Crisis Mode
Spoilers: Living Doll and other episodes are fair game.
While Sara is still in a coma, she still has visitors from both real time and in her subconscious. One visitor in particular continues to irk Sara.
A/N: I am in no way a GSR shipper, but a proud Snickers (or NSR) shipper. This will start off as GSR, but it will most likely end up as a Snickers story. By the way, this was a challenge that was too sweet to pass up.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of CSI, but I would love to own Warrick and Nick. If I did own them, Nick and Sara would be hooked, hitched and already have at least two kids. I only own my original characters.
More Visitors
"Greg, did you just eavesdrop in on my conversation?" Brass asked.
"I didn't know Sara is your daughter," Greg nervously. "Did you ask Wendy to compare your DNA to Sara's?"
"No, I had a friend in an independent lab that owes me a favor. So I took a cup Sara used and disposed of in the trash. As a result, we have thirteen alleles in common. Greg, don't tell anyone until it is necessary, not even Nicky. This is between you, Sara and me."
"I promise and your secret is safe with me."
"Now, go visit my daughter."
As Brass left the room, Greg entered it and was disturbed by the site. He couldn't get over seeing the woman he had a crush on like this.
"Sara, it's me, Greg," the youngest CSI said. "I can't believe you are suffering like this. If I had things my way, Natalie Davis would get the death penalty. However, I would settle for a lifetime commitment at that insane asylum."
Tears started to stream from Greg's eyes. He rarely cried, but seeing his friend lying in a hospital bed made him lose it. In a way he was glad that Natalie was at the police station. If she was in Sara's room with them, he would have loved to strangle the lunatic.
"You have been a good mentor when I was learning to be a CSI. I am especially grateful for all that you had done for me. Do you remember that day when I passed my final proficiency exam? That was one of the most surprising days of my life. You always had my back.
"When I was beaten up by Pig and his Piglets, you stayed with me. I remember you sat next to me in the ambulance and you held my hand until we got to the emergency room. You were the one that visited me the most. I will stay here until someone relieves me."
Inside Sara's Subconscious
Sara walked around feeling the tranquility that her subconscious offered her. She smiled as she saw a gorgeous butterfly fluttering a botanical wilderness. Nothing could ruin her sense of calmness and joy. Unfortunately, she saw a familiar sight that destroyed her good mood.
"Hi Sara, do you remember me?" a preteen girl asked with a smug look in her face.
"You are Hannah West," Sara hissed. "No thanks to you, we allowed your brother, a murderer, go free."
"Sara, you are such a fool," Hannah smirked. "I can't believe you and your colleagues were so fucking gullible."
"Because of you, the Las Vegas crime lab became a laughingstock. I wish I could just slap you so hard your parents and brother will feel it."
"Like you would slap an innocent child."
"I would love to throttle you, but I could never take a life."
"How many more people have to die before you get caught?"
"I don't know what you are talking about. Oh by the way, I heard about what had happened to you."
Sara was about to jump on Hannah and put her hands around the girl's neck. Sam Braun grabbed Sara by her arm.
"Sam, why did you stop me from strangling the most manipulative child in the world?" Sara asked.
"Hannah West is a bratty child, but she is not worth your anger," Sam replied. "She may have allowed a killer to go free, but karma has a way of dealing with a problem child like her. Focus on the bigger fish, if you know what I mean."
"I guess you are right. Still, I want to spank her ass for allowing her brother to get away with murder. I felt awful for Stacy's family."
Hannah walked past the pair and stuck her out at Sara. Sara immediately flew into a rage and gave the preteen a hard spanking on her little ass. She took Hannah by the arm and dragged her off to the jail for rotten kids. Sara locked door and threw the key into the stream.
"Well, she shall learn never to mess with Sara Sidle," Sam smirked.
"One of these days, she'll live to regret my next encounter," Sara beamed
Back in Sara's Room
Warrick was the next to sit at Sara's side. He was saddened and livid. He couldn't believe the woman he considered his sister was in a coma. Personally, he wanted to be at court to see Natalie get sentenced to life in prison for the murders and the assault on Sara.
"Hey Sara, it's me Warrick" he said. "I had just relieved Greg. What can I say? I remember when you first came to Vegas. You were investigating my whereabouts when Holly Gribbs was shot. I had placed a bet for a judge instead of shadowing her. You told me that she died on the operating table. That forced me to change my ways. I also heard that you recommended that I get fired for what I had done. However, you came around and were glad Grissom didn't take your recommendations. Sara, I don't know what I would do without you? You are my friend and sister! You're also my anchor and the reason that I didn't turn back to my old ways."
He took a tissue from the box on the table and wiped the tears that were streaming down his cheeks.
"I heard about you and Grissom being an item," he continued. "Grissom is not the guy for you, Nick is. Grissom cares more about his creepy crawlies than any girl. Nick is a caring guy who would love you for you. Think about it when you wake up."
Without warning, Warrick was kicked out of the room by a team of doctors and nurses. He didn't know what happened to Sara, but he hoped he didn't kill her.
TBC
