Here is chapter 8 finally. It may be a little out there as far as the medical stuff goes but hopefully it is entertaining…don't forget to review!

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Half and hour later Nicole Gordon met Catherine at the entrance of the Crime Lab. "Hey, how's it going now?" she asked as Catherine held the door for her.

"She is sleeping finally. I think she is making herself so sick from worrying that someone may find out about all of this. Her and Gil have apparently been together for quite some time but somehow kept it hidden from everyone in the lab, including me. They are breaking all the rules by being together and him being her supervisor. If or when Ecklie finds out one or both of them could be fired and that is one of the many things causing her to be so sick. Also, her and Ecklie got into a pretty heated argument about a case a few minutes before we called you." Catherine explained.

"Well the argument probably has a lot to do with her blood pressure sky rocketing. As for the relationship with her supervisor, it sounds like they have had a lot of practice keeping it a secret. They have gotten into a routine that separates their work life from their personal life and now its all running together and it is completely out of their control. The worse thing about it is there is nothing anyone can do to relieve that stress. I'm not sure if it would be better for the baby and Sara to go ahead and tell everyone or if that would push her over the breaking point and cause irreparable damage. It would help to know what everyone's reaction would be." Dr. Gordon said.

"Yea, but I'm pretty sure Ecklie would flip out and do a lot of screaming and requesting to go through all the files of the cases that Gil and Sara worked together to try and find something to hold against them. You see, Ecklie has always had it out for Gil, and Sara got on his bad side when she told him that the only reason he got Assistant Director is because Grissom wasn't a kiss ass. He has looked for any reason to fire her ever since." Catherine explained.

"That's great. It sounds like she has a pretty legitimate reason to be a little stressed." the doctor agreed.

They started talking about Lindsey and how she was growing when they entered the busy halls of the lab. Grissom was in his office on the phone until he seen Catherine and Dr. Gordon walking towards the crib, he instantly disconnected and met them at the door, watching to see who else noticed the out of place doctor.

"I think she is still sleeping." Grissom said quietly.

"I really should go ahead and examine her if she has been as sick as Cat says. I can give her something to help her go back to sleep when I'm done." Dr. Gordon said.

They entered the crib quietly and Grissom turned on the lights to find Sara curled into a ball with her arms wrapped around her stomach. She jerked awake and instantly grimaced in pain, closing her eyes and burying her face in the pillow to try and hide the pain from the others.

Grissom was instantly at her side. "Sara, what is it, what's wrong?" He pushed her hair back so he could see her face. She was gritting her teeth together as a tear ran from her eye.

Grissom's heart sank. He knew the signs of a miscarriage and he knew this was it. "It's okay Sara. It's going to be okay." She took his hand in one of hers and let a sob out. "God, it hurts. I am…so sorry Gil," she cried as she fought the pain.

Catherine just stared in shock and Dr. Gordon stepped forward. "Guys, I really need to examine her," she said as she knelt and took a few items from the bag.

Grissom kept a hold of Sara's hand and moved toward her head to let the doctor have her space. Catherine stepped toward Sara's head on the other side of her bed. They all stayed silent because there were no need for words. The only sound was Sara's faint sobs from the pain.

"Sara, I know it hurts, but I need you to turn over on your back and let me check you out. I can help you if you need me to." Dr. Gordon said.

Sara nodded after a second and the doctor helped her turn on her back. Sara tightened her grip on Grissom's hand and held her breath to keep herself from crying out from the pain. She closed her eyes tightly to try and block it out but nothing was working.

"Can't you give her something," Grissom begged.

"After I confirm my suspicion I will," the doctor said. She took her small ultrasound machine from her bag and turned it on. After squirting some gel on Sara's stomach she put the wand on and started to look. Her face turned from sadness to concern to shock. "She's not having a miscarriage."

Catherine and Grissom both looked up in shock. Sara rocked in pain, "Then what the hell is wrong," she cried.

