MAD WORLD

Plot: A little post-Bloodlines songfic.

Pairings: GSR...and GCR implied...if you get what I mean.

Warnings: It's as angsty as they come

Ratings: PG

A/N: It's a songfic-as if you couldn't tell-I used Gary Jules' "Mad World". It's such a beautiful song. I might use it in another songfic.

All around me are familiar faces
worn out places
worn out faces

Sara walked into the CSI building. Nonchalantly flashing her badge at the receptionist. Everything was eerily the same. As if last night had never happened.

Bright and early for the daily races
going no where
going no where

Her path lead her naturally to an empty lab room. It was her haven, she felt safer here. In this science cocoon. Maybe Grissom wouldn't find her here. She didn't want to see him right now. It would hurt too much to talk to him after she'd disappointed him so much last night.

Their tears are filling up their glasses
no expression
no expression

He found her though. He always did. He didn't want to say what he had to say, but it was his job. He had to. The words seemed to flutter away as for a moment he was content to just watch her from the door of the lab. She looked so at peace then.

Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
no tomorrow
no tomorrow

Then she looked up at him, he knew now that the peace that had seemed to surround her, was gone. Her eyes held such a darkness in them that it marred his heart to look at her. He found the words though, they came back to him soon enough and he told her.

And I find I kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had

Suspended. His words hung in the air. In perpetual limbo. Sara nodded acceptingly. She left him with one last glance, the sparkle of a tear quickly forming in her eye. Grissom wanted to reach out to her and hold her, take all her problems away. Somehow he knew that wasn't enough for her anymore.

I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take

Sara looked around behind her at the building that was once her second home as people milled around working. Nothing had happened. Nothing had changed. Her soul had faded away and no one had noticed. Not even Grissom. Sara had to keep moving though, or else she'd disappear altogether in this mad world.

When people run in circles it's a very, very
mad world
mad world