a new chapter:)
Disclaimer: I was birthday and guess what ... nothing EXACT rights for me!
NA: I got angsty, I know and I apologize. But as I always say, the reason I started writing this was because I wanted to entertain. And right now, I'm entertaining the emo:) Despite the sad thing is life (he) had nice birthday gifts. The GSR was: another photo of another kiss between Sara and Grissom and ... I wrote an email to David Rambo ... and he answered! He told me the name of the dog (Hank) had suggested someone when came the second time, but that did not quite know why. And that has kept the fans thinking:) Anyway, good gifts. Much love to everyone who read my humble (not so ... well yes) history.
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Three months and two weeks.
Fourteen weeks.
Actually, 104 days had passed since the last time I had seen.
"Goodbye" was the last I heard from his lips. A bitter and short goodbye and then disappear from your life.
did not want to admit that I missed. Could not afford. He had a complete laboratory under its responsibility and, after all, that was the only tangible possession. His work was the activity that kept him standing and wanting continue to rise each morning. If you think about it, had always been so until "she" ...
Maybe, just maybe, you should not have let events unfold as they had done. At least two people would be happier if they had been ... Do they?
"She" had left his resignation on his desk the morning after that last day. He had done before the start of the turn, only to avoid him. Best. He only had to sign a document. Nothing more. Write your name on a sheet of paper. Cold. Clean. As the scalpel of a surgeon. But what was splitting was his own soul, its own history.
... Those days she was so happy. I had no idea the joy that was hidden in the depths of his being. Never have discovered if it were not for "her." "Her." "Her." He could not pronounce his name. No one dared.
And as the days pass, can not forget How could I! If the only time you felt man was at his side. But human is vulnerable and there is a trap. It had been so difficult to accept and show that he loved her (God, had taken six years!), Stripping her spirit to her ... only to realize that it was too late. And now he has to rebuild its shell with pieces taken from who knows where.
Every time you walk through the streets of Las Vegas, his eyes looking unconsciously, between crowd. His tall and slender. Her bright brown eyes. Her smile could shake the world. In his world, at least.
had to get it out of the head and was going to go crazy. There was no day to pass without was about to call or send a message. But I knew she needed to get away from it. Forget him. But he did not want her to forget him. Call it selfishness or whatever you want, but he could not conceive that she forgot.
- ... ssom! ... Grissom!
felt as if waking from a dream.
- Are you okay?
was Nick. Both collected evidence from a scene in the desert.
- were there with the camera pointed at the body but not dragged them out photos you sure you're okay?
- Yes, Nick. I'm sure - responded with some irritation in his voice.
Grissom continued shooting at a regular pace. Nick did not move and kept her eyes off him. After a few moments to talk again.
- Grissom - waited until he left the chamber to one side, which he did not so he went all miss Sara. She was ...
With a glare, the supervisor stopped him.
- Have you seen those tire tracks near the body? - Indicated with the index.
- Yes, but Grissom ...
- What are you waiting for? What the wind erase? - His voice sounded harsher than I wanted.
Nick pursed lips raised his hands, giving up and turned around, obeying the orders of his boss.
Grissom continued his task. After photographing the victim's chest, went to remove his wallet from his pocket earlier. He opened it and took the identity card. He sighed. As if I had enough.
- Nick, you better hurry.
He looked puzzled. Grissom could be unusual, even eccentric, but if there was something true ... it always was right.
- Office, here Grissom - said discouraged the transmitter - the desert is 419 of Glen Stewart Godwin. Prepare.
the other hand, Brass sighed.
- What we lacked - and cut.
Nick, frowning, looked at Grissom.
- Glen Stewart Godwin?
- One of the ten most wanted in the country.
- Oh, I see ... - Nick made a face of disgust that means ...
- Yes FBI.
For a moment, Grissom rethought the fact that his work was the center of their world. With so much paperwork, the rising crime rate, Ecklie after back and now the FBI, giving up did not seem so bad foresight. In addition, Sarah was no longer in his lab at all! Even in his life. Could retire, your pension and leave require far from Las Vegas. Far from everything ...
- Hey boss, do not worry. - Nick Grissom tried to return to itself "I collected everything you need to process in the laboratory. Be fast. We'll have the case solved by the time they arrive. Plus ... FBI agents do not have as good as us.
- Sure? - All too familiar voice said behind them.
Nick and Grissom are turned quickly. Both open-mouthed. It seemed as if they had seen a ghost. It may well be, given the situation.
She smiled as she approached them at a rapid pace. "Her." It was "she." It was his tall and slender. His eyes were bright, but above all was his smile. That smile that made everything around seemed invisible.
dressed completely in black suit and although he was not wearing heels, there was a certain grace in her walk. Her hair was shorter and fluttered in the wind of course, showing his face. It felt happy. Happier than any other day that Grissom remember.
Nick was first to react.
- Sara! - his eyes shone with joy. Dropped his kit and ran to meet and embrace it with more force due to a lady. A little more and he broke the bones.
- It's good to see Nick, but if I do not loose your embrace Texan think they'll have two DB's in the desert - smiled as she leaned slightly his chin on his shoulder .
Nick and left a little and still with his hands on his arms, looked up and down.
- Wow! You see ... you see ... - set his sights on the lapel of her, "Agent? Sidle: Agent?
- Accurate - curled his lips and closed his eyes in a nod and fake bravado.
- Are you with the FBI? - Nick exclaimed disbelief - well, never had ...
- Agent Sidle - Grissom broke-are you here for the body? And if so, how he came to the scene so quickly? I just realized the police station, so ...
- I'm also glad to see you again, Grissom - before she could reply, he continued, "No. I'm here because two hours ago there was a report of a 410 on this road ... Miguel Carrera possible suspect. One of the aliases of Glen S. Godwin. Tuned frequency of Las Vegas PD and I heard your report. Brass called and informed me about the location. The rest of the team is coming.
- Good. Then I give the scene. It's all yours.
Grissom camera hung around his neck and moved the peak of his baseball cap until it covered his eyes.
- I have an order. Nor is the intention. For me can continue processing. If you want I can help ... - Sara said kindly, but he could not finish because he cut short Grissom.
- already finished are we Nick?
His tone was neutral, but all the time she turned her back to her. He walked toward the SUV.
Nick looked at her and shrugged. She gestured for him to follow.
- Go, I wait for the team here.
- Well, see you soon. I hope.
She gave him a warm look.
- Me too.
Nick turned and trotted up to Grissom, who already was in touch the car.
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already in the car, Nick could not help with a less than appropriate for a supervisor asked
- What was that?!
sounded angry.
- "So what? - Grissom said without changing his countenance and his voice and without opening the hearing the wheel and the road.
- unseen for months Sarah and you are unable or health? And not only that. You were very rude to her. Entirely inappropriate for ...
- If I wanted a sermon in manners, which would Ecklie. Besides ... it was she who decided to leave the team.
- Why you treat it so thoughtlessly? Is this a vendetta? Grissom, what the hell! You were friends! Moreover, there was a time ...
- Nick Basta! - Grissom raised his voice. I was really angry.
- No, Grissom!
Gil turned his head and opened his eyes with astonishment and indignation ... How dare ...
- We owe much to Sara. A lot. In addition, as a colleague, I need to know if this will be a problem for you. If so, should I report.
Now that Grissom was furious. He looked to the road and set her jaw firmly. He said in his characteristic tone indifferent, but breathing hard.
- No. It is not ... and will not be.
- Well! - Nick exclaimed angrily.
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TBC
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