Title: It's all for you
Author: sidle77
Pairing: GSR – Always!
Rating: T-M (Rating will be adapted accordingly, look out for author's notes. Rating for violence, language and maybe smut, lol)
Disclaimer: You know the drill: I do not own them, any of them and I will give back once I've finished playing, yada yada... CBS owns all (but not my idea!)
Summary: Set very shortly after 13x15 Forget Me Not. Grissom wants to work things out but things go so very, very wrong when a certain stalker is released. Very dark – be warned!
A/N: I didn't ever actually think I'd be writing a fic about 13x15 after watching it but once I actually calmed down, my brain went into overdrive. And Evil Hat decided he loved the concept. So time to play. Mawahahaa! Get ready!
Prologue:
DB pulled his car to an abrupt stop right outside the arrivals door.
Sara jumped free from the car before he'd even had chance to pull his keys from the ignition. His head sprang to the open door. "Sara, wait!" he hollered, unclipping his belt and hurriedly following.
She didn't listen and was through the automatic door leading to the arrivals lounge before he'd even exited his vehicle.
Stopping underneath the multiple large arrivals screens, Sara's eyes scanned for her husband's flight.
"Sara, you need to calm down," DB said breathlessly, appearing behind her. She only gave him a very quick glance before returning her attention to the screens. She anxiously tapped her foot upon the laminate beneath her feet.
"I can't see his flight," she whimpered. "It should be up."
DB took her arm. "How about we go ask?"
Quickly nodding, she moved across the busy area towards the information desk. She sighed seeing the line. Taking it upon herself to jump queue she ducked under the rope and went straight to the desk.
People glared at her but averted their gazes when she pulled out her ID. "I need some information," she said with urgency.
The woman behind the desk looked over her ID carefully and then over Sara and DB in turn. She nodded. "What can I help you with?"
Sara waved at the screens. "The 2:30 from Peru, I can't see it's ETA. Is it still due in at 2:30?"
The clerk tapped at her PC and then looked up. "That flight was cancelled."
"What?" Sara asked, frowning.
"The flight was cancelled, Ma'am..." She continued to hit buttons on her keyboard. "...most passengers took the earlier flight; it arrived...an hour ago."
Sara's breathing quickened and she looked at her watch. "An hour ago?" she just about shouted.
DB placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her. He pointed to the computer. "Can you check and see if a, Gil Grissom, was aboard the earlier flight please?"
The clerk nodded again, hitting numerous keys. "Erm...yes, he was. He disembarked like everyone else."
"Oh, God..." Sara stepped back, looking around. It felt as if she was caught in the centre of a tornado as her eyes sprang absolutely everywhere even though she knew if he'd landed an hour ago, he wouldn't still be there. "Why didn't he tell me he was getting in earlier?"
DB took her arm and led her off and out of the crowd. "Maybe he just wanted to surprise you. He's probably just waiting for you at home."
Looking her supervisor dead in the eye, Sara gritted her teeth. "Then why isn't he answering his phone?"
"I don't know," he sighed.
Suddenly Sara's cell rang and she plucked it from her pocket. A look of relief washed over her face when she saw Grissom on the caller ID.
"It's him?" DB asked, noting her change of expression.
Sara nodded, placing the phone at her ear. "Gil?"
No response.
"Gil?" she asked again, more firmly, her nerves pinching. She frowned and DB noticed, drawing closer to her.
"S...Sara..."
Sara's eyes widened at the weak, pained voice that came back at her even if it was her husband's. She shot her eyes to DB and they both knew something wasn't right. Quickly he whipped a tape recorder from his pocket, hit record and held it against the phone.
"Gil...talk to me...what's going on?" she pleaded.
Her heart sank as a cry of pain from him echoed down the phone. "No..." he managed to say before a loud crack forced Sara to pull the phone from her ear for a moment. She quickly replaced the device by her ear. Panic flooded through her. "Gil!" she shouted now.
Then a voice came. A voice she didn't know. It was computer like and most definitely the real voice was being concealed by some form of device. "This is all for you," the voice said.
"What the hell do you want?" she growled.
The voice laughed. "For you to suffer of course...listen..."
DB squared closer into her, trying to listen as well as offer support.
Sara could do nothing but listen and she heard a faint groan which she knew came from Grissom. Then she heard his panic and a whimper fell from her lips as she could do nothing about his plea.
"No...no...no...please..." he cried.
All was silent and then suddenly, the sound of metal on metal and the most gut wrenching scream from the man she loved boomed down the phone.
"Oh my, God..." she wept, her pulse off the chart, her eyes filling with tears.
The voice laughed again. "This is going to be so much fun..."
The phone went dead.
A/N: Ooooh... So? More? Inspiration comes in the strangest forms, LOL!