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Disclaimer; I do not own CSI, nor Jorja Fox nor William Petersen. I wish I did.
My life has been very lonely. Since I was a child I expected nothing back from the people who were suppose to take care of me.
Nothing at all…
Not even love.
When I met Gil Grissom everything changed.
I wanted company. I wanted to be loved, by him.
At the beginning of our relationship, I thought he wanted me, too.
But life has taught me not to dream. He could not love me. I was not worth the risk. He chose the safety of his controlled life instead of an unstable future with me.
After that moment, I recognized my destiny. I was bound to be alone. I was not meant to be loved.
From that day on my life only had a purpose. I was convinced I had to work hard and stand out among the others. I had to be the best CSI.
And I worked hard to be as professional as Grissom. When I was working, nothing distracted me from the crime I was committed to solve.
The best part was the sense of finality I gave to the victim's family. It was overwhelming the satisfaction I felt. I was on the right track.
I had finally put my feelings on the back of my head, and Gil Grissom was not the first thing on my mind.
"Sara, could you come to my office, please?"- I heard Ecklie asked me while we were waiting for the boss to give us the assignments for the night.
Everybody in the team stop talking and they looked unsettled with the disturbance.
I could tell Grissom was stunned by Ecklie's interruption. His left eyebrow was arched and he looked at me as if I knew what this was about.
I looked intently at Grissom letting him know my ignorance and soon enough Ecklie was leaving the room with an attitude that left no doubt he was expecting me to do what he requested.
I asked Grissom silently and he nodded.
I walked through Ecklie's door with a strong feeling that my life would change dramatically and I did not know why.
"Please, sit down, Sara. I am sure you are curious about the reason of this meeting"- he said with a smug smile.
"You are right, I am." I told him.
"Well. You know I am a person of few words. I have an open position on days. I thought of you"
My first reaction was to confront him about that statement. Why does he want me?
But then I realized this was my opportunity to finally say goodbye to Grissom.
"What is this about, Ecklie?"
"Well, the position is a promotion for you. Better hours and more money with the same job expectations. I have to say I am very satisfied with your work. I would be happy to have you on my team."
Ecklie spoke without hesitation saying the same things I was waiting to hear from Grissom. It was clear to me what my decision should be.
But I knew in my heart I have to speak with my boss first, before I decided what to do. He deserved great respect from me. After all he was a great mentor, it wasn't his fault he couldn't love me.