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Chapter 1
Grissom walked through the quiet corridors, thinking. He had just got off the phone to Sara. She was at the airport, ready to board a plane that would close the gap between them and ultimately bring them back together. He was more than ecstatic. He missed her more than anything in the world when she was away. He didn't feel whole without her.
He knew it would be hours and hours before he had to go get her from the airport, which he insisted on. She had told him she wanted to meet him at the apartment. She had also told him that there was something they needed to talk about. He couldn't think what. He hadn't seen her in a little over eight months but they had spoken pretty much every day, a couple of times a day, since she had left. They spoke about everything down to how well the other one was or wasn't eating and sleeping.
He had also gotten video messages from her, which allowed him to see her face and hear her voice, but more than anything he wanted to see her in person now. He couldn't wait to hold her and run his fingers through her soft hair and feel her breathing on his skin as she snuggled up next to him as they slept.
He knew the time it would take for her to get back to Vegas would drag. He still prayed it would go quick though.
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Time had gone quick. The current case had pretty been open and shut, and with the whole team working on it it had been wrapped up in no time at all.
Grissom walked through the corridor, his pace quicker than usual.
"Where's the fire?" Warrick asked as he passed by.
"I'm picking Sara up from the airport." he told him.
"How is she?" Warrick asked.
"Ask me tomorrow." Grissom said with a smile before he walked off.
Warrick smiled before he too carried on down the corridor. He, Greg, Nick and Catherine were all going for breakfast. Nick was buying so he wasn't about to miss out on it and he planned to get all the extras with his big breakfast, just like Nick always did when he was buying.
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Sara walked through the airport. She found her way to the luggage carousel and stood there waiting for her bag to arrive. Typically everyone's bag came through but hers. She waited patiently guessing hers would arrive soon.
After waiting ages her bag finally came. She dragged it behind her as she walked, the tiny wheels screeching along the floor. It was late and she knew it would be dark outside. She wasn't scared of the dark; she hadn't been scared of the dark since she was two.
She took out her phone and dialed Grissom. He answered after only two rings. "I landed," she said cheerily with a smile.
"Sara, I'm so sorry, I'm on my way there now. I'm stuck in traffic." he replied.
"No worries. I'll wait in the car park for you." she told him.
"It's warmer in the airport. Why don't you stay in there?" he suggested, always protective of her.
"Yeah, it's too damn hot in here. I'll wait in the car park. I'll be fine, really." she assured him
"I'm taking a detour now. I should be there in about ten minutes." he told her as he put his foot down, wanting to get there A.S.A.P.
"Okay. We'll see you then." she said with a smile before she hung up.
Grissom hadn't caught the 'we'll', he was too busy getting lost in the sound of Sara's gentle voice. It kind of registered with him but not enough to make him get lost in the thought. He shook his head and carried on driving, intent to get to her as quickly as his car and the traffic would allow..
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Sara walked out into the multi-story car park. She was on ground level so she knew Grissom would see her as soon as he pulled in. She stopped on the spot and wrapped her arms around herself as it was a little chilly.
"Oh damn!"
She looked around as she heard someone. She had to smile when she saw an older, about 50, small, woman trying to pick up a big case to load it into the trunk of her car. She grabbed hold of her own bag and walked over to her.
"Can I help?" she asked with a smile.
"Oh, would you mind dear. I have arthritis in my shoulder and can't pick the blasted thing up." she said in a sweet voice.
Sara smiled before grabbing hold of the case and picking it up. The woman watched as she placed it into the trunk.
"You're a treasure." The woman said to her.
"It's no problem." Sara said back. Suddenly a little uncomfortable by the way the woman was smiling at her, more precisely her stomach.
She went to grab her bag and back up but before she had time to do anything a hand slapped down over her mouth and nose. She could feel a damp cloth pressing against her face as she was dragged around the side of the woman's car.
She struggled against whoever had a hold of her. She thrust her elbow back but she realized her body was becoming heavier and heavier until finally she could no longer even move her arm.
She could smell something on the cloth and she immediately knew what it was and so knew why her body was falling asleep on her. Chloroform. Things got blurry and soon she could no longer keep her eyes open, then finally everything went black and she was out.
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Grissom pulled into the multi-story but had to slam on the brakes as a car pulled out, missing the front of his car by inches. He watched in amazement as it sped off. The driver didn't even seem to acknowledge that he had just nearly caused a crash, or just didn't care. However, running into bad drivers never surprised him in Vegas. Everyone was in a rush in this place.
He drove slowly keeping a look out for Sara. He couldn't see her and wondered if she had got held up in the airport or gone back in. He was about to find a space and ring her when he noticed a case lying on the floor ahead of him. He drove up to it then stopped. Slowly he got out.
He walked right up to the case, he could clearly see it had been run over, he guessed by the crazy driver who had nearly hit his car. As he inspected the bag more closely he noticed a shirt, it was sky blue. More importantly it was Sara's sky blue shirt, he knew because he had bought it for her.
He quickly pulled the case open. On top of a pile of crumpled clothes, thanks to it being run over, was a picture frame, the glass had been broken but the picture of him and Sara was still intact.
His heart skipped a beat. He stood up holding the picture. He turned on the spot. "Sara!" he yelled, his voice echoing around him. "Sara!" he yelled again.
TBC
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