A/N Ok, I finished my first one, and I posted it at 2:00am, and I still can't sleep, so I'm writing another one. This one will be different than last time. Still no smut, though. GSR definitely. There might be some YoBling! but I am mainly GSR. Rated T, maybe M, for some romance. Takes place after Season 6, before Season 8, but I'm not including stuff from particular episodes.

I really wish I owned CSI, but sadly, I do not. If I did, the writers would be back, and everything would be right in the CSI world, including Sara's (happy, joy-filled) return.

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Grissom and Sara had been going out for a few weeks now. They had openly talked about their feelings, and were ready to move on as a couple. They began to use their vacation, and they were most often scheduled together. They enjoyed each others company, and they had fun together, although their co-workers were still completely ignorant of their relationship. They still drove to work separately, and she still had her apartment, but they were both living in his townhouse.

At the Las Vegas Crime Lab…

Gil Grissom walked quickly toward the break room to meet his CSI team. This was when he usually gave out assignments, but it seemed that the criminals had taken the night off. He informed them that they would be working cold cases that night, while he worked on the paperwork that he detested doing. He also told them that if any cases came in, that Sara was not allowed to work them unless there was an endless stream, as she had already maxed out on overtime for the month, and it was only the second week. Sara looked at him pleadingly, but he just smiled and said that he was just following department policies, and to take it up with Ecklie.

Everyone knew that Sara would rather go and jump naked into some random pool than bring her work schedule up with Ecklie. He was always an ass, and he was always merciless. She would end up on unpaid suspension if she argued with him, just like when she blew up at him a little while back. She just frowned and went over to get another cup of coffee.

Sara was putting the file she was going over back into order just before shift ended. She had gone over the evidence carefully, and all of the notes taken by the lead CSI, at the time, it was Grissom, and the detectives, and pictures of the crime scene. It had been sort of productive; she had found a new fingerprint that had been unknown at the time, that she was having the lab techs re-run. She closed the file and looked at her watch. Great. She was right on time. She told Grissom what she had gotten done that night, and put the file in her box. She would resume working on it tomorrow night. She went to her locker, grabbed her purse and jacket, and went to her car. She unlocked it, got in, and turned the radio to her favorite station. She pulled out of her parking place, and began to drive home.

When she got to a road, about halfway home, a red SUV, slightly larger than the lab's Denalis, came speeding at her, full speed. It never stopped at the stop sign, and hit the side of Sara's car. She felt the impact in slow motion. Then, everything came rushing at her full-speed. She looked down, past the airbag, and saw that she had many major cuts on her arms from the shattered glass. She felt something warm and sticky running down the side of her face. She reached up, and found it was blood. About five seconds later, she passed out from the pain that was emitting from her right leg. She could tell it was broken.

The driver of the SUV had managed to find her, after calling 911. When he had finally gotten to her, she was passed out. She still had a pulse, although it was getting weaker. He sat there holding her hand, until he recognized her. She was A CSI from a murder that had happened in the park a few weeks ago. He thought really hard, and remembered seeing her vest. She was Ms. Sidle. She had been with a… Grissom. Mr. Grissom. He didn't know their number; otherwise he would have called them there.

Grissom was just wrapping up his final piece of paperwork of the night, when Sara came in to tell him that she was leaving, and that they could walk the dog together. He stood up, and came around the desk. He pulled her into a kiss. He didn't break it until they both couldn't breathe anymore. He whispered; "I love you, babe. Drive carefully. I love you." Softly in her ear. She replied "Love you too. And the driving thing to you, too. See ya. Love ya." And with that, she left. He stared after her until she rounded the corner, and then started tidying up his office for the night. Paperwork filed, desk clean, everything put away. He took one last look around the room, then grabbed his jacket and keys, locked his office behind him, and started down the hallway. Just then, his cell phone rang. The caller ID read 'Catherine Willows'. He answered it.

"Grissom"

"Gil, get your ass to Desert Palms NOW! Emergency waiting room. I'll meet you there."

"Catherine, what's this about?"

"Are you moving or what? FASTER!!! It's Sara."

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A/N 2 ok, I am evil. I usually don't like cliffhangers, but this is an exception. I want reviews. I will send you the title of the next chapter if you review! And maybe a little snippet of what's to come! Just press that little button, or no chapter 2…

Just 1 person review, even criticize, and I will post chapter 2. PLEASE!!!!