He sat by her side, holding her hand as she lay in the hospital bed, an IV drip in her hand and a multitude of drugs running through her veins. He had been relieved in a way that she didn't have the energy to protest his bringing her here and she had been compliant until she was advised to stay in the hospital for a while. It was then they had sedated her, knowing she needed to rest and that her agitation would not allow it. When her was sure she was sleeping, he slipped out of the room to call Catherine.

"Grissom, thank God. I thought you were never going to call!"

"Yeah sorry it took a while. I didn't want to leave her."

"How is she?" They had all seen her being carried from his office, unable to support her own weight, and it had scared them.

"They want to keep her in. She's hooked up to an IV because she was dehydrated and her blood sugar was low and they have sedated her to help her sleep."

"I should have seen this coming, done something sooner."

"That's my job Catherine, not yours." He sighed.

"We are all her friends Grissom, you can't blame yourself for this."

"She's going to need some time off." He said, changing the subject. "Can you ring Warrick, see if he can come back a couple of days early? We're going to be pretty short otherwise"

"Sure." Anything she could do to help.

"I'm going to stay with her tonight. She's pretty upset and I don't want her to wake up alone."

"Ok don't worry. I can handle things here."

"Thanks Catherine." He new he could always count on her when he needed it.

"Just see she gets better ok. Give her our love."

"I will." They said their goodbyes and hung up, Grissom instantly returning to Saras side. He may not have been able to prevent this, but he was determined to make sure he was there to look after her now.

"Sara Sidle?" She looked up to see a small woman in a pale grey suit, smiling down at her.

"Yes." She sat herself up in the bed, even this slight exertion making her muscles ach.

"Hi. I'm Doctor Williams, one of the psychologists here…" She was interrupted before she could finish her introduction.

"Psychologist?"

"Yes. Yes you're doctor asked me to speak to you. Do you mind if I take a seat and we can just have a chat?" Sara didn't reply, just shrugged her shoulders, knowing she didn't have much of a choice.

"Thank you." The woman sat before continuing. "So you're doctor tells me you haven't been sleeping well recently. Do you know why that is?" Sara shrugged again, looking away from the woman.

"Bad dreams I guess."

"Do you want to tell me what there about." She looked back at her now. She had a friendly face; one Sara wished she could trust. When she got no reply, the psychologist continued.

"It says here that you work for CSI. You must see some terrible things. Do they ever come into your dreams?"

"Sometimes." She admitted. "My job keeps me pretty busy. I don't have a lot time off."

"Do you think your job is stressful?"

"I guess." She shrugged again. She just wanted to be left alone.

"Do you feel stressed?" The woman continued to probe.

"I don't know. Sometimes"

"Do you feel unhappy?" Sara didn't answer this. The fact was she did but it wasn't really because of her job. The questions continued.

"The man who was with you, is that your husband?"

"No he, he's my boyfriend." It sounded strange to say it out loud, their relationship a secret from so many people.

"He seems very worried about you. He must really love you." A flicker of a smile crossed Saras face at this last comment. "That must make you happy. To know you're loved."

"It does." She said, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "He makes me happy."

"But there is something making you unhappy?" She eyed the woman again and nodded, not wanting to speak for fear of the threatening tears beginning to fall.

"It's ok if you don't want to tell me now, but it might help to share your feelings. I know you probably think there is nothing I can do to help, but sometimes just talking is all it takes." She smiled at the girl in the bed, the anguish in her eyes indicating how much she needed this. Sara nodded and took a slow breath before beginning to speak. It was surprisingly easy to talk to her, this woman she had never met before, who couldn't judge her for her worries.

"Thank you Sara." Smiled the woman when she had finished. "I know that must have been hard." Sara wiped a stray tear from her cheek and looked over at to the woman who now knew her deepest fears.

"So do you think I'm crazy?" Hearing in her own mind all the things she had just confessed, Sara was herself convinced she must be.

"No I don't think you're crazy and you mustn't think that either. I do however think that you could be suffering from depression. You may benefit from a few more sessions with me, to try and help you come to terms with what you have been through and how you feel." Sara nodded. "For now though you need to concentrate on getting your strength back. If you like, I can prescribe you some drugs that…"

"No, no drugs!" Protested Sara.

"Ok. I wont, but if you find you're having any problems, please call me." She rummaged in her pocket and handed Sara her card. "Take care of yourself ok." Sara nodded.

"Thanks." She said as she was left alone again to rest.

He had left her for only long enough to go home and shower, change his clothes and eat. He was relieved on his return to find that Sara was still sleeping. He silently slipped into the room and resumed his position by her side. He simple sat, watching her sleep, not caring if it was the drugs or her own body that was allowing her to do so. She stirred and slowly opened her eyes, smiling when she saw him.

"Hey. How you feeling?" He said, brushing her hair away from her face.

"Better. Are you here to take me home?" She tried to sit up in the bed didn't have the strength, her earlier discussion with Dr. Williams draining any energy she had.

"No." He gave her an apologetic smile. "You need to stay here. Just until tomorrow, until you're feeling a little stronger."

"But I don't want to be here Gill. Please."

"Sara, I can't. Please honey it's just for one night, until the doctors are sure you're ok." She nodded, knowing he was right, but he could see the hurt in her eyes. "I'll be here with you Sara. I'm not going to leave you."

"But Gill the lab…"

"That doesn't matter right now. I just want you to get better." He knew it wasn't as simple as that, knew that a night in the hospital would not solve her problems but it might at least help. He wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and away from this place but she needed to stay here and so he would stay with her. For as long as she would have him, he would be there.

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