Title: Alive
Author: Neb
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary Things for one CSI go from bad to worse.
A/n: this takes place after Grissom surgery. And I really know nothing
about the thing that happens to Sara. I have tried researching but I'm not
getting too much so please don't kill me if anything I put in her is wrong
and if it is email me and tell me what's wrong so I can try and fix it.
Chapter 1
Why did Life have to be this way? Everything bad that could happen happened to Sara. First, Hank cheated on her, Grissom had been ignoring her, her best friend had committed murder and now this.
She sat alone in her dark apartment, letting the tears fall freely. She had a right to cry, anyone in her position would have. How could a thing like this happen to her, was what she thought over and over.
She needed to do something, anything, to get this off her mind. So she did the only thing she loved doing- went to work.
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When she got to the lab and walked through the entrance to the sign in desk, it seemed as if everyone was staring at her, awaiting her next move, almost as if it were her last. But that wasn't the case, it was her imagination no one could have know, she had only just found out a few hours ago.
"Are you ok Miss Sidle?"
Who was that? She looked around and say Joyce, the desk clerk, staring at her. She looked concerned. Then Sara realized se had just been standing there holding the pen and clipboard staring at the people working in the lab.
'So that's why they were staring at me. Get a hold of yourself Sidle. No one knows, they don't have to know and they won't know if you don't tell them.' she thought.
"Yeah Joyce, I'm fine. I just have a lot on my mind right now." She said signing her name and handing Joyce the clipboard.
"Ok, well have a nice day."
"You too Joyce."
Sara walked quickly down the hall. She just needed to get her mind off this, there were things that could be done to fix this and she wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.
If only it was that simple.
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Sara jumped awake, expecting to be at home in her bed, but instead she found her self in the break room and four familiar faces staring at her, and for the second time that day faces of concern were watching her and awaiting her next move.
"Sara are you ok?" Nick asked.
"Um, yeah, fine. What time is it?"
"About ten. Shift just started." Catherine answered.
"Did you ever go home Sara?" Warrick asked.
"Yeah. But I cam back around three. I don't know what happened, I mean, I came in here to get a cup of coffee and review the Harrison case and I just fell asleep."
They all looked at each other, and Sara was a bit confused and annoyed.
"What?" she asked.
"Are you feeling ok Sara? I've never seen you so pale, heck, I don't think I've ever seen a living person that pale. Recently you've been acting weird, almost as if you're dragging yourself, and we all know you're not tired, because all you do is sleep."
"Really guys I'm fine. It's nothing I can't handle." 'Crap did I just say that?'
"So, there is something going on Sara," said Nick.
"No, everything's fine! Now can we please just get to work?"
"Good idea." Grissom answered. Catherine gave him a look that said, "If you don't get to the bottom of this I will!"
"Nick," Grissom, continued, "You Warrick and I have a 419 at an old hotel of the strip, dress down." Both Nick, and Warrick sighed and left for the locker room. "Sara, you stay here and work on your case from last night, and Catherine you're our floater for now."
Sar wasn't thrilled about being stuck in the lab with Catherine nearby, and because she knew she would eventually crack if Catherine were to ask her a bunch of question, she decided to leave the break room and try to avoid Catherine for as long as she could.
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Sara successfully avoided Catherine, and everyone else from the nightshift for the majority of the shift, but in her last five minutes of shift when she was grabbing her belongings from her locker, Catherine walked in, slammed the door shut and locked it.
"Sara, what's going on?"
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Chapter 1
Why did Life have to be this way? Everything bad that could happen happened to Sara. First, Hank cheated on her, Grissom had been ignoring her, her best friend had committed murder and now this.
She sat alone in her dark apartment, letting the tears fall freely. She had a right to cry, anyone in her position would have. How could a thing like this happen to her, was what she thought over and over.
She needed to do something, anything, to get this off her mind. So she did the only thing she loved doing- went to work.
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When she got to the lab and walked through the entrance to the sign in desk, it seemed as if everyone was staring at her, awaiting her next move, almost as if it were her last. But that wasn't the case, it was her imagination no one could have know, she had only just found out a few hours ago.
"Are you ok Miss Sidle?"
Who was that? She looked around and say Joyce, the desk clerk, staring at her. She looked concerned. Then Sara realized se had just been standing there holding the pen and clipboard staring at the people working in the lab.
'So that's why they were staring at me. Get a hold of yourself Sidle. No one knows, they don't have to know and they won't know if you don't tell them.' she thought.
"Yeah Joyce, I'm fine. I just have a lot on my mind right now." She said signing her name and handing Joyce the clipboard.
"Ok, well have a nice day."
"You too Joyce."
Sara walked quickly down the hall. She just needed to get her mind off this, there were things that could be done to fix this and she wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.
If only it was that simple.
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Sara jumped awake, expecting to be at home in her bed, but instead she found her self in the break room and four familiar faces staring at her, and for the second time that day faces of concern were watching her and awaiting her next move.
"Sara are you ok?" Nick asked.
"Um, yeah, fine. What time is it?"
"About ten. Shift just started." Catherine answered.
"Did you ever go home Sara?" Warrick asked.
"Yeah. But I cam back around three. I don't know what happened, I mean, I came in here to get a cup of coffee and review the Harrison case and I just fell asleep."
They all looked at each other, and Sara was a bit confused and annoyed.
"What?" she asked.
"Are you feeling ok Sara? I've never seen you so pale, heck, I don't think I've ever seen a living person that pale. Recently you've been acting weird, almost as if you're dragging yourself, and we all know you're not tired, because all you do is sleep."
"Really guys I'm fine. It's nothing I can't handle." 'Crap did I just say that?'
"So, there is something going on Sara," said Nick.
"No, everything's fine! Now can we please just get to work?"
"Good idea." Grissom answered. Catherine gave him a look that said, "If you don't get to the bottom of this I will!"
"Nick," Grissom, continued, "You Warrick and I have a 419 at an old hotel of the strip, dress down." Both Nick, and Warrick sighed and left for the locker room. "Sara, you stay here and work on your case from last night, and Catherine you're our floater for now."
Sar wasn't thrilled about being stuck in the lab with Catherine nearby, and because she knew she would eventually crack if Catherine were to ask her a bunch of question, she decided to leave the break room and try to avoid Catherine for as long as she could.
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Sara successfully avoided Catherine, and everyone else from the nightshift for the majority of the shift, but in her last five minutes of shift when she was grabbing her belongings from her locker, Catherine walked in, slammed the door shut and locked it.
"Sara, what's going on?"
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