A/N Hi Guys, thanks for reading this new story, just a little introduction

This isn't a story as such, its just what i think happened after some of my favourite GSR moments between season 5 and season 9, some of them are a few chapters long like this one and some are just a few paragraphs

Anyways enjoy and let me know what you think, and as always thanks for reading

O/N I dont own CSI sadly, and if i did i would have written something like this

POST EPISODE: COMITTED SEASON 5 EP 21

As they drove through Las Vegas, the silence that engulfed them was unbearable. Both lost in their own thoughts of the events that had just played out.

Sara had said she was fine, at the time she had even convinced herself she was. But now that she had, had time to digest it, she realized that she probably wasn't, the events of the last few hours were replaying in her head like a record stuck on the same track.

Flashback

She hadn't even heard Adam come in, so when he spoke she jumped a little

'Hey' he said as Adam came through the door 'Are you a spiritual person?' He asked her

'Sometimes' Sara asked, trying to keep it a bit casual, she secretly felt uneasy being here, alone with him

'Do believe things happen for a reason' he continued, he walked slowly toward Sara

'That bad things are there to teach us a Karmic lesson?'

Sara didn't know how to answer, sensing something was wrong she edged backwards towards the desk where the syringe lay

He started to ramble 'Maybe all our problems can be cured by tuning into a higher frequency. There's this one guy i read, he believes that illness, anxiety and fear all occur when people are vibrating at ten thousand cycles a second'

Sara nodded hoping if he agreed that he wouldn't come any closer but he didn't stop, Sara uncapped the syringe and lunged at him, but she was too slow before she knew he had wrestled her to the ground and was holding broken pottery to her neck.

He continued to talk, by now Sara didn't really hear what he was saying, she just kept agreeing hoping he would let her go, or at least keep him distracted long enough for Grissom to get back. She continued to struggle with him hopping to get free

Sara saw Grissom appear in the window, fear was starting to control her. She looked up into his eyes and saw her fear reflected in them. She held is gaze as she struggled with Adam. Finally she broke free and was out the door leaving the craziness behind her.

Sara stared out the window as they drove, she didn't want to speak to Grissom. She could see in his face he was worried but she didn't want him to see her fall apart again, not after everything he had done for her recently. A single tear fell from her eye, she brushed it away quickly hoping Grissom didn't notice. She wanted to get as far away from him, and the memory of the case as possible.

Grissom was just as silent as Sara on the way back to lab. He supposed that like him, she was lost in the events of the day. His fear, however was that Sara would stay lost to him. He was afraid that this darkness would consume her. They had come so far in the last few months that it pained him to think it was all for nothing. Like Sara, Grissom replayed the events of the day in his head over and over as he drove toward the lab

Flashback

He had gone to get the key to unlock the drawer in the nurses' station; he didn't know what he had hoped to find in the drawers, but who knew in this place. As he came back to the door he frowned as he tried it, strange he thought, Sara didn't say anything about leaving. Then as he looked through the window what he saw something that may haunt him for the rest of his life.
Sara sat on the floor while Adam held the broken pottery to her neck. Staring into to her eyes Sara looked terrified

'Oh my god open the door' Grissom said the security guard.

He was trying to remain calm; he couldn't let Sara see how scared he was for her. He could hear the guard fumbling with the keys

'Please just open the door' he said as he lost contact with Sara's eyes.

As Adam looked up Sara had found the moment to break free from his grasp and tore through the door.
In that moment all the things he had never told Sara came flooding through him. In that moment he knew, no matter what, or how, long it took, Sara was his forever.

Grissom breathed in heavily, as they pulled into the parking lot. He turned to talk to Sara but she was already out of the car heading towards the lab entrance.

He followed her inside but, she was nowhere to be found Grissom slunk of into his office to digest the case.

Hours later Sara still couldn't sleep; she had tossed and turned in her bed, as the nightmares that had plagued her, her whole life were coming in full force tonight. For the hundredth time that night Sara woke up in a cold sweat, her heart was racing, her nightmares tonight involved her and Grissom, a subject she could barely face during her waking hours let alone in her nightmares. Sara walked out to the kitchen to get water; she picked up her phone and started to dial Grissoms number. Since she had broken down in front him about her past, Grissom had been there for her, whenever she needed to talk he found the time, if she didn't think she could make it through counseling's, he would go with her and when the nightmares were at their worst she would call him, and they would talk, so she didn't have to fall asleep again. Tonight however she hesitated, she had been content with the current status of their friendship, she had accepted that they may never be more and she was happy. There was no bickering, no pulling her in and pushing her away, she could live with that, at least she thought she could have until today.

Flipping her phone shut, she started back towards the bedroom, she didn't know what to do with these feelings, and it scared her. Just as she stepped through the bedroom door, she heard a knock on the front door.

Grissom had left the lab for the night, His thoughts still constantly drifting back to Sara. He thought he should have tried to find her; he had been making an effort lately to be there when she needed a shoulder or a friend. He knew Sara wanted more from their relationship but he could never find the words to tell her that he wanted what she wanted. So he didn't. He listened when she spoke and was there when she cried and he thought that would be enough, until tonight.

He was so pre-occupied with his thoughts of Sara, that he didn't pay any attention to where he was driving. When he finally looked around he realized he was outside her apartment. He sat in the car outside for a while, debating whether he should go up or not. First he thought he was being stupid, then he thought he needed to know Sara was ok, then he thought, even so she's probably asleep, then he thought, this is Sara, she's probably not. He was about to drive away, feeling foolish for even coming, when he saw a light go on in her apartment. He got out of the car and went up to her apartment. Standing outside her door he tried to work up the courage just to knock.