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Summary: Greg and Sara find themselves stuck in a circle, one they both want to break out of...

Categories: CSI - Ship Ahoy! > Greg/Sara
Characters: Greg Sanders, Sara Sidle
Genres: Friendship, Pre-relationship, PWP - Plot, What Plot?
Warnings: None
Chapters: 1 [Table of Contents]
Series: None

Word count: 754; Completed: Yes
Updated: 19 Feb 2006; Published: 19 Feb 2006

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I fell in love with the song "The Windmills of Your Mind" by Dusty Sprinfield (or the version I heard was by her). I first heard it on a Breakfast on Pluto trailer. So, I thought I'd stick little bits of the song into a story.

Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Whatever he did was not enough, almost, but not quite. So it became a circle. She found his charm irresistible, and no matter how hard she tried to portray annoyance, she knew that it was much more than a friendship that she hoped for. But since neither of them talked it became an endless circle, simply teasing back and forth at a rate that was doomed until they did something.

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Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind He was sitting and peeling an orange as she nearly tripped into the break room, stopping to get a cup of coffee before falling into a seat. He smiled as she took a huge, greedy drink. Only a true woman can drink black coffee. Clumsily wiping her mouth and shaking a groggy head she looked at him, taking a moment to focus her eyes to see that it was Greg, and another moment for her mind to register what he had said. So, does that mean I'm not a true woman if I decide to have creamer with my coffee? He smiled. Well... she shook her head and drained her cup, unable to hide the slight smile forming on her lips. He looked down at his hands, trying to come up with something witty to say, something that, along with the coffee, could wake her senses up. He licked his lips and looked up, but the words died on his lips as he saw that she had buried her face in her arms as she leaned across the table, asleep. Without thinking he reached over and tucked her hair behind her ear, so that now her pretty face was visible. He sat for a moment, just watching her gentle breathing before stiffly standing up and throwing the orange away.
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Keys that jingle in your pocket Words that jangle in your head She laughed as he pointed out the stars, naming non-existent constellations that would make her smile. The small park was deserted this late at night, quietly sheltered in by trees. Yet the sky was as clear as ever, bright stars blinking down to the couple sitting on the bench. Fighting off drowsiness with cups of coffee in hand, they sighed and let their tensions flee as they stared up at the heavens. She turned to him, smiling. This is really nice. He turned his head from the sky to her face. He nodded. Beautiful. The words echoed in her head as he held her gaze, and she looked to her coffee cup as she blushed. He sighed, stretching his legs out and leaning way back. She flinched as his shoulder came to rest against hers, but seeing him so calm put her to ease, and she too reclined, leaning slightly against him. He looked to her and smiled, and she did the same as they were washed in the moonlight.
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As the images unwind Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind He was sitting in the break room, a half eaten muffin sitting in front of him as he read the report on the latest case. She bounced in, sliding into the chair next to him, quietly humming to herself as she broke off a piece of his muffin and ate it. He gave her a curious look. What put you in such a good mood? She smiled as she washed the muffin down with coffee. Well, I just finished a case, but I also received some flowers today... he feigned shock, eyebrows raised as he tilted his head to one side. From who? She grinned. I wonder. She leaned over and kissed him briefly before leaning into him, eyes closed as she breathed deeply with his arm encircling her.
- - - - They were still stuck in a circle. But this was a completely different circle than what had once been their game of tease.