Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Grissom filled Sara in on Warrick, how he was set up, how they managed to free him and keep his job. Sara promised Grissom she would go straight to the airport and get on the first flight back to Vegas, she drove down the street to her mothers house, Laura opened the door looking quite taken back that Sara was here, thinking she had gone back to Vegas, they had planned for Laura to fly out next week to meet Grissom,

"I have to cancel plans for next week, one of my colleagues has been shot and he's in a critical condition in hospital, I'm sorry, I'll call you with any news."

"Oh no, is he going to be ok?" Laura asked with genuine concern in her voice.

"I don't know I hope so," Sara was starting to get upset again. Laura noticed and pulled her into a hug and whispered into her,

"Its ok honey, he'll be fine, call me when you land, ok?"

Sara pulled away gave her mother a nod and turned back to her car,

"Oh and Sara..." She looked back at her mother,

"I love you"

"I love you too mum, I'll phone you when I'm back and settled"

She gave mother a smile and she was gone.

Earlier that night……

Nick sat in the café talking to the waitress he was liking more every second, when he heard shots, after trying to calm everyone down who freaked when they heard the shots he ran out, kept a low profile of himself and looked around, knowing that his friends had only just left and was worrying about their well being, he headed to the alley they had parked in when they arrived, Catherine, Greg and Grissom's cars were gone, but there sat Warrick's, he could hear the engine running and the slight sound of music coming from what he presumed was the radio,

"Rick?"

No answer

He was starting to worry, slowly he approached and was nearly sick with what he saw, pulling out his phone he rang for an ambulance and waiting praying that Warrick would wake up, he felt for a pulse and let a sigh of relief when he felt a faint pulsating feeling against his finger,

"Hold on Rick I'm here buddy."

Nick called Catherine and Grissom, telling them to meet him at the hospital and to send some investigators to where he was, he knew he wouldn't be able to work his friends shooting, but he wanted the best day shift and swing had, he was going to find out who did this, knowing full well it had something to do with the mole who set up Warrick in the first place.

After what seemed like forever the ambulance came, they had to intubate on the scene, Nick watched on as they placed the plastic tube down his friends throat supplying him with much needed oxygen, they placed him on a gurney and into the ambulance, Nick never left his side the whole time praying that the bullet had not hit a major artery or even worse his brain stem.

When they reached the hospital Nick was told to wait outside the trauma room they had his best friend in, he was greeted with Grissom and Catherine, although Catherine wasn't much company she couldn't stop crying. Finally the three were greeted by a doctor,

"Who's here with Warrick Brown?"

They stood up and walked over to the man in the white coat.

"Warrick has lost a lot of blood and we are worried that part of his brain stem was damaged, meaning his has more than likely suffered brain damage, we will take him up to surgery to try and repair some the nerves and arteries that were damaged, but I have to say he is in very serious condition and his chances of surviving are quite low, I'm sorry.

"Thank you doctor" Grissom was the only one who spoke up knowing the other two wouldn't be able to trust their voices.

As the minutes went by, they were joined by Brass, Doc Robbins, Greg and even Hodges. Grissom left the room to phone Sara, she promised him she would be on the next flight, she had text him from the airport telling him she should landing in Vegas at about 4 in the morning. It was approaching 4 now and Warrick still wasn't out of surgery.

Sara got a window seat on the plane, but was sat next to a smelly drunk who had fell asleep, his head practically balanced on her shoulder, she gritted her teeth through it, trying to watch the movie the plane had provided but couldn't get into it, all she could think about was Warrick, she thought of the time she had first moved to Vegas and how she had to question him, feeling quite guilty how hard she was on him, she remembered the last time she spoke to him, they had bumped into each other in the locker room, it had worried her that he had such powerful drugs with him wondering what was causing him to be so run down, maybe if she had stayed she could've helped him.

She was brought out of her thoughts when the pilot said they were soon to be landing,

"Thank god"

She mumbled under her breath, the drunk had since woke and was now occupying the bathroom emptying his stomach contents, which she was thankful for until he returned stinking of vomit.

Back at the hospital Warrick had been bought out of surgery but was still very weak. The gang took it in turns watching him whilst the others would get food. Grissom and Catherine were in the hospital cafeteria when Grissom phone went off, unknown to Catherine it was Sara,

"Hey" Grissom answered,

"Hey, I'm just getting my bags should be ready in half an hour"

"Ok honey I'm on my way."

"Ok… Gil, how is he?"

"It's not looking good, I'll see you at the airport, I'll wait outside."

"K see you soon"

Both phones were hung up, Sara stood in silence waiting for Grissom.