Moving Away

Chapter 1- Goodbye

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I know, it is heart breaking, isn't it?

A/N: This is a short little story that I wanted to write. It is three or four chapters and I am planning on writing the second soon. Maybe tonight or tomorrow. Please review! Tell me if you like it or hate it.

Gil arrived at Sara's house an hour after shift. He knew something was wrong with her. She didn't talk to him all day and for weeks she has been acting strange towards everyone. Ever since Natalie she hasn't been the same. She hasn't been Sara. For five months she has been empty and nothing excited her anymore.

Three weeks ago he asked her to marry him. She seemed excited enough, but it wasn't how he pictured it. Her smile was missing something. They made love that night and afterward he watched her sleep and thought she would be back to herself soon. It hasn't happened yet.

He knocked on her door hesitantly. Maybe he wasn't supposed to chase her. Maybe the reason she didn't go home was so she could be alone. Her house hasn't been lived in for months. They kept it so the team wouldn't know about their relationship and when they found out, there was just no time to sell it. It was on the market now but hasn't sold yet.

She opened the door and stared at him for a while. Neither of them talked for what seemed like hours. "Gil…" she started but didn't finish. She walked back into the house and he followed her in. She sat down in a chair instead of the couch which meant she didn't want him sitting next to her. He sat across from her on the couch.

"Why didn't you come home?"

She pulled her legs up and tucked her knees under her chin. Her arms held her legs to her chest. "I couldn't."

"Why couldn't you?" She looked away to try and hide the tears that fell from her eyes against her will. Gil moved to crouch in front of her. His hand came up and brushed away the tears gently. "Sara, what's wrong?"

She stood and shrugged off his touch. He followed her into the kitchen. She was standing with her back to him, her hands on the counter bracing herself. "I can't take it."

He walked closer to her and put his hand on her shoulder and turned her around. "What can't you take? Me?"

"No," she wiped more tears off her face. "Her."

"Honey, I don't-"

"Her, Natalie." She clarified.

"She's gone, Sara. She'll never hurt you again." His hand came to brush away more tears but she forced it away.

"You're wrong. She's still hurting me." She sank to the floor with her back resting against the cabinets. "I can still see her. These memories- these nightmares won't go away."

He crouched down in front of her. "They'll go away. Give it time."

"I have given it time. They only get worse." She shook her head. "Everything reminds me of her, the house, the lab, the team…you."

He stood, tears forming in his eyes. He was causing so much pain in her, he hated himself. "We can get past this-"

"No, we can't." She stood and faced him. A frown on her face and new tears rolling past her eyes.

"Sara, no. We can work through this." She shook her head and opened her mouth to speak but he cut her off. "Honey, we can-"

"No, we can't. There is only one thing to do. I'm sorry but…I just can't take it anymore. I'm so sorry."

"Sara, Baby, don't leave me."

"I have to."

"No you don't. We can move, buy a new house-"

She shook her head, "no, we can't. I can't live with you anymore."

"Sara." Tears were pouring down both of their faces.

"I'm sorry." She started to walk to the door.

"You promised to be my wife!" he yelled through tears that now racked his body. He turned and followed her to the front door. He took her hands in his. "You promised to love me forever."

She took her hands from him. "You need to leave." She fought out between sobs.

"You promised!" he yelled.

"Get out." She looked to the floor.

"You promised," he began to beg, "you promised never to leave me." She didn't answer or look up. He walked to the door and opened it. "You promised." He said in a whisper.

"I'll be by tomorrow to pick up my things."

He nodded and closed the door behind him.

TBC

A/N: tell me what you think. It is angsty now but I promise it will get fluffy later. Now review so I know you like it!