Good grief, been a while since I wrote a CSI fic. I'mkinda out of practise, so be kind. :)

I got this idea while watching an anime called 'Tsubasa Chronicles'. Its bascially about a girl called Sakura who loses her feathers, or her memories. Her best friend Syaoran, along with a fighter, Kurogane , and a wizard named Fai. Together they embark on a quest to retrieve her feathers, but at the cost that Sakura will never remember Syaoran and their friendship. Its pretty epic. Review and I keep going XD

And I own neither. Set during Season 11, but no spoilers yet.

I'm also thinking about a name change. I guess we'll see.

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Waiting was always the hardest. The voices of patients and doctors were muffled background noise and the white walls were giving him a headache. The team had been informed immediately and were currently on their way. Her gold wedding band sat in a plastic bag in his pocket and his hand hadnt let go of it since one of the paramedics had handed it to him.

"Nick?" He looked up at his best friend and former labrat with hollow eyes. "How is she?"

"She's in a coma, and she'll be lucky if she wakes up."

"Have you told him?"

"Called him first. He was at the airport, trying to catch a taxi back to their apartment." He sniffed slightly. "She shouldnt be here Greg. What the hell was he thinking?"

The young officer watched as the CSI approached, flash light in one hand, large silver case in the other.

"Sidle?"

"Thats me."

"Miller. New guy. Neighbors called it in, said they heard a commotion. There's definate signs of a struggle out back."

"Scene clear?"

"Ready whenever you are."

It had seemed pretty straight forward. Some idiot, trying to make a few bucks, had attempted to break in, only to get tangled in the chicken wire that protected the vegie garden from the dog.

New guy or not though, if the idiot had looked correctly, he would have found the unconcious dog next to his kennel, the purpertrater(?) hiding within.

"He hit her with a freaking wrench man."

"Ecklie's got swing on it. We arent allowed to touch it or him. Brass still bawled the stupid prick out though."

"This is wrong Greg. It was supposed to be their anniversary this weekend too. You'd think after all the shit they've been through... Why them? Why does all the bad shit happen to them?"

The long silence between the two friends was barely interrupted by the arrival of Catherine and Ray. Brass later escorted a rather pale Grissom in, only Catherine giving him a hug disrupted the mood that had settled over the group. After seemingly hours had passed, a nurse finally showed Grissom to her room, where he remained for three straight days.

"Gil, please, just eat something, and a shower wouldnt kill you."

"This waiting is killing me Cath. I just need her to open her eyes, is that too much to ask?" She placed a friendly hand on his shoulder, looking down at his fingers entangled with wife's. Her best friend looked so lost, it pained her that she couldnt do anything to help him. Leaving his side, she ventured to their apartment, opening it with the spare key he had left her after relocating to Costa Rica, she grabbed some clean clothes and returned. What she found, she was not expecting.

Nick and Greg looked deeply confused and concerned, Ray was lost in his thoughts and Brass didnt look at all well.

"What...whats going on?"

"Its Sara..."

"Oh my God." Nick revised his statement.

"Grissom went to the bathroom so I sat with her for a while. She woke up Cath."

"But thats good news."

"No it isnt. We were talking and she mentioned her 'recent' break up with Hank." Catherine looked confused. "She cant remember Cath. She's married to Grissom and she cant remember."