I Won't Let Go.

CHAPTER I


It started with misplacing of things. He forgot where he placed his car keys, his house keys or his mug of coffee. He brushed it off as he was too busy to remember these little things.

And then, he could not finish a simple crossword puzzle. Crossword puzzle, basics or advanced; he could finish it in a record time. That day, he was starring at the crossword like a foreign object. His brains just refused to cooperate with him.

Then it escalated to forgetting to bag the evidences he just collected. Or perhaps, it was the time when he was driving home; he suddenly forgot the direction home. It was a familiar route; a route he had been driving for the past 20 years.

He stopped by the roadside, trying to remember where he was heading. After a long while, he suddenly remembered. He was heading home.

The final straw was he could not recall the woman of his life name was.

He got worried.

He knew that something was wrong with him, his mind. But he refused to acknowledge it.

He's Gil Grissom.

And Gil Grissom had a sharp mind. His mind was constantly in overrun. He processed things faster than most peoples. He remembered all bugs names and their characteristics as if they are ABCs. He had a flair for memories.

He knew that he could not handle the Doctor's diagnosis.

Dementia – the loss of brain functions that occurs with certain diseases. It affects memory, thinking, language, judgment and behavior.

It had started to affect his memories and thinking. How long would it be before the disease start to attack his speech and judgment?

He remembered that his Grandmother suffered from it when she was in her late 60s. He saw how an astute woman degenerated to some one needy and whiny. Sometimes, his Grandmother had a few lucid moments and she would cry and apologize for the troubles she caused. It always broke his mother's heart to see her fierce, protective mother in a vulnerable state.

He understood that the earlier he goes for a treatment, the better he could control the illness. But he was simply not ready to face it yet.

He was not ready to say goodbye to his sound mind, to the peoples he loved.

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He never wanted to do this. He always thought he will be a CSI forever, or at least till the day he stopped breathing.

He tendered his resignation today.

Jim Brass, Al. Robbins, the whole CSI team, and the lab techs were in shock when they heard the news. Like him, they never thought Gil Grissom would retire from CSI.

But he knew his limits. He should not jeopardize any cases.

The CSI team stood outside his office, looking at him. They were confused. They felt left behind.

"Grissom, please tell me this isn't truth." Warrick said. Grissom, to him, is a father figure. He had provided great guidance to him. He had acted as a Father.

Grissom searched the name to put to the face who just spoken. He frowned. He felt the bond they shared. He knew he was close to him but he just could not put a name to the face.

Suddenly, he was angry with himself. He felt helpless. A simple task, like recognizing people, he couldn't do it anymore.

"Well, I just got to go." Grissom said.

He gave up. He knew that the more he tried to search for an answer, the more frustrated he got.

"Don't bother with a farewell party. I am not a farewell person," he smiled.

"I want to leave this place alone."

And he will be alone forever.

Few days ago, he had pushed away the woman he loved. He told her he could not be in a relationship with her anymore. He asked her to move out of his townhouse. She left, heartbroken.

He didn't want to do that. But for her sake, he knew he made the correct decision. He just could not put her through what his Grandmother had put his mother through.

"Grissom, take care." They said before leaving him alone to pack.

He wanted to hug every, single of them but that was just not him.

His fingers brushed across the group photo a Day Shift CSI had took for them.

Tears welled in his eyes when he realized he needed to write down their names on the photo so he could remember their name and faces.

He swallowed the lump building in his throat and blinked away his tears.

xoxo

This meant to be a 2 shot. I had yet to decide who will be the woman of his life. Judging me, I think I know who the woman will be. But I am on the fences for this.

This chapter is on Grissom. The next chapter would be the woman of his life.

I am sorry to make Grissom like this. This idea just popped into my mind. I love Grissom.

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Do you all want me to continue with the next chapter? If yes, please let me know you prefer who the woman to be. Do let me know! =)

Love, blu3crush.