Thanks for all the replies, they do mean alot and I'm so sorry it took so long to post. This part is a bit shorter, but if I had carried on in this chapter to make it longer then it would have taken even longer to post.

"Sara…" Nick whispered, as he stood momentarily frozen to the spot in shock, looking at the sight in front of him. It took only a few seconds for his CSI instincts to kick in, he knew he had to check to see if there was a pulse or not. Maybe she was still alive, he was wasting time standing there staring, time that she definitely didn't have.

Nick skidded he was over to her and reluctantly place two fingers on the side of her neck. Faintly under his finger tips he could feel a faint pulse, even thought it was faint, it meant she was still alive.

"Warrick, call an ambulance!" Nick shouted as he grabbed a towel to wrap around Sara as he pulled her out. He laid her pale form down on the bathroom floor and held her hand, willing her to open her eyes.

Warrick stood in the door way as he took is phone out and and told the operator their address, stumbling on the words as he looked at the sight in front of him. Sara was sprawled out on the cold, tiled floor Her hair was spread out around her face, very dark in comparison to her pale skin. Nick was holding onto her hand with one of his, and the other was smoothing her hair back from her face as he whispered gently to her.

Not being able to wait there any longer, he walked back into the nursery where he had left the baby, sleeping in her cot. He slowly lifted the baby out of the cot and in her car seat, wrapping her up in a blanket that had been folded on the chair, ready for when they had to leave to follow the car to the hospital.

Next he took out his phone and dialled number one on his speed dial- Grissom. He wasn't sure how he would tell him, no matter how many different ways he quickly went over in his head; none of them would make it any easier to hear, or say.

"Grissom." Came the blunt voice through the phone. He obviously hadn't looked at his caller I.D, if he had there would have been more of a questioning tone in his voice as he tried to fathom in his head why Warrick would be phoning after he had gone off shift.

"Erm, hey Griss…" Warrick started, but wasn't sure how to carry on.

"Was there a point to this phone call or have you been working so much that calling me has become a natural reflex?" Grissom asked.

"No, Grissom. Nick and I came by your house to check on Sara, you know, to see if she was all right. There was an accident…" So maybe it wasn't an accident, Sara had intended to do it. When she was better though, she would realise what a mistake it had been. If she got better. We've called an ambulance to take her to Desert Palms." Warrick finished.

"Oh my God…" Grissom rubbed his forehead with his hand as he tried to take the short burst of information in.

"We'll go with her and you can meet us there." Warrick waited for a reply but the other end of the phone stayed in deathly silence.

"Grissom." Warrick said sharply to bring him out of his trance. "Meet us there?"

"Oh yeah Warrick, thanks." Grissom said before he hung up the phone.

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The minutes seemed like hours, as they waited for the ambulance to arrive. When it did, Warrick had to pull Nick away from Sara to give the paramedics room to help her. It took only a few minuets to move her onto the gurney and out into the ambulance. Nick and Warrick followed in their cars, with Ashley in tow, both dreading the outcome of their friends' actions.