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[csi_gil_grissom]

WHO: Grissom and Sara
WHAT: Destination: NYC
WHERE: Starting at Sara's apartment, going through to arrival at NYC hotel
WHEN: Around 7 AM.

Grissom pulled his state issued Denali in front of Sara's apartment at 7 AM on the dot. They had agreed that, even though their flight was at 11 AM, leaving at 7 would allow them plenty of time to get through

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[csisidle_ss]

Sara nodded slowly and felt herself slowly give into sleep. Dreams of them filling her tired, drunken brain as she fell deeper and deeper into an undesturbed slumber.

[csi_gil_grissom]

Grissom sighed and relaxed when he felt Sara slump against him completley. He tugged her into a more comfortable position for them both, with her almost on her side and her arm draped across his stomach. He could feel her warm breath on his neck and it comforted him slightly. The hostess kindaly brought him a blanket and draped it over Sara.

He couldn't sleep. Sara Sidle was wrapped around him. She may be drunk and dead to the world, but there were many times he had dreamed of this moment. Most of them involved sexbeing the precursor, but he wasn't about to complain. He almost joined the mile high club.

Staring out the window at the passing lands, he sighed and drifted into thought as he watched the miles roll by.

[csisidle_ss]

Sara stirred not much later and moaned loudly followed by a pained whimper as her head throbbed hard.

Her mouth was cry and her gum had dissolved while she had slept.

[csi_gil_grissom]

Grissom heard her dry moan and gently pressed her water bottle into her hand.

"Drink some. It'll help." He murmured, waiting for her to take a drink.

[csisidle_ss]

Sara took a sip and whimpered when she was done. "My brain is gonna explode." She cried softly and squeezed her head between her palms.

[csi_gil_grissom]

"Put your head back down." Grissom commanded softly, not wanting to irritate her headache any further. He could tell she was hurting badly, and wanted her to sleep off the rest of it before they got to New York.

[csisidle_ss]

Sara shook her head and groaned loudly. "It'll explode all over you." She whimpered and covered her ears and squeezed her eyes shut.

[csi_gil_grissom]

"It's OK, Sara. Lay your head down." He murmrued softly and encouragingly.

[csisidle_ss]

Sara nodded and listened, laying her head down gently and whimpering softly, pulling her blanket tighter around her. "I need to pick up a winter jacket..."

[csi_gil_grissom]

"We'll get you one." He murmured, stroking her temple with a light, comforting touch.

[csisidle_ss]

Sara moaned softly and nodded as she felt herself drift off again, sighing softly.

[csi_gil_grissom]

Grissom kept his strokes on her temple light and even, keeping her soothed even as she slept.

[csisidle_ss]

Sara writhed slightly in her sleep, curling closed as her head throb and whimpering every so often.

[csi_gil_grissom]

Grissom was lost in thoughts until he saw the fasten seatbelts light come on. Rather then wake Sara up, he gently moved her until he could buckle her belt. He then buckled his own and settled Sara back onto his shoulder. It would be at least a few moremminutes before she needed to wake up anyways.

[csisidle_ss]

Sara moaned when she heard the voice come on over the intercom. "Tell him to shut up, or I will." She whispered and writhed a bit.

Minutes later she felt the ground beneith her jump causing her eyes to opened quickly.

[csi_gil_grissom]

"We're here..." Grissom offered, giving her a chargined smile. He released her to let her sit up and took the time to straighten his collar.