Author: Moggie
Status: Complete
Summary:
[GSR] It was safer, but was it the right thing to do?
Genre: Angst
Notes: We’ve seen fanfics about Sara and another man, but
what about Grissom and another woman? Hmmm, good question huh?
Spoilers: Blood Lust -onwards.
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI: Crime Scene
Investigation.
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Chapter 10
After
that revelation and Sara’s mother interrupting them, Grissom
made Sara promise not to go anywhere. That she was to stay
at the B&B while she helped her mother and he waited.
Now
he was standing out on the deck, looking out at the beach and
the raging ocean as the sun started setting on the horizon.
Andrew
tapped his pipe in his palm to clean it out of burnt ash as
he left the doorway to walk towards the silent man that was
staring out at the view.
“Quiet
evening.” Andrew said causally as he pulled out his tobacco
pouch.
Grissom
turned briefly to acknowledge the older man. “It is.”
Placing
some tobacco into the pipe, Andrew stood, looking at Grissom
as he looked elsewhere. “What are your intentions?”
Grissom
glanced at the man again. “My intentions.” He stated. “Are
for Sara only.”
Andrew
nodded silently as he tucked his tobacco pouch back into his
pocket and dug out a match. He scratched it along the rail
of the deck and it sparked. “We haven’t formally met.” He said
after a moment, lighting his pipe and puffing between words.
Shaking
the match to deplete if of life, he tossed it to the floor. “Andrew
Sidle. I’m Sara’s father.”
Grissom
reluctantly turned and held out his hand. “Gil Grissom. Sara’s
boss.”
Andrew
chuckled. “I know. I’ve heard a lot about you over the years.
Through my wife, that is.” He explained at Grissom’s odd look. “You
probably know that Sara and I don’t really get on, but one
of us has to be the stern one. Sue was always the relaxed parent.”
“I
guess Sara gets her temperament and stubbornness from her fathers
side then?” Grissom sighed as soon as the words flew from his
mouth, ready to apologise. “I’m sorry, it’s just-”
“That’s
ok.” Andrew chuckled. “I guess it’s true. She’s me in a lot
of ways, but it’s a good thing she’s got more of Suzy’s traits
than mine.” Puffing a few times on his pipe, Andrew looked
over the horizon before turning to lean back against the rail.
“Has
Sara told you, or Mrs Sidle, what she’s going to do?” Grissom
asked suddenly, still staring out at the ocean, his arms resting
on the rail’s top and his feet cross at the ankles so he was
leaning completely against the rail.
Andrew
shrugged, taking a few short puffs before breathing the smoke
out. “She’s mentioned going back to college. I guess it’s a
good thing really, she was upset though, so I’m not certain
what her plans are now.” He turned his head to look at him. “She
tells her mother most things. Or she’ll tell you.”
Grissom
sighed and steepled his fingers before lacing them and resting
his chin on them. “She used to tell me lots of things, but
it’s been so long since we even talked civilly.” He huffed
a short laugh at the questioning look in Andrew’s eyes. “Don’t
get me wrong, she’s the perfect professional at work, but you
wind up alone and it can be World War III. Sara’s not one to
start an argument, but when it’s me, she’s tempted.”
“And
she argues with you?” Andrew asked, amused at such a thought. “I
don’t think I’ve known her to pick an argument. She’s always
been the quiet of the two. Her and Stewart always got on. He’s
only 3 years older that she is, but it’s always Stewart that
would test the boundaries of her temper.”
Grissom
chuckled. “Yeah, well, she’s got a temper and she can use it
quite sharply when she wants to.”
“Hmm… only
with you, you say?” Andrew thought about this and decided it
was only going to make Sara suspicious. “After what Sue told
me, I’d say Sara’s got something on her mind that only you
can help her with.”
Though
Sara and her father weren’t close, that didn’t mean her father
couldn’t at least make an effort to patch years of mistakes
with a few teasing words.
