Where Are You?

Chapter 9: Please Be Okay

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, only the strange thoughts running through this mind I was given.

Spoilers: Let's just say Season Seven, even though it's mainly Living Doll. This fic is my take on how the Season 8 premier will go.

Summary: Grissom is desperately trying to find Sara. Will he get there in time?

A/N: This isn't beta-ed, so all the mistakes are mine. I am only human, so there are bound to be some mistakes, but I'll try my hardest to keep the errors to a minimum.

A/N 2: The cliffhanger last chapter sucked. This chapter is very graphic, and may disturb some people. Don't read if that kind of stuff grosses you out.


...And the knife plunged into Sara's abdomen. The piece of duct tape on Sara's mouth did nothing to muffle the sound of Sara's scream. Sara turned white as a sheet and tears rolled down her cheeks. Grissom was white in shock and he started yelling for Natalie to stop. She didn't pay any attention to the frantic man, but continued to carve into Sara's abdomen. Blood gