Chapter 1: You call to me

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI or its characters. They belong to CBS.

This is my first shot at Fan-fiction. I had this idea after listening to Nickelback's song "Trying not to love you" and hearing about the last movie for CSI. I'm a long-time GSR fan so this will be a GSR story. It's a work in progress, I work nights and go to school so updates might take a few days. I hope to get this story done by Sept. 27th. I am my own beta, so reviews will be helpful. No bad ones...it'll hurt my feelings. Fair warning. It's sad at the start, just stay with me happiness in just down the road :)!

Slowly setting the pen down beside the papers, I sat and stared at the bold black lettering at the top of the page. I could not bring myself to end it. A single stroke of the pen and it would be officially over. I thought I could, I think of myself as strong, willing to do anything, but this is something I never thought would happen. Years of memories would be all I would have. I looked up at the bookshelf along the wall in front of me. I stood up leaving the pen and what will be the ending of a love affair and walked toward the book shelf. A single framed picture sat on the top shelf. I had forgotten to put it away, or I just chose not to file it away with the rest of them when I could not stand to look at them anymore. I slowly picked up the picture and held it in my hands staring at the happy faces looking back at me. Suddenly, a drop appeared over the face that I had loved forever. I wiped the drop away with my finger and then began tracing the over the face several times. I brought the picture to my chest and hugged it tight. This was the first time I had cried since the phone call that stopped my world cold.

"Hi" I said as I answered the phone.

"Hi, is this a bad time?" he asked

I stood there in Russell's office, a moment of silence which seem like an eternity. A matter of things ran through my mind like a rabbit in the desert.

"No" came my answer.

"We need to talk"

"I know" my reply was short, as I tried to contain my tears. I knew what was coming. The missed phone calls and skype sessions, the weeks without talking, it was taking a toll. Work was getting in the way I could not find time to go see him, and he could not make time to come see me. We were drifting apart and I could not find a way to drift back to him.

"This is hard for me Sara, your still my one true love, but..."

A single tear fell down my cheek as I heard his voice hitch, he was hurt and I had no way of comforting him.

"I know" was all I could get out. This was not how it was supposed to be. We were drawn together time and time again. We had been through so much, risked everything. We promised each other we would never be apart again, but here we were.

"I..wish..we...could do this in person..."

"I know" it was all I could say. My mind went blank, my ears silenced, while he tried to talk. I could not hear his words, but his pain stabbed me in the heart and it tore me to pieces.

"I love you, Gil" I interrupted him, just to say that. I wanted him to know.

"I'm sorry, Sara" was all he said and hung up.

My world stared to spin. I don't remember leaving or driving home. The only place that given me peace and at that moment it was a prison of false promises. I needed be somewhere, anywhere that did not remind me of him, but instead I sat there in the driveway crying...

I woke up a few hours later still clinching the picture. It was dark out, the only light coming from the street light streaming into the bedroom through the curtains. I just lay there not wanting to move. There was only one question that had played over and over again in my mind. It's a question I could not answer. How could our love just fade away? The ringing of my cell broke me from my endless torment. I turned over and checked it, it was Nick calling. Checking the time I realized that it was past 10, and shift had started. I could not bring myself to answer or go in. I needed to be alone to come to terms somehow with my heart breaking. I set the phone on the table and rolled back over and let my mind drift to a better time.