Chapter One
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI
A/N: This story is going to include bits of previous episodes leading up to Sara and Gil's departure and In between my own thoughts. (of course)
From "Bloodlines"
[INT. CSI - GRISSOM'S OFFICE -- NIGHT]
(GRISSOM is at his desk when the phone rings. He answers it.)
GRISSOM: (to phone) Grissom. (pause) Yes. (pause)
(He takes off his glasses as he listens.)
GRISSOM: Is she all right?
[FLASHBACK]
(SARA is driving on the road. The police officer turns the corner and sounds
his siren.)
OFFICER: (v.o.) she was lucky she wasn't on the strip. That's highway
patrol's jurisdiction.
(Cut to: SARA takes a breathalyzer test.)
OFFICER: (v.o.) She blew .09.
(SARA looks around.)
CUT TO:
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - HALLWAY / WAITING ROOM -- NIGHT]
(The OFFICER escorts GRISSOM through the hallway.)
OFFICER: Technically, she's over, but they just lowered the limit, so we cut
her a break and didn't book her. But we did have to call the supervisor.
(They turn into the WAITING ROOM. The OFFICER points to SARA.)
GRISSOM: Well, thank you. I appreciate the courtesy.
OFFICER: No problem.
(The OFFICER leaves. GRISSOM walks over to SARA and sits down next to her. She
stares out straight in front of her.)
(He looks at her and sighs. He reaches over and takes her hand.)
GRISSOM: Come on. I'll take you home.
(SARA lowers her head.)
Sara looked at him. "I am so sorry Grissom."
Grissom looked at her. "Sara, I'm not going to preach to you, but what in the world made you get in your car after you were drinking? Why didn't you call a cab?"
She glanced at him then away. "I thought I could make it home. I really didn't have that much." She replied. "Am I going to be fired?"
Grissom unlocked his car door and helped her in. "I will talk to Ecklie. But as soon as he finds out about this, he is going to want to fire you."
Sara lowered her head in shame. "I was just so upset about .. losing the opportunity for the promotion." She blurted.
Grissom turned to look at her. "Sara you are a fine CSI, and some day you will get promoted, but I just felt that Nick was better qualified for it at this time. It was not a personal decision, it was a professional decision. Besides the position was axed anyway so why…" those last words were left unsaid.
Sara stared directly out the window of Grissom's car. Grissom turned out of the lab parking lot and headed towards Sara's apartment. The tension between them could be cut with a knife.
They arrived at her apartment. Nothing was said for the longest time. Grissom finally broke the ice.
"Sara, everything will be fine. Trust me."
Sara looked at him directly. "There's more"
He looked at her in confusion. "What?"
Sara looked at him. "There is another reason why I was drinking today."
He turned to face her. "Oh and what is that." As if I didn't know. The thought reflecting on a previous case he had closed a few weeks early Debbie Marlin.
"Debbie Marlin"
He heaved a sigh. "What about Debbie Marlin"
She looked at him, frustrated. "You saw the resemblance between us and then your little speech to Dr. Lurie … that was it for me…" she said and got out of his car.
"What are you saying? That because of my speech to Lurie, you began to drink excessively last night?"
"Last night was only the tip of the iceberg Grissom, and the only time I got caught."
She slammed the door and walked upstairs to her apartment.
Grissom sighed and looked at her forlornly. He was in love with her. But because of lab policies and his own personal turmoil, he couldn't bring himself to do anything about it.