“Like
I said, that’s for only Sara to hear.” Grissom knew what Andrew
was doing and felt strangely comforted by it. “Though,” He
continued. “I will tell you something.” Grissom pushed back
to stand tall. “I’ve got my faults and I’ve not done what I
should have for a long time, but I will change that, starting
now.”
Andrew
smirked behind his pipe as he puffed happily and watched Grissom
stride off down the deck steps and onto the beach where Sara
and her mother were walking a few hundred yards away.
“I
seem to have misjudged you Mr Grissom.” Andrew said to the
dead night air.
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Sue
waded through the waves as her daughter walked on the sand.
She caught a glimpse of her husband talking to Grissom in the
dying sun and called out to Sara as she watched Grissom come
down from the deck and onto the sand.
“I’ll
put some tea on. I’m sure you’re hungry after missing lunch.” Sue
smiled at her daughter and turned to make her way back up to
the B&B, passing Grissom with an encouraging smile.
Standing
in silence for a long time, only the sound of the waves breaking
against the beach was heard.
Grissom
stood beside Sara as she looked out at the now darkened sky. “Can
I ask you something?” His voice was nearly swallowed by the
wave hitting their feet.
Sara
turned to see that his bare feet mingled with the wet sand
and the sea water. She smiled a little at the sight.
Taking
her silence as a response, he asked his question. “Are you
still in love with me?” He swallowed the lump in his throat
as he waited for an answer. His heart was beating wildly in
his chest as he felt the weight of sadness hanging over him.
Sara
looked down at her feet, biting her bottom lip. She wrapped
her arms around herself, trying to keep her answer buried inside
her. Did she really have to say it?
He
had offered her love in return, but could he really do it?
“Do
you even know what love is Grissom?” She asked through soft
tears, her eyes straying back to the ocean.
His
reply was full of honesty and firmness that she knew he was
telling the truth.
“Love?” He
gasped. “I can only tell you what love is with you. What I
feel, what I think, what I want…” He looked up at the sky desperately. “I
know that telling you I love you isn’t half of what I feel
for you.” His eyes settled on her as she turned to him.
“What
do you feel for me?” She choked on a whisper.
He
stepped closer, taking his hands to touch her face. “Love is
a weak word, but it’s love all the same. There’s so much more
inside me and it’s chewing me up inside because I’ve tried
to tell you, but I couldn’t.”
“And
now?” She looked into his eyes.
“With
my heart and soul.” He forced. “I’ve loved you for so long.” His
words were strong. “There aren’t enough words to describe it,
but I can try…” He closed his eyes for a moment and smiled. “You
make me feel. You make me believe in a future I thought I was
too old for.” He paused and wrapped his arms around her, looking
into her eyes.
“Adoration.
Want. Need. Joy. Happiness. Passion…” He wiped her tears away
with soft fingers. “Desperation to do something!”
Sara
laughed a little. She shifted closer into his arms and closed
her eyes against his cheek. “Then do something.” She whispered
into his ear.
He
pulled back and smiled. “I plan to.” He whispered back, leaning
down to kiss her with a passion he hadn’t known he had, except
when he was around Sara.
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“What
about Anna?” Sara looked at him as they walked hand in hand
down the beach.
Grissom
shrugged, trying to catch her face in the moonlight. “She knows
about us. She needed someone and so did I, but I was too afraid
to take what I had. We used each other, I guess.” He sighed
and squeezed her hand.
“Will
she be in Vegas if I go back?”
“No.
She left the other day.” He offered her a smile. “I should
thank her though.”
“Why?” Sara
asked with hesitation.
“She’s
the one that found you. I was in a panic and couldn’t find
your address or anything.” He looked back at her when he realised
she wasn’t walking with him anymore.
“She
found me? You panicked?” Sara shook her head out of the fog
that had settled. She turned confused eyes to him.
Grissom
went to her. “I lost you. I was going to find you, but… I had
to work.” It sounded so stupid. “I’m sorry Sara.”
“That’s
ok. It’s just a shock that your ex-wife is the one that found
me.” She sighed tiredly. “I think we should head back. I need
some sleep before my flight.”
Grissom’s
eyes grew wide. “You’re not coming back with me?”
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