ANTI- STUPID

Disclaimer- All the characters in this story belong to CBS and Anthony Zuiker. I am just borrowing them for today.

Spoilers – Rashomama

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With a sigh and a smile Sara opened the front door and walked inside the cool living room. She threw her keys onto the unit and placed her field kit next to it. Sara made her way into the kitchen where she made her way to the coffee maker, where she set about making a pot of decaff. While it was brewing Sara made her way to the bedroom.

In the bedroom Sara quickly stripped off her clothes and threw them into the hamper in the corner of the room. As she made her way into the bathroom, Sara's eye caught sight of the framed photo which sat on her bedside table. A huge grin spread over her face.

Sara walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on full blast. After the extra long shift that she had just done, Sara wanted nothing more than to stand under the hot water and let it soak away the past 24 hours of grime. Once the water had heated up to just the right temperature she stepped under the steady stream. Sara just stood there for a few minutes letting the hot water sooth her and then she reached for her shower gel. Sara was facing into the water letting it rinse off all the soap when she felt steady breathing against her back.

"Hey, you're late!" she smiled as she leant back against the hard male chest.

"Yeah. I got talking to Nick and Greg after you had left." An arm reached around Sara, pulling her tighter to him. Sara trailed her fingers over the strong muscular arms.

"Oh, really." She smiled. "What about?"

A deep chuckle sounded in her ear.

"Well apparently you are very anti-wedding Mrs Grissom!"

Sara turned in his arms and smiled up at her husband.

"I actually said that I wasn't anti-weddings I was anti-stupid." She told him.

"Anti-stupid?" Grissom asked, smiling down at his wife.

"Yeah, you know where people do things for the sake of tradition. That is fake." Sara told him. "Come on let's take this elsewhere the water is going cold."

Grissom reached over and turned off the water and quickly stepped out of the shower. After drying himself and wrapping a towel around his waist, he passed another towel to Sara. He stood there staring while she quickly dried herself and then wrapped her towel around herself.

"I love you." Grissom smiled as he pulled her into his arms and gently kissed his way from her eyebrow to her mouth.

"Mmm, love you too." Sara muttered against his lips. "Bed?" she asked.

"I think so. I dread to think just how long we have been up." Grissom replied.

"Don't. I stopped counting after 26 hours on the scene and then at the lab."

Sara walked into the bedroom, dropped the towel and climbed into the bed. Moments later Grissom had joined her, lying back so that Sara could lay her head against his shoulder.

"Do you regret it?" she asked when she was comfortable, her fingers trailing across his chest.

Grissom gently covered them with his own.

"Regret what?" he asked slightly confused.

"Not having the traditional church wedding?"

Flashback

"Gil, are you sure you want to do this?" a tall man was stood by Grissom's side in a small room.

"Of course, we don't want any fuss, just the two of us, you and Lizzie. This is perfect." Grissom answered his old friend.

"Okay, if you're sure, let's go outside and get you married."

"Thanks Ryan. I couldn't think of anybody I would rather have perform mine and Sara's wedding than you."

The two men walked outside where a small pagoda was stood on the edge of the garden.

"One quick question Gil?" Ryan turned to his old friend.

Grissom raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Yes Ryan?"

"Will I finally get to see Sara in a dress? I mean I've known her as long as you have and I've never seen her in one yet!" Ryan laughed.

Grissom joined in the laughter and then answered his friend.

"I have no idea. I'm sure we will find out in a moment. There's Lizzie."

Both men turned to watch as Lizzie walked across the garden to join them. Ryan pulled his wife into a quick hug and then moved to stand in front of Grissom. Lizzie turned to Grissom, a smile on her face.

"You ready for this?" she asked.

"More than you would ever know." He replied as he turned once more to see the vision that was Sara moving towards them.

"Hey," Sara smiled as she reached them.

Grissom returned her smile with one of his own, his eyes shining.

"You look beautiful." He told her.

"No, Sara you are absolutely stunning!" Ryan told them.

Sara was stood there in a simple floor length dress in a very pale gold.

"Oh shut up." Sara laughed. "I thought there we were getting married today!"

Grissom joined in the laughter and smiled at his bride.

"Oh we are Honey, we are."

End of flash back

Grissom wrapped his arms tighter around Sara.

"No Honey. I have no regrets at all. Our wedding was just perfect."

"It was, wasn't it?" Sara kissed her way from Grissom's chest all the way to his lips. "Sleep time?" she asked in a quiet voice.

"I think so. Love you." Grissom whispered into Sara's hair.

"Mm and you." Came Sara's quiet reply as she dropped off into a deep sleep.

Grissom smiled down at her and then he to fell asleep.

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AN- I hope you liked this piece of fluff! I sat and watched Rashomama on Friday and this just cam to me after watching the looks between Sara and Grissom. As always I love reviews, they let me know I'm getting things right so go on leave me one!!