Dr. Gordon continued to look on her machine. 'The baby seems to be okay, although it is in a little distress," she immediately put the ultrasound wand down and reached for her bag. "Sara, how long were you hurting before we arrived?"

Sara shook her head, "I don't know, maybe seven or eight minutes…can you…do something now?" she grimaced in pain again.

"Yes but I need to know some things before I give you this shot because it is going to knock you out. Now, is the pain constant or does it get better then worse again?" she asked.

"Both," Sara cried as she tightened her grip on Grissom's hand. "It gets better only to get worse again, but it never goes away."

"Scale of one to ten, ten being the worse, how bad has the pain been?" Dr. Gordon asked.

Sara grimaced and cried out, gripping her stomach and gritting her teeth to keep from screaming and attracting the whole lab. "I'm going with a ten," Gordon said as she jotted down notes quickly.

"Last thing, did it start instantly or did it build up over time?" the doctor asked.

Sara took a few breaths to try and fight through the pain, "My stomach has been hurting a little all day but I chalked it up to stress. I fell asleep in here and woke up to a sharp pain and then it got worse. I couldn't call for help because I couldn't move. I figured I was losing the baby so there wasn't much anyone could do anyways." She tensed again as the pain began to worsen.

"Okay, I am going to give you something to help with the pain. We can talk more when you wake up." Dr. Gordon said as she gave Sara a shot.

Grissom instantly felt Sara's grip loosen on his hand as her eyes drifted close. "What the hell is wrong?" he asked as the doctor began to run the ultrasound wand over Sara's stomach again.

Gordon stayed quiet for a minute as she studied her small screen. She took a deep breath and continued to look and examine while she slowly moved the wand back and forth. "Wow, I don't know how I missed this the first time. I guess I was just concentrating on the baby."

Grissom cleared his throat and stepped toward the doctor to look over her shoulder and see the screen of the machine. "What is it?"

"You see all these dark masses surrounding the uterus? This is all very old scar tissue. Her actual uterus looks great, and the baby is picking back up nicely. Do you know if she has ever taken any bad hits to the stomach?" The doctor continued to look at Sara's stomach while she waited on Grissom to answer.

Grissom's face turned to a look of complete horror. "Her father was abusive when she was a child. Could that be it?"

The doctor nodded slowly. "Wow, it must have gotten really bad." She continued to run the wand over Sara's stomach and shook her head, "he really done a lot of damage here. I've…never seen anything like it."

Grissom sat down slowly on the bed across from Sara, "I always thought it was just her mother." He pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes to try and stop the headache he could feel coming on.

"So what does this mean Nicole?" Catherine asked.

"It means she very possibly has a very painful road ahead. What has happened here is her uterus is starting to expand slightly and it is stretching and ripping that scar tissue. You see, scar tissue is very hard and tight and it doesn't give way easily. The older it is the harder it is. How old was she when she sustained these wounds?" Dr. Gordon asked Grissom.

He shook his head slightly, "She is very private about her past. Until now, I had no idea exactly how bad it was. Her father died when she was 12 so it had to be before then."

Catherine looked to Grissom and knew he was in shock over the discovery of Sara's past. She looked back to the doctor, "What about the baby?"

"The baby is doing great now. The heart beat is back where I want it. No more signs of distress. I want to keep a close eye on the baby from here on out but hopefully the uterus will work through the scar tissue and it will never affect the baby. If it ever stops giving way we will have to do something but, hopefully as the baby grows it will break through the tissue on its own. It will be painful for Sara but a lot safer for the baby."

"What exactly can we expect doctor?" Grissom asked. He was concerned about the baby but more so about Sara.

"That's a good question. I have seen this before but never to this extent. As the baby grows the uterus will hopefully push through the scar tissue causing it to stretch or rip. As long as that happens it will never affect the baby. It will however, be very painful for Sara. Sometimes it may just be a little pain, sometimes, this time for example, it may be excruciating. The key is to get the pain stopped before her blood pressure gets out of control and causes the baby to be in distress," the doctor finished.

