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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #15 on: February 27, 2009, 04:13:01 PM »
?It was just air sickness,? Sara insisted.

?I know?I don?t want you sick, or feeling sick.? Grissom pointed inside. ?Enter our temporary home.? He smiled. ?With a hot shower.?

She moved inside, smiling as she discovered the rustic yet beautiful cottage he had found with an internet search. The owner had stocked the small kitchen with enough food for several days. She drank juice as she opened cabinets, pulled blinds up, and opened windows. She entered the bedroom, turning in a slow circle.

?It?s beautiful.?

He stood in the door, trying to remember what he had noticed the night before, and realized he was seeing the room for the first time. Not the room, he thought, but the beautiful woman who stood beside the bed. She fingered the hanging nets and ran a hand along the bed. She opened French doors to reveal a covered screened porch and cool air filled the room.

?I?I need a shower, Gil.? She touched her shirt. ?I need clean clothes; my shirt?it?s in the plastic bag.? She tried to laugh before her voice faltered. ?I don?t have much with me.?

He started toward her with slow, deliberate steps, halting when the toes of his shoes met her hiking boots. His hands touched her arms. He was standing so close that she felt his breath against her cheek. She tried to stop her chin from quivering.

He leaned forward and kissed her bringing a low, hungry groan from deep within his chest. She suddenly felt vigorous, powerful, alive, all essence of tiredness escaping as she responded to his kiss. Sensations from memory returned in a rush as she remembered the passion she felt in his arms. Her hands went around his neck.

Immediately, he was against her, tightly pressing her hips to his and she felt his arousal against her center.

?I need a shower?a real shower.?

He deepened his kiss, parting her lips as she pushed fingers through his hair. His right hand found the bottom of her shirt and pushed it up, finding her bra, he worked it above her breasts and closed his hand over her left breast. A delicious, glorious, dizzying consciousness began to build inside her?feelings she remembered as his thumb circled her nipple.

Her fingers found buttons on his shirt and pushed the cloth away as her fingertips moved down his bare chest. She responded to his kiss until necessary breathing made her break from his mouth, kissing his throat, his shoulder, finally resting her head against his neck.

?I need a shower. I want to be clean.?

She felt him laugh, silently. ?Three minutes will get both of us clean enough.? He pulled away and pushed her shirt over her head followed by her bra. His eyes devoured her. ?You are beautiful, Sara.? When he reached for her again and skin touched skin, another kiss held them together.

Somehow, they managed to undress, dropping clothes from the bedroom into the bathroom?a bright whiteness that sparkled with cleanliness. Neither noticed as shampoo and soap and hot water washed away any remaining reservations of their reunion. His hands gave meticulous attention to every inch of her body as he rediscovered the curves, the slim waist, the long legs, the dimples, the tattoo.

Her eyes closed as he touched her setting off a wonderful feeling of desire as she pressed against his body. She sought more.

?You feel wonderful,? he whispered against her mouth, ?clean, moist and soft.?

?Yes, yes,? she answered.
"Long long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke..." (Longfellow & Sara Sidle, Ending Happy, 2007)

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #16 on: February 27, 2009, 07:49:37 PM »
Great chapter!

Sara isn't the only one that is ready!  ;) :D

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #17 on: February 27, 2009, 11:47:01 PM »
Read the original, uncut version at:

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4887323/5/

Quickly, towels were found and their half-dry bodies launched into the big bed with its cool coverings. The two wrapped in a cocoon of white as hands and lips met in deep prolonged kisses, a crescendo building and exploding.

They lay quietly for a time, taking in each other, the stillness of the room, the hushed sounds outside as darkness settled on the small town and its inhabitants. The weight of his body, the lingering warmth and tenderness brought a smile to her face.

Grissom stirred, raising himself on elbows to see her face. ?I?ve missed you?not just this, but your presence, your words, your laugh?that giggle, having you with me. I apologize for being so?so quick.? He heard the sound gathering in her throat, laughter bubbled to her lips and she lifted her head to kiss him, pulling him against her.

Releasing him, she laughed again, burying her face against his neck. ?Oh, you silly man. You?ve shown remarkable control and restraint from the moment I turned to find you. I could have taken you right there, against a tree, with that monkey throwing rotten fruit at us.? She twisted her mouth into a pout. ?You know I should be very angry with you right now. You should have let me know you were coming.?

It was his turn to laugh as he rolled and sat up, taking time to wrap the sheet around them. ?You were in the middle of a jungle.? He took her hand and held it between his. ?I did have help?the rangers at the station knew I was coming. I got this place for a week. We can decide what to do after that.?

?How long can you stay?? She had been so astonished at his arrival and had asked so many questions but each time, he answered with a kiss.

In the dark room, a distant thunderstorm providing flashes of light, she could see the contented smirk on his face, holding back a well-kept secret or some critical knowledge as he had done at work so many times. He lay beside her and smiled a slow, sensual smile.

?Forever.?

He kissed her again with a desire so powerful that it threatened to consume everything else. Thunder rolled across the sky as passion roared through his veins. He was already fiercely aroused and the quick confusion in her eyes made him desperate for her again. Her arms went around him, tightly. Her fingertips pressed against his naked back and she opened her mouth allowing him inside, sharing the intimacy of the taste, smell, and touch.

