out came a bunch of crawling hissing cockroaches. Greg started ranting.
“Those GUYS never leave me alone. How am I supposed to get any work done around here?” Greg turned and saw Nick and Warrick standing in the doorway.
“You two had better get those damn bugs caught. Why can’t you leave me alone? I’ve done nothing but help you two out.” Greg made his way down the hall still ranting, and kicked the wall a few times.
“What was that all about?” Nick asked.
“I have no idea.” Warrick looked clueless as well.
They turned and there stood Catherine and Grissom. Grissom looking happy. Catherine upset. She handed him the money she’d been holding.
“I told you I could do it.” Grissom said as he headed back into his office.
He stopped midway and turned to look at them all. “Hey, gang. Let’s have breakfast after shift. I have something to tell you.”
They all looked at him shocked. “Sure, Grissom.” Nick said and the rest nodded.
BREAKFAST AFTER SHIFT
The whole gang was there: Nick, Sara, Grissom, Catherine, Warrick, Greg, Brass, and Doc Robbins.
“I’ve got something to tell you.” Grissom began.
They all held their breaths expecting the worst.
“Not bad news, I swear.” He scooted closer to Sara and put his arm around her. “I’ve got a girl, and I want you all to meet her.” He kissed Sara’s cheek.
The table irrupted in applause. When the laughter subsided, Sara cleared her throat. “I have something to add.”
She slid out of the booth and walked to the counter. She came back holding one of those paper kid’s crowns. She’d made a bet with Nick that if they ever got together she’d crown Grissom in front of the whole team with a sexual title that fits their sex life. She gulped as she placed the crown upon his head.
“I dub the, King Screaming Orgasm.” Sara said proudly. Grissom blushed and the rest of the team burst out laughing.
GRISSOM’S TOWNHOUSE
“Sara, I’ve got a surprise for you.” Grissom said as he held her tight.
“What?” Sara said as he nuzzled his neck.
“We’ve got the whole weekend off. AND we are staying at the Bellagio.” Grissom said, as he kissed her head.
She turned her face up to his. She kissed him hard.
“I guess that means you approve.” Grissom said kissing her lips again.
“Oh, I approve. Want me to show you just how much?” Sara said as she pulled the cover up over their heads.
LATER AT SHIFT
Grissom was sporting a white diamond stud in one ear. He was silently praying no one noticed it. Especially Catherine.
“Hey, Gil. We are ready for assignments.” Catherine said as she poked her head in. “Don’t worry about this weekend. I’ll cover for you.”
Tonight was Thursday and they were checking in at the end of shift not to check out until Monday morning.
“Thanks Cat.” Grissom said as he picked up the assignment slips. “Let’s go.”
The light caught the diamond and Catherine grabbed his arm as he passed. “What have you done, Grissom?”
“It’s an earring.” He stated simply.
“I can see that.” Catherine said as she looked him over. “What else has that girl done to you?”
“Nothing. And she didn’t do it. I broke rule number 1.” Grissom said and walked away.
“Rule number 1? You have rules.” Catherine said with a laugh.
“Come along, Catherine. Vegas never sleeps.” Grissom said, as he rolled his eyes. He knew he should’ve talked her out of it.
Shift was rather uneventful that night. Not much happened in Vegas when it rained. And rain it did. Poured buckets. Most of the CSI’s finished up cases or took naps. Grissom found Sara and Nick at the end of shift playing Hodges’s Dukes of Hazard game. Sara was kicking his butt as usual.
“Sara, you ready?” Grissom called from his perch on the door frame.
“Let me finish kicking Nick’s ass again.” Sara said as she moved her game piece to the end of the board and stood up without a word. Nick just sat there dumbfounded.
“One day, Sara Elizabeth Sidle, I am going to figure out how you do that.” Nick said as she walked out the door.
“Stop using my whole name, Nicholas Ephraim Stokes.” Sara called as she and Grissom walked out the door hand in hand.
The rain had left the parking lot nearly flooded.
“Sara, did you put your bag in the Tahoe this morning? Because we are going straight to the Bellagio.” Grissom asked as he looked out across the puddle filled parking lot.
“Yeah. It’s in the back seat.” She glanced up at him as they made their way across the lot. She slid then and fell. She happened to catch herself just before she hit the concrete hard. She landed butt first. She just sat there. It didn’t hurt. So she just laughed.
Grissom was trying hard not to laugh before finding out if she was okay or not. When he heard her laugh, he could help himself.
“Sara, Baby, are you okay?” Grissom asked, as he knelt beside her.
“I’m fine. Wet, but fine.” Sara said as she went to get up. Grissom tried to help her only to be pulled down in the water with her. Grissom yelled in surprise.
“Now we have to get to the Bellagio and quickly get out of these wet clothes. Don’t need to catch our deaths.” Sara said, as she kissed his mouth hard.
"That and you still owe me for the cubs winning." Grissom grinned ear to ear.
THE END