This is a story I'm writing for my mom. She is such as CSI and Harry Potter freak.This will become a cross over later on in the story. Also, this is pre-season 8 so it will be different. Enjoy!!! Please Read and Review. If you like it I will continue writing!!!!

Chapter 1: The Awakening of Sara Sidle

Gil Grissom slept huddled in a hard-backed chair next to Sara Sidle's bed at the hospital. He had fallen asleep reading a book out-loud to his unconscious girlfriend. He didn't really know if she could hear him or not but it made him feel like he was at least doing something to help. It had been two days since they found Sara out in the desert after being kidnapped and almost killed by the Miniature Killer, Natalie Davis. He hadn't left her side since she had been admitted into ICU. The doctors told him that she would be alright but they thought they would keep her in ICU until she came to. Grissom decided to let Catherine be supervisor while he stayed with Sara. Nick and Greg didn't want to work either but they thought it best to just let Grissom sit with Sara.

Sara slowly woke up and saw Grissom sleeping in the chair. She smiled to herself. He looked so uncomfortable and yet he was cute when he slept. She looked around her and saw that she was in the hospital. Then everything suddenly came back to her. Natalie tying her up and then the car and everything after. She took in a shuttering breath, wakening Grissom from his slumber.

"Sara," he said sitting up. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I think so. My arm kinda hurts but I think I feel fine," she rasped.

She started coughing. Grissom patter her on the back.

"Here, drink this. The doctors said you were dehydrated and that with all the sand in your lungs that you may cough for awhile."

Sara nodded and took a drink of the cold water. As she set the cup down she looked up and smiled at Grissom hoping he would notice that she was trying to thank him. He smiled back and moved his chair closer to her bed. He reached out and took her right hand, since her left arm was broken and in a sling.

"The guys will be so excited that you're awake. I almost had to run off Greg until Warrick told him that Ecklie would have his job if he didn't go to work," he said.

Sara smiled wider wanting to laugh but not wanting to start coughing again.

"So," she started. She swallowed for a second and started again.

"Where's Cath?" she asked.

"She's supervising for awhile, so that I could be here with you," he answered.

She squeezed his hand. "Thank-you for staying with me."

"Honey, I couldn't let you be alone. I care about you way too much," he said.

They stayed quiet for awhile and Grissom thought that Sara had fell asleep until she spoke up.

"You know, Gris," she said softly. "I almost gave up. I hurt so bad and being scared made it worse. I thought that maybe if I just gave into death, that everything would be better."

She started crying softly. Grissom moved to sit on the bed and Sara leaned into his arms for comfort.

"You know, you don't have to do this right now, Sara," he said.

"No, I need to. I want to," she replied.

When he didn't say anything else she continued.

"I always was afraid of drowning so I thought that maybe as long as I got out from under the car, then I could die and not have to feel anymore. I fought to get out and I finally did. As I sat against a rock, since I wasn't thinking about the car anymore, my mind drifted to you and then I found strength to be able to get up and try my hardest to live...to be with you."

Grissom held her as tightly as he dared to. Sara kept crying into his arms, unable to make herself stop. He hated seeing her like this but all she seemed to want was to lie in his arms and cry, so he let her. After awhile, Sara stopped crying and fell asleep in Grissom's arms. Her dreams started out being different memories of her and Grissom being together. They soon turned to the night Natalie had kidnapped her and how she struggled to get away from her. Grissom noticed her face contort with fear and held her tighter. She seemed to calm down after this although the dreams didn't stop. She felt safer to realize that's all they were. Grissom laid her back onto her pillows and left quietly to call the guys and Catherine to tell them that Sara would be alright. He tried Cath first.

"Willows," she answered.

"Hey, Cath, it's Grissom," he said rubbing his temple.

"Oh, Grissom, hey. So, how is she doing?" she asked nervously.

Grissom sighed. "She's alright. She finally woke up and she talked about what happened and then cried herself back to sleep, but she's coherent."

"I'm so glad she's OK. When she wakes up you have to call me, so I can come see her," came Greg's voice.

"Greg?" asked Grissom. "Wait, am I on speaker again?"
"Yeah, sorry, Gris, they insisted," said Cath.

"It's alright. Who's there?"

"Well, everyone really. Even Brass is here," came Nick's voice.

"Well, I'll call you guys when she wakes up and if you're not busy, you can come to see her."

