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A/N:oneshot songfic. 'Half-Life', by Duncan Sheik. I know, I like all the sad songs, but this one just had GSR angst written all over it. Takes place after season 6 finale.
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Sara Sidle awoke to a throbbing pain in her shoulders. She moaned, and rolled herself over, attempting to wake herself. THUD! "Ow!" She cried as her head came in contact with the corner of the coffeetable. She forced her eyes open and sat up, rubbing her bruised head. "Quiet..." mumbled Gil Grissom from his position on the couch she had momentarily occupied. She glared up at his sleeping form.I'm awake in the afternoon.
I fell asleep in the living room,
and it's one of those moments
when everything is so clear.
She stood up and walked into the bathroom to see if it was bleeding. It was not, but a giant lump had formed on the crown of her head. She glanced at the clock. 12:36 pm. She still had 7 hours before she had to go into work. She glanced around. She did'nt want to spend it here; she had had a 3-day vacation and had spent it sleeping and helping her new boyfriend take care of his insects while listening to classical music. It all kind of bored her after awhile.
Before the truth goes back into hiding,
I want to decide 'cause it's worth deciding,
to work on finding something more than this fear.
She would much rather be playing softball or watching movies with her long-time best friend, Nick Stokes. Of course she would'nt say that though, she did'nt want to hurt his feelings, but she was getting pretty sick of his strange, non-human hobbies.
It takes so much out of me to pretend.
Tell me now, tell me how to make amends.
She picked up her bag from the corner and walked out without a single glance to the still-sleeping Gil Grissom. She just needed to get out of that hermetically-sealed condo. She could'nt breathe.
Maybe, I need to see the daylight,
to leave behind this half-life.
Don't you see I'm breaking down?
Lately, something here don't feel right.
This is just a half-life.
Is there really no escape?
No escape from time,
of any kind?
Sara got in her Denali and drove. Just drove. She had no idea where she was going until she appeared at his front door.
'cause lately something here don't feel right.
This is just a half-life,
without you I am breaking down.
He appeared at his door seconds after she rand the bell, but it felt like hours to her.
Wake me, let me see the daylight.
Save me from this half-life.
Let's you and I escape,
escape from time.
"Sar, what's wrong?" He asked softly, slightly concerned with her bedraggled appearance. "Nicky, I...I...I missed you..." She gasped, running into his warm embrace. Tears fell slowly from her face, and Nick led her inside, preparing for a long talk. She held onto him, and filled her lungs with the sweet smell of Nick.
Come on lets fall in love.
Come on lets fall in love.
Come on lets fall in love,
again.
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A/N: Sorry if it's kinda confusing-it's 12:30 in the morning and I have school tommorow morning...;)
Just had to write it down... Go snickeys!
nightynight,
;)M/16
