This is my third story :).. It is based on a song, but I wouldnt call it a songfic as it only has a few verses from the song. I do not own anything. Reviews are always appreciated :)
Abusive cases, they always get to her. Drinking a beer alone at home she turns on the radio. A song comes on that she recognizes, she knows that she shouldn't listen to it but she does, bringing back old memories, bad memories that she should try to forget.
She turns up the speakers for the next verse, she relates to this one best. She saw her mother go through it every day.
Cover up with make-up in the mirror
Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again
You cry alone and then he
Swears he loves you
Every time she would hear her mom cry in her bedroom, hours or maybe days later her dad would come home and tell her he loved her, after that everything would be okay, for a few days at least.
Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now
As she falls to the ground?
She witnesses the fights and the yelling sometimes, those thoughts in her head exactly. She would wonder if her daddy felt better after he hit her mom or if he ever actually regretted it.
A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect
Every action in this world will bear a consequence
In the end there was a consequence, one that she had to witness. The fatal night her mother stabbed her father to death, adding more nightmares to her listens to the chorus again, getting lost in her thoughts. A lone tear makes its way down her cheek.
Face down in the dirt
She said this doesn't hurt
She said I've finally had enough
Her mother did finally have enough, he had hit her one too many times, she doesn't know why it was that night that everything changed, but she saw it in her mothers' eyes right before she picked up the knife.
As the lead singer screams out the next lines she throws her beer bottle against the wall, hating the fact that she can never get rid of those memories.
The last verse of the song plays and she hears someone pounding on her door. She turns the radio off and stands there, hoping whoever it is will go away, but they don't.
The person keeps knocking and she can't take it anymore, she walks over to the door, takes off the chain and yanks it open without looking at who it is.
The first thing he sees when the door opens is Sara, with tear streaked cheeks, looking as if she was on the verge of breaking down completely. He had heard the music; had been walking down the hall when he heard the smash.
He sped up, wanting to get to her as fast as he could. He starts by knocking on the door, no answer, he then starts pounding on the door, no answer, but then the music stops. He waits a while, and then starts knocking again, he hears footsteps and stops.
She opens the door and it's Grissom. She forgot that he was coming round, she was so wrapped up in the case, then once it was solved, all she wanted to do was get out of there and get back home where she could just be alone. She sometimes forgets that she doesn't have to go through these things alone anymore.
He walks in, shuts the door and wraps her up in his arms, giving her the comfort that he knows she needs. Wishing he could give her more than this, wanting to erase those memories from her mind. He didn't want to put her on the case, but he had to, he was short staffed and Sara was the only one without a case.
He looks up over her head and sees the shattered pieces of glass and liquid up the wall and on the floor. He hugs her a little bit tighter and kisses the top of her head.
He whispers in her ear that everything is okay, and she knows that with Grissom, it just might be. She isn't her mother, and he definitely isn't her father.