"Alright, thanks, Grissom. We'll talk to you later," said Cath hanging up.

Grissom went and got himself a cup of coffee and headed back to Sara's room. He sat next to Sara's bed watching her sleep for a few hours thinking about what will happen next. He had some ideas but he couldn't figure out exactly what, but he wanted to take her away somewhere so that they could get away from everything, at least for a while until she was ready to face everything. He was still thinking when she woke up.

"Grissom," she said softly, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Sorry, I was just thinking," he said smiling at her.

"What about?" she asked patting at a spot beside her on the bed.

He got up and moved to her bed and sat down slowly.

"Well, I was thinking, that since you are going to be on leave for awhile, that I would take some vacation time and we could go somewhere...together," he said.

Sara smiled and leaned into his arms. "But where would we go?"

"Where would you like to go?"

As Sara thought, Grissom put his arms around her.

"Well, I've been quiet a few places, but I've never been to Britain before. But then again, I don't know if I could afford something like that since all of this," she said gesturing to her hurt arm.

"Oh, you don't have worry about that. I would take care of it for you," he assured her.

"Grissom, I couldn't do that to you. I would feel like I'm using you," she told him.

"No, I insist you let me take you. I love you and I want to do something special since you've had rough week," he replied. "Oh, wait. I've got to call Cath. I promised I would so they could come see you. You don't mind do you?"

"No, not at all. I would like to see them too. Besides, Greg's probably going crazy with worry," she laughed.

Grissom pulled out his cell and called Catherine's cell. She agreed to bring everyone to see Sara. When Grissom hung up, a nurse knocked on the door.

"Miss Sidle, we are going to move you to a more comfortable room after we check your vital signs. Hold out your right arm, please."

As the nurse took Sara's blood pressure, Grissom got up and went to get a wheelchair so she wouldn't have to walk. By the time he got back, Sara was ready to leave. He helped her into the chair and pushed her to her new room. The nurse took her in the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor. She told Grissom the number to Sara's room, and left them to get settled in. Once Grissom got Sara back into bed, he took the wheelchair back to the nurse's station. Just as he reached the new room, his phone rang.

"Grissom. Yeah, sorry. They moved her to Room 36 on the ground floor. Yeah, alright, see you in a minute," he hung up his phone.

"Catherine?" asked Sara.

"Yeah, she went up to ICU and couldn't find us," he said sitting down.

They were silent for a few minutes waiting on the team to come to the new room. Finally, Catherine, Nick, Greg, Warrick, and Jim came in.

"Sara!" yelled Greg.

"Hey, Greg," laughed Sara as he ran to hug her. "Hey, guys, how are you?"

"Fine. But what about you? You feel OK?" asked Nick.

"Yeah, I feel better now that I get to see you guys again. I'm still tired and my throat is killing me, but I'll be fine. How's work?"

They all were silent and just looked at each other.

"Oh, come on guys. It's alright. I won't freak out or anything," she said.

"Well, the trial was supposed to be yesterday," said Warrick.

"What do you mean, 'supposed to be yesterday'?" Sara asked.

"Well," started Jim. "While she was in custody, she kind of lost her mind, more than usual, and hung herself."

They were silent again.

"At least she can't hurt anyone anymore. I mean she killed like four people," Sara said.

"It was almost five," Catherine said almost inaudibly.

"Well, I'm glad it's not," smiled Greg.

Sara smiled back at him. She knew that if she hadn't made it, that he would be devastated. Regardless of her picking on him, she liked him. He was fun.

The team stayed and talked and joked with each other until Ecklie call about a homicide that would take the whole team.

"Please, let me stay, Cath," begged Greg. He didn't want to leave his friend now that he knew she was alright.

"It's OK, Greg. I'm just going to sleep anyway. You go ahead and go to work. By the time you're done, I'll be awake again," she said.

He still didn't look convinced.

Sara smiled at him. "How about I promise to call you if I need you?"

Greg shrugged and followed Nick out the door. Catherine mouthed "Thank-you" at Sara and left. Now, only Grissom remained and he moved to sit on the bed with Sara.

"So have you thought anymore about what we talked about earlier?" he asked.

"Yeah, a little. I don't want you to go to all that trouble," she said taking her place in his arms again.

"It's no trouble. If that's where you want to go, we will," he answered.

"Fine, be that way, but I at least want to pay for one dinner together," Sara replied as she fell asleep in Grissom's arms.

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