She made a sound and shivered from his touch. He kissed her neck, her collarbone, her shoulder and moved to the tip of her ear, taking the earlobe between his teeth before gently kissing her again. She purred as a contented kitten. Her hand held him tightly as she wrapped one of her legs around his hips.

He drew back to look at her face and another flash of lightening reflected in her brown eyes, an expression of wonder, passion, and excitement in her face. She was his?completely, absolutely, finally. In her eyes, he realized she was thinking the same about him. He smiled as he was forced to stop her hand. He could not do what he intended if he did not stop her

One more post to finish this one!

"Long long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke..." (Longfellow & Sara Sidle, Ending Happy, 2007)

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #18 on: February 28, 2009, 08:43:13 AM »
Great description of their true love for each other, update soon

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #19 on: February 28, 2009, 10:34:30 AM »
This is a modified chapter, go to fanfiction.net to read the "wordier" version!
« Last Edit: February 28, 2009, 12:02:24 PM by sarapals »
"Long long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke..." (Longfellow & Sara Sidle, Ending Happy, 2007)

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« Reply #20 on: February 28, 2009, 12:05:35 PM »
Gently, he traced an invisible line from her ear to her breasts, circling each one with light touches of his lips, a kiss, a tickle with his tongue, tasting her as he moved down her abdomen. He moved to the inside of her thigh and felt her hands in his hair.

He tried to speak, but the words never came; only the fragrance of the sea and some unknown magnificent aroma filled his nose and closed his ability to make coherent sounds. He could live the rest of his life on her essence, he thought. He had found his home, his love, the one destined to be with him when he drew his last breath.

Wrapped together they slept, a tropical thunderstorm raging outside, turning small streams into raging rivers and quieting the weeks of confusion of their own lives. Hours passed before she stirred, opening eyes to find two blue ones watching her.

She rolled to face him, finding warm hands wrapping around her. ?Are you really here forever? Not just a few weeks?? She asked.

In the dawn light, against the white sheets, she was beautiful. ?I made a decision. I?ve officially retired. I am with you forever. You will grow tired of me before we are apart again.? He said before kissing her.

?You found me.? She said, simply, as a smile spread across her face, realizing for the first time what he had said and done?for her.

?Yes. I realized you are a part of me I can not live without. We can go back to the park. We will stay until we tire of birds and insects and frogs and turtles. We can find a home or we can travel?anywhere you want to be, I am with you. You are my home.?

She blinked her eyes, rapidly, to prevent tears from falling, and settled against his shoulder. Their hands came together.

?Oh, Grissom, I do love you.?

He kissed the top of her head. ?I know I belong with you, Sara. Some time ago, I realized you are the only woman I will ever love.?

?What if you had not found me??

He chuckled. ?I would have looked for you the rest of my life, dear. I would have been Longfellow?s Evangeline to your Gabriel?until my dying day.?

She smiled and snuggled closer. ?We will live a long time, Gil.? Her hand stroked his chin and in minutes, he felt the soft, relaxed breathing as she fell back to sleep. Finally, breaking his restless sleep pattern of past months, he closed his eyes and slept.

Gil and Sara remained in the small rented house for a week, watching the afternoon rains from their private screened porch sharing a hammock, venturing into the small town for food, a new shirt, a handful of postcards, learning a few words of Spanish, and talking?about their future, the present, and the past. They rediscovered their love and devotion to each other, exploring their desires, enjoying time in a new place unhampered by expectations, time, and others.

After a week, they returned to the national park to researchers who welcomed two fellow scientists who required no training to work for hours in the humid environment without complaints, made careful notes, and took detailed photographs. The couple worked for a week, disappeared to some secret hideaway, and returned, rested, ready for any assignment given to them. To other volunteers, Sara and Gil became teachers as they used skills learned in a previous life, former careers, for research in a living, breathing, vibrant environment. They had found each other, a new life, and a home together.

Eventually, Gil and Sara returned to Las Vegas?not to live, but to visit and retrieve their dog. Hank, after months of separation from his real ?parents?, showed his happiness and relief at their return by jumping into their bed the first night and wiggling his way between the two, sighing deeply as he lay his head across one, then the other, until all three slept.

They did not stay long in this desert city. The place had sapped too much energy from both in the years they had lived there. They found interim positions in a small college which developed into a new-found love of teaching, and since financial concerns did not motivate either, they found a profession?lively, ever-changing, entertaining, and fulfilling. A happy place for the rest of their lives.
"Long long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke..." (Longfellow & Sara Sidle, Ending Happy, 2007)

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #21 on: February 28, 2009, 04:02:02 PM »
I loved this story as always ,I miss Sara and Grissom I hope we see them again inthe not too distant future  ;D ;D

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #22 on: February 28, 2009, 06:06:14 PM »
Fantastic story.  I love it.  Read the "uncut" one also, that was breath taking.  Great job  Trish J

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #23 on: February 28, 2009, 08:08:34 PM »
Great story! Read and left a review for the uncut version as well.

I miss Grissom and Sara too.

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #24 on: February 28, 2009, 09:50:20 PM »
Read both versions, you did a great job.  How we all love to read about Grissom and Sara.

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Re: The Rest of Life (GSR)
« Reply #25 on: March 01, 2009, 05:39:50 AM »
Have responded to the uncut version also.  Cut or uncut your stories are fantastic.

Hope you write more soon as I need my Gil/Sara fix everyday.

Trish