Disclaimer: I love to borrow and tease them a bit, though I don't own them. But they will be returned, just a little scarred.
A/N: Okay, I know I have another story going now, but I had this idea and I had to write it down. I should probably wait until after I finish my other story to post this one, but I couldn't resist. So I will try to update as often as I can, though school has been very busy lately.
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She didn't know where she was, but she was vaguely aware of what was happening. Her arms tied behind her causing pain in her back as she laid on them, her legs spread wide in front of her. A chill ran through her body and only then did she realize she wasn't wearing anything but a t-shirt. She squeezed her eyes shut as she saw him approaching, and she felt rather than saw his hand cup her cheek. She was trembling now, quite violently. She felt him start to enter her, and it was then that she finally let out a scream, despite the knife held firm in his hand. She heard her name being called and, though it was from only feet away, her screaming and cries in pain seemed to block it out making it sound miles away...
Again he had woken up to her sharp fear filled scream that filled the dark bedroom, for the fifth night in a row. Quickly turning to face her, he tried to wake her since she did not appear to have had heard her own scream. He caressed her cheek, now noticing the tears that had escaped from her closed eyes. He repeated her name in a failing attempt to wake her from the nightmare. She whimpered now, more tears making their way down her face. He couldn't stand to see her suffer, and now without any other option, he resorted to shaking her awake. Though it may have been rough, it worked.
Sara jolted awake and without a second thought, jumped from the bed and ran into the bathroom. Grissom followed right after her, only to find her yet again, like the four nights before, bent over the toilet emptying her stomach. Her breathes were in short gasps and only for split seconds when she wasn't throwing up. Grissom wet a washcloth with cold water and knelt down next to her. He pulled her hair back away from her face and held the washcloth to her forehead.
When there was nothing left in her stomach for her to throw up, she leaned (more like fell) against Grissom for support, her head resting on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her, quick to comfort her, only to feel Sara still trembling in his embrace.
Her heart rate calmed and her breathing slowed, though she was still shaking. Grissom tried to get up to get her something to calm her stomach. "Let me get you some ginger ale," he said, starting to stand.
She gripped his shirt to keep him from getting up. "No, I'm fine," she said, still a bit out of breath. "Just hold me."
And he did.
TBC
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A/N: Puh-leaze Review! I'll update quicker! Have a nice night!! :)
(PS: Sara lover554, if you're reading this I just wanted to say that the PMs haven't been working because I've sent you three messages already and you said you haven't gotten any of them. Just wanted to tell you that so you wouldn't think I've been ignoring your messages. Hopefully it'll be fixed soon.)