Innocent Until Proven Guilty

Chapter1- What is Going On?

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"Stop!" She yelled in a voice unknown to her. "Leave me alone!" Fists slammed into her face and she fell to the ground. She couldn't move; she was stuck under the weight of the man on top of her. She could feel his hands on her, she could hear his breath hot in her ear, she could smell the booze emanating off of him. She lay on the ground under the power of this intruder.

"Sara!" She could hear him running up the steps and into their townhouse. The weight lifted off of her body but she still couldn't find the strength to move. Gil Grissom fell to the ground before her. He was a beaten man, and all he could do was stare at the woman he loved struggle against the man. "Sara…" he tried to stand only to feel pain shoot through his body. The blood filled in his mouth and spilt onto the cold ground.

She could feel herself falling into darkness as she stared into the eyes of her lover. "Gil…" she barely got out over a cough.

"I'm sorry," the blood in his mouth kept pouring out like an endless sea of death. She could no longer hold her tears back.

"Gil…" she repeated. She knew he couldn't help her, him suffering his own fate.

"I…love…you…" He struggled against the pain in his body. It was the last thing she heard him say before she was swept into the oncoming darkness.

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Sara squinted her eyes against the bright lights above her. When she adjusted to the lights her eyes opened fully to take in the view before her. She was no longer in her home; she was surrounded by white walls. The stench of bleach hit her nose full on and she knew where she was. Looking over to her left she saw Catherine holding her hand, her legs extending under her bed, and her face soft with sleep.

Squeezing her hand lightly Catherine stirred in her sleep before waking fully. When he eyes meet Sara's she stood and grasped her hand tighter. "Sara, you're awake." She wrapped her arms around the younger woman's shoulders and let a few tears fall.

"Wh-" her voice scratchy and low, piercing both women's ears before Catherine cut her off.

"Sara, you are in the hospital, you were attacked." She pulled back and looked at Sara, tears still in her eyes.

The memories came flooding back to Sara. "Where's Grissom." She forced the words out harshly.

"Sara, don't you remember?"

"Remember what? The attack?" Catherine nodded. "Yes…oh my god…is he dead?"

"Sara…I don't know how to tell you this…but…he is our prime suspect." She put it bluntly, not knowing any other way to say it.

"What? But-" She was cut off by a fit of coughing. Catherine gave her a sip of water and she started again. "Didn't he tell you what happened?"

"We haven't found him yet."

"What do you mean, haven't found him yet?"

"He has been missing ever since the cops showed up to save you."

"That was yesterday-"

"Sara," she cut her off, "You have been in the hospital for two weeks."

"Two weeks?"

"Yes." She sat back down in her chair, still holding her hand.

"How can you think he did it, Catherine?" Sara took her hand away from the blondes grip.

"The evidence-"

"The evidence should tell you what really happened."

"It does." Catherine stood and walked over to the door and didn't turn to face Sara when she continued. "Do you think I want to believe my best friend is capable of this?" She turned to face Sara not meeting her eyes. "We found his prints and his DNA all over the house."

"That's because he lives there not because-"

"That's what I said at first, but I was proved wrong."

"Do you think he did it?"

"Honestly," She let out I sigh. "I never thought he could do anything like this, but I feel I don't even know him anymore. You two kept your relationship from us, you lived together, you have a dog!" She was now pacing the room. "I don't know him anymore; I don't know what he is capable of."

"But you can't think he would do this."

"The evidence says-"

"Did you not see his blood on the floor? He fought for me." Sara's eyes filled with unshed tears.

"We analyzed all the blood found on the ground, there was only yours."

"There…there was a rug on the carpet."

"Sara, there was no-"

"That's where he fell, that's where his blood should be."

"Sara, listen to me, this may be hard but listen. We found no evidence that he was attacked."

Sara's tears burst from her eyes and were running down her cheeks. "Catherine, he didn't do this."

"Sara…you hit your head pretty hard, I understand if your memories are fuzzy-"

"No!" She shouted. She was getting hysterical; she was sobbing and couldn't control her breathing. "He didn't do this!" She screamed it over and over again; flailing her arms and legs. Several nurses came into the room and held her still and gave her more drugs to calm her down. When her body went limp the nurses left and Catherine walked over to the foot of the bed. "You have to believe me, he didn't do this." She said barely above a whisper. Her eyes closed and she fell into a drug induced sleep.

TBC

A/N: Ok, I hope you like the beginning, more chapters to come. Please review!