The three men entered the hospital room, all of them remaining silent because none of them knew exactly what to say. As they entered the room they could see Sara laying in the bed fast asleep just as the Doctor had told them she would be.

"You two might as well head home," Grissom said taking a seat next to Sara and reached out to hold her hand. The Doctor said she'll be fine and she'll probably be asleep for a while anyway."

Getting the hint that Grissom wanted to be alone with Sara, Brass nodded and then escorted Nick out of the room before he had a chance to protest. "Well check in with you later Gil." Jim called on his way out of the room.

"Yeah, ok Jim." was all the reply Grissom gave never once taking his eyes off of Sara's sleeping form.

Gil sat in the chair holding his wife's hand for what seemed like forever, when in reality it had only be about 25 minutes since Jim and Nick had left. While he sat there watching the woman he loved sleep he couldn't stop his mind from wandering. Sitting in the hospital like this waiting for Sara to wake up, waiting to find out if she was going to be ok – reminded him of Natalie Davis. It reminded him of that terrible day they spent looking for her unsure if they would find her alive or even if they would find her at all.

As Gil Grissom sat there deep in his own thoughts, so deep in them that he almost missed it. Almost missed Sara's fingers being to wiggle in his hand.

"Sara?" he questioned in a soft caring tone.

"Gil?" her voice was raspy, and bearily audible but the important thing was it was there. She was awake and talking to him and that's all that mattered right now.

"Hi Honey," He smiled and then reached up to move a strand of hair out of her face. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I've been stabbed." She replied with a small smile, one that was just big enough to let him know she hadn't lost her sense of humor.

"Well that's probably because you were." A framilar voice called from the doorway.

"Catherine,"Grissom turned around to see his friend and co-worker making her way into the room. "What are you doing here?" Gil questioned his friend rather bluntly.

"Gilbert!" Sara scolded him from her bed for sounding rather rude. "Hi Cathrine. Let me guess you're here to process me and collect my clothes?"

"Yeah, sorry." Catherine looked a little embarrassed. She wished she'd just been here to visit a friend in the hospital. But after word got to Eklie that one of his CSI's had been attacked, again non the less, he'd put Catherine on the case – much to her protest. "But I can come back later when your more up to it." She offered.

"No it's ok, I don't think now or later will make much of a difference."

"Gil, could you give us some privacy?" Catherine figured processing and questioning Sara would be easier if Grissom wasn't here. "Besides you look like you could use a cup of coffee."

Grissom looked at Sara, confirming what he already knew, she nodded to let him know that she would be ok if he left her alone with Catherine. "Ok, I'll be back shortly." And with that he headed off down the hallway in search of the cafeteria. Catherine was right he thought to himself a cup of coffee would be good.

"So," Catherine wasted no time and opened up her kit and started processing Sara by taking fingernail scrapings. "Brass is on his way over."

"To take my statement?"

"No, well yes. He was here when they first brought you in but Grissom sent him and Nick home. I think he just wanted to come back and see for himself that you were alright."

"Oh, ok." Sara moved around a bit trying to get comfortable. She knew Catherine was eventually going to have to take some pictures of her wounds and she was trying to get in a better position to help her friend out.

"Alright well I just need to snap a few pictures and then we can just go back to visiting." Catherine got out her camera while Sara who was about to lift her shirt to reveal the new marks on her body stopped and looked up at the strawberry blonde woman.

"Visiting?" She questioned the older CSI with an eyebrow raised high in the air.

"Yeah. You didn't think I came all the way down here just to process you and pick up some evidence did you?"

"Well..." she paused. "Yeah."

"Sara, if it wasn't for Eklie I wouldn't have even brought my kit. The fact of the matter is I was just coming to visit you."

"I uh, Oh..." was all Sara managed to get out. She then decided to leave the conversation there and lifted her shirt up enough for Catherine to get the pictures she needed.

The room remained conversation free while Catherine finished taking the photographic evidence she needed. And the silence continued as she packed up her kit and all the evidence she'd collected from Sara. Then Sara decided to ask some questions.

"Do the guys know?"

"That you're in the hospital?" Catherine wanted to clarify.

"Yeah. I mean besides Nick of course."

"Nick called them all the minute he walked through the doors of the ER. They wanted to come down with me, but I told them to wait until tomorrow, figured you didn't need everyone here tonight."

"Thanks."

Smiling, a bit of a sinister smile Sara made eye contact with Catherine since the first time she'd arrived.

"What?" Catherine asked, not sure she'd like what she was about to hear.

"How pissed is Eklie?"

"On a scale of 1 to 10, I'd say about 50. Though he wouldn't say anything. You know being political and all."

Both women let out a bit of a laugh, knowing that Eklie was probably fuming over the fact that this was the second time Sara was in the hospital for injuries that were related to work.

"I'm glad to see you two are having a good time." Gil said as he made his way back into the room and took his seat once again at Sara's side. "Care to fill me in on the joke?"

"No." Sara simply stated with a smirk on her face.

"Well I should get going, you look like you could use some sleep. I'll tell the guys you're doing ok. Get well."

"Bye Catherine." Both Gil and Sara said.