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Hear No Evil

Page history last edited by nate 11 years, 7 months ago

Disclaimer: I Don’t own any of the characters from CSI they are the property of the programme makers. No money has or will be made from this fic.

A/N: Inspired by a request/bunny from Quantrail on LJ


Hear No Evil


“It’s just time we stopped.” Greg’s voice said.


Sara heard those words and stopped short of the corner, pressing against the wall and eavesdropping on the conversation.


“You really think so?” A serious, enquiring Gil Grissom asked.


“Yeah, I mean…really it’s just ridiculous.” Greg’s voice sounded almost pleading.


“I guess it does just get in the way.” The Supervisor sounded thoughtful.


Sara clutched the files to her chest, chewing on her bottom lip, they were breaking up, about damn time too, really what were they thinking. Greg Sanders? What on earth did Gil see in him, anyway?


“Think of how much money you’ll save.”


Her mouth dropped open: money? Gil was paying the lab rat for sex. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. How could he do that? Didn’t he know that she would give it up to him for free?


“I guess it was getting costly, with the frequency with which we were…” Gil sighed, sounding almost regretful.


“So you agree; we should stop? We can just… y’know…”


“Yes Greg, I agree.”


Sara almost let out a squeal of delight, pressing her hand to her mouth to stifle her excitement: she could offer Griss comfort.


“Should we, y’know… stop right away or do you want to use up what you paid for first?”


She wanted to hit him hard, how could he charge the man for sex, and in advance by the sound of it. She scowled, thinking of all the ways she was going to hurt the man. She was about to storm around the corner when the next words stopped her in her tracks.


“Well, normally I would say it would be wasteful. But really, I think if we’re going to stop then we might as well just stop.” There was a smile in Gil’s voice as he went on. “Besides, we’ve been exclusive for a while, I don’t want anyone else and our tests were clean… using condoms is just messy and inconvenient; especially when I just want to bury myself inside you and stay there all night.”


Sara snapped her mouth shut, took a step back – almost afraid the ground was going to open up and swallow her – she turned around and scurried back the way she’d come.





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