Grissom looked down at Sara. She looked so peaceful for once in the last several days. This was all just too much. It seemed that they just couldn't catch a break. Things just kept going wrong and Sara being in that much pain was so hard to watch. "This is getting ridiculous. How much more can she take?" Grissom said to no one in particular. He sat down on the bed once again exasperated.

This was the worst Catherine had ever seen her boss. He never let his emotions show even in the worst type of situations. "She is strong Gil. She can do this and she has you and I to lean on along the way."

"I am going to give you a prescription for her. I don't want her to take this medicine unless the pain starts getting close to intolerable. It won't hurt the baby as long as it is taken in moderation. Tell her to use Tylenol for any minor pain and if she does have to take the stronger medicine to get somewhere and lay down because it will probably knock her out pretty quick. Keep a really close watch on her blood pressure especially when she is in pain and if it starts going up to much take the meds then as well." Dr. Gordon finished as she handed Grissom the prescription.

"Thank you," he said.

"And don't hesitate to call if you need anything or have any questions. Other than the pain she really seems to be doing great. Don't let her forget to keep taking her other medicine either. She may be just a hair on the dehydrated side so I am going to hook her up on some fluids before I leave. If she continues to vomit often call me because she may need more. The most important thing is keeping fluids down her right now," the doctor explained.

"Okay, I can remove the IV after the fluids are in if you need to go. I know you came from work so you must be tired. We are very appreciative that you have gone through so much trouble for us." Grissom told Dr. Gordon as he regained his composure.

"I'm glad to help. Anything else you need just call. Cat has my number and I will answer any time. As for the IV, I will take you up on that offer." Dr. Gordon got the IV and fluids in place and they all said their goodbyes.

Catherine walked out first and after she gave the all clear the doctor came out and Catherine walked her to her car.

Grissom stayed behind and held Sara's hand while she slept. A few minutes later the door to the crib opened and Catherine came back in. Grissom didn't even look up.

"Gil, you have got to pull yourself together. That could have been Ecklie walking through that door for all you know. The best thing for Sara right now is no more stress so we need to get control of this situation." Catherine set down beside him.

"She has been through so much. I had no idea. She never talks about it, wont talk about it. She just tries to shut everyone out of her past…" he trailed off as he put his head in his hands.

Catherine took a deep breath. "Why don't you take her home, try and get some sleep. She would probably rest better in her own bed. You look pretty rough yourself. I will call you if anything goes down."

"Catherine, have you forgotten there is a mad man after her and that may be exactly what he wants. I can't sleep even if I take her home. Some one has to stay alert and watch her back all the time." he replied.

"Talk to Jim. Tell him she is sick and you are taking her to your house to let her rest. Ask for a protective detail to set outside for a few hours." Catherine suggested.

Grissom sighed, "She will never go for that."

Catherine smiled and nodded her head, "Don't tell her."

Grissom sat thinking a moment. He knew Catherine was right. Sara and he both needed some sleep and maybe a shower and some clothes. They also needed a good meal. "I will go make the call."

"Good, I will stay with her until you get back." Catherine said. "Why don't you lock this door when you go because if someone sees her like this it will cause a lot of questions."

"Good point," Grissom agreed as he locked the door and headed for his office.

An hour later Grissom was helping Sara into their house. "Griss, I told you I can do it," Sara told him as they walked up the steps.

"Just stop being so stubborn and let me help you for once," he said.

They made their way to the bed room and changed into some comfortable sleep clothes. Sara pulled him close when they laid down and kissed him deeply.

"Mmm what was that for," he asked when she pulled back to breath.

"I have needed that all day. I need you Gil. I need to feel you holding me. I need to know there is something great still in my life. That not everything is going wrong." She pulled him over her. He wasn't sure if all of this was safe but hated to not give her what they both needed so badly.

"Sara, are you sure your up for this?" he asked as he stared into her eyes.

"Please Gil, I need this, I need you. I can handle it, I'm fine," she pulled his face to hers and he reluctantly gave in.

"Let me do the work," he told her as they slowly began to undress each other.

He was so gentle with her. All she had been able to think about ever since he told her about the scar tissue in her stomach was the memories of her young childhood. She knew he had wanted to ask but he was trying to give her the chance to tell him. She knew he had thought about it to. Right now though, she didn't want to talk, to remember. She wanted to forget. She wanted to just feel him, to not think about anything. She was so glad he understood. And finally, when the moment came, she forgot everything but him.

Two hours later he awoke feeling her stir in his arms. She was dreaming and he knew it as soon as he felt her tense. He tightened his grip and called her name softly, but she just tensed more.

"Daddy no, please," she pleaded.

"Sara, Sara wake up. It's a dream. Come back to me," Grissom said as he sat up in the bed and rubbed her arms to try and wake her.

Sara bolted upright in the bed. Her eyes were empty looking. Like she was still far away.

"Sara, look at me," Grissom took her chin and turned her toward him.

After a minute she focused on him. Her eyes instantly filling with tears. "It's okay honey, I'm here."

She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed. All the memories from her childhood flooding back. "Do you want to tell me?" he asked softly.

She shook her head, "I just want to forget. Just hold me."

He did as she asked. A few minutes later her sobs subsided and she began to pull away. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize honey." He gently tucked her hair behind her ears. He hated seeing her like this and he knew there was nothing he could do to make her hurt any less.

"I never told you the extent of the abuse because I didn't want you to see me any differently," she said trying to keep her new found composure.

"Sara, don't you trust me by now? I am not going anywhere and I could never think less of you. I just…wish you could let me in." He looked deep in her eyes to show her how much he meant what he said.

After a moment she took a deep breath. "I can't remember how old I was when the abuse started. I think I have tried so hard to block it all out that it has just all blurred together. I do, however, remember that when he would come home from work my first instinct would be to run and hide in my closet. I learned quickly though, that it would only make it worse if he had to look for me. I can remember my mother's screams. She would plead for him to leave me out of it. That to, would only make it worse."

She paused, taking a shaky breath to hold herself together, then continued. "Most of the time he would only use his fists or his feet. But there was once, he was drunk…he had hit my mother so hard it knocked her out. This only pissed him off so he picked up my softball bat. I screamed at him to stop. That is when he turned on me. I was in a corner and couldn't get away. He hit me over and over. I blocked the first few blows with my arm so he broke it. Then he started hitting me in the stomach. I don't remember much after that. I woke up in the hospital with a shattered arm, some broken ribs, a concussion, and a lot of bruises. My dad told the doctor I was playing on top of the monkey bars at home and fell, hitting the slide on my way down. He told a pretty convincing story and of course the doctor believed him. He would apologize and tell my mom and I how much he loved us and that he was going to get help. Everything would be okay until he came home drunk again."

Grissom felt his heart break and swore that if Sara's mother hadn't already killed this bastard, he would do so himself.

"That was probably the worst beating I ever sustained. Most of the other times he would just hit or stomp. He never used a bat again and I never played softball again. I learned to keep my mouth shut, knowing that I would only make things worse. I stopped fighting back and that seemed to disinterest him. He would still hit me sometimes bust mostly he would go for mom. Around a year later was when she stabbed him to death. I knew she was going to do something because I will never forget the day it happened. I remember her sitting me down and telling me how sorry she was and how much she loved me. She made me promise to never forget that." A lone tear slid down Sara's cheek and Grissom gently wiped it away.

"Grissom, I don't know if I can do this. I don't know…what I am capable of," she looked down and touched her stomach.

"We will do this together. You are nothing like him Sara. Don't ever think that," he said as he laid his hand on top of hers.

"You don't know that. You don't know how I fight it every day. I can feel it inside me. Something can set me off and it is a constant battle for me not to lose it and I am so afraid that someday I wont be able to control myself. Grissom, what if…" she trailed off but he knew what she was thinking.

"It will never happen Sara. You would have killed Ecklie more times than I can count if you were really capable of that kind of violence," he smiled trying to make her feel better.

She rolled her eyes and tried to smile a little. She knew he was trying to make her feel better but she knew he would never understand what she was saying because he couldn't feel it like she could. She knew it was there, deep down. She also knew her grandfather had beat her father so it ran in the family.

"Let's get some food. You have to be hungry, I know I am," he said as he kissed her on the forehead and helped her up.

"I will cook us something if you want to grab a shower," she told him. She really needed some time to pull herself back together and she knew he understood that.

"You sure? I don't mind helping," he replied.

"Yes, go. You will probably start to stink soon," she smiled and headed off to the kitchen.

They ate when the meal was ready and then Sara took a quick shower. Grissom checked on her every few minutes which really bothered her but she tried to not let it show. She was beginning to get irritated around the sixth time he busted into the bathroom though.

"Gil, I will be out in a minute. I am fully capable of getting dressed, brushing my teeth, and drying my hair on my own. Now go in the living room and don't come back," she said rather bluntly.

"Sorry," he quickly obeyed knowing she needed her time but he couldn't help but worry after everything the doctor had discovered.

A few minutes later she came into the living room looking a little pale. "Honey, you okay? You look like your not feeling so well," he asked as nonchalantly as possible.

"My medicine is still at the lab. I am starting to feel a little queasy." she replied as she sat down.

"Are you going to make it there or do I need to call Catherine?" he asked grabbing his phone.

She just closed her eyes and shook her head, afraid that if she tried to speak she would lose her recently eaten dinner.

Grissom dialed Catherine's number quickly and after explaining the situation disconnected quickly, "She is on her way."

Sara just nodded and continued to take deep breaths. By the time Catherine arrived, she almost had it under control but decided to take the meds anyways. They checked her blood pressure and temp and everything seemed to look good.

"Well do you feel any better than the last time I seen you?" Catherine asked.

Sara nodded and smiled weakly, "I don't remember much the last time I saw you, I think your doctor friend drugged me."

Catherine laughed, "That she did, but you definitely needed drugged. That was intense. So, no more pain since then?"

"Not yet, but from what I understand, there will be more. I am not looking forward to that. I really thought I had a high pain tolerance but I am reevaluating that assumption." Sara said.

"You actually handled it pretty well. Nicole called to check on you and said the last case she worked like that the woman wasn't near as scarred but didn't handle the pain a fourth as good as you. She said you must be one tough cookie and you won't have any problems with the labor," Catherine said.

"Good to know. We just have to make it the labor now though," Sara said seriously. "What do you say we get back to the lab and the case. They should be shipping the foster files over pretty soon. Maybe we can finally get a lead." Sara said as she stood up already feeling much better.

"Sara, are you sure you want to get in the middle of the case? Catherine and I can handle it if you want to work on something else," Grissom said immediately regretting the way it came out.

Sara took a deep breath to control her anger, "I am fully capable of doing my job and I know you, Grissom, may see me as weak and vulnerable at the moment but remember that this time, for once, I am the more qualified one to look through those files. You may know a lot about that kind of life through your research but you will never come close to what I know so do not try and protect me. Trust me, it's too late for that." Sara turned, grabbed her bag with some extra clothes, and headed out the door.

Catherine looked at Grissom, "Wow, I think I just found out who gets the last word when you guys fight."

Grissom rolled his eyes, "Every time," he admitted as he headed out the door after Sara.

A few hours later Nick, Catherine, Sara, and Grissom were gathered around the table going over the little evidence they had collected so far. "There is just nothing here to help us. I have looked at all of this over and over again. We haven't missed anything because there is nothing to miss," Nick said exhausted.

"Nick, why don't you go home and get some rest. I know you have been working this without a break and we can handle it until you get back." Grissom told him.

"Thanks Griss but I think I will just catch a nap in the crib. I want to be here in case something else goes down. Nobody messes with my girl and gets away with it. I want to be here in case I am needed," Nick smiled at Sara and gave her a wink.

"Suit yourself but make sure you get enough sleep to have fresh eyes. I don't want you working this thing half asleep," Grissom ordered.

Sara pulled her phone out and dialed Sofia's number. "Hey, have we got the second vic's foster files yet?" she asked when Sofia answered.

"I am trying to track them down now. They were supposed to be here a couple hours ago so as soon as I get my hands on them I will be there." Sofia told Sara.

"K Thanks," Sara said as she disconnected. She looked to the others and told them what Sofia had said.

"Maybe we can finally get a break," Catherine said as Warrick and Greg entered ready for work.

"Hey guys, what's up? We got a new case?" Greg asked.

"Catherine, you better get them updated, we are going to need the whole team on this. I am kicking everything else to days and swing until we have this resolved." Grissom said.

Catherine looked to Sara, "You alright with this?"

Sara nodded because she didn't trust her voice. She could feel Grissom's eyes from across the room.

Catherine filled the two in on Sara's past and updated them on the case. Sara made it through without any tears, probably because she didn't have any more to shed.

"Wow, Sara. I had no idea. I'm sorry," Greg said trying to be comforting.

"I'm fine Greg. Don't be sorry for me. I'm here and I'm fine." Sara said so strongly she surprised herself.

Catherine pulled Grissom to the side, "Don't you think we should introduce the second note into evidence? There is nothing in it that is to incriminating and the less we hold back the better."

Grissom nodded, "Good point, I will get it from my office. You let Sara know."

Sara nodded and took a few deep breaths after Catherine whispered it to her. The others just looked on curiously until Grissom walked back in.

"There was a second note mailed in to Sara here at the lab. There were no prints on the actual letter and only a postal worker and Judy's on the envelope. You may all read it but understand that this all stays just between us. Remember that I, not Ecklie, am your direct supervisor so any information that leaves here goes through me first. No exceptions. If you don't like that, please take your things and go home and you will be called when this case is over."

Everyone just looked to one another to see if anyone else would take Grissom up on his offer. "This is like my family," Warrick said, "I will take this to my grave. You have my word Sara."

"Mine too," Greg agreed still in shock.

"Me too," Nick said as he walked back in, "couldn't sleep," he said as Grissom and Catherine eyed him.

"Fine, here it is," Grissom laid the note on the table and they passed it around slowly.

Sara,

I have been watching you for a long while now. I have learned a lot about you in the past few years. Like yourself, I am a child of abuse. However, I have already started to suffer from the long term effects. It is only a matter of time before you give in to temptation as well. You have already shown the signs, like when you lost it with your superior at work and when you almost got a DUI but was saved both times by your so called supervisor. If it weren't for him, I believe you would have already went off the deep end but he keeps pulling you back away from the edge. You disgust me with your secret little fairy tale life. How long do you think you can continue with your facade now? How long until you come out of your so called closet? You are on a pretty short time line now as you know. You possibly have a few short months left before everyone learns your biggest secret. Is that enough to push you over the edge that he keeps pulling you away from? You will soon figure out that you are more like me than you think.

Talk you soon,

Your Ghost

"Wow, that was intense. He is really trying to get to you girl," Warrick said looking at Sara.

"No kidding," Greg agreed.

Nick walked over and squeezed Sara's shoulder, "Don't let this psycho get in your head Sar, we are all here for you and no matter what happens, that will never change."

Sara half smiled at him, "Thanks Nick. I know you are."

Just then the door opened and in walked Sofia and Jim, closely followed by Ecklie.

"Has there been a development?" Ecklie asked.

Sara rolled her eyes and stood. She was very uncomfortable with him knowing about anything in her life, especially her dark history. This was going to be a long night.

Well, finally there is chapter 8. I know all the medical stuff is out there but hey, that's why its called fan fiction right! Sorry it took so long to get this out, I will try to be faster in the future but with work and home life I stay pretty busy!

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