Re: If Sara has PMS, how would Grissom deal with it? GSR FIC
okay, I haven't managed to re-write even a whole chapter yet, but heres a tiny little update for y'alls!
(this is part of a new chapter, but I haven't named it yet lol)
After Gil Grissom returns from the field and logging all his evidence into the appropriate labs, he walks to the break room to find the sweetest site he’s seen in a while.
Sara is lying down on the couch fast asleep with those 3D glasses still on her face having slipped down to the bridge of her nose, reminding Gil of him self. He tiptoes to the best of his ability over to Sara and quietly drags a chair to sit infront of the couch.
“Sara, honey…..wake up dear, it’s me Gil…” He whispers to her as he gently rubs the back of her hand with his thumb.
Sara’s nose twitches slightly and she draws in a deep breath, waking from her peaceful slumber. She rubs her nose and stretches before saying, “Hey, Grissom. How long have I been like this?”
“I don’t know,” He starts, “I just came back from the field to find you laying here asleep. MediuM must have worn you out, huh?” He chuckles softly as he pulls the cardboard glasses from her beautiful face.
Sara smiles and sits up, “Hmmmm…. Yeah, I think so….” She looks around as she lets out a short yawn. She mustn’t have had very much sleep because she was still tired
“Still a bit tired, Sara?” Grissom asks.
“Yeah, just a bit.” Sara says.
“Come here.” He says as he opens his arms.
Sara gladly lets herself fall into them, wrapping her own arms around his body as he does the same. It felt good to be back in his arms and she could get very used to it very quickly.
***
They were still hugging five minutes later, which Sara thought was very cute. She was now sitting in his lap as he continued to hold her tight.
“Catherine made fireworks” Sara says with a small grin.
Grissom arcs his eyebrows and replies with, “Oh, really? Well, I hope you had fun with Catherine….Did you do this at her crime scene?”
“No, Catherine didn’t take me there. She said I might end up fingerprinting the whole house” Sara finishes with a giggle.
“That’s good,” Grissom starts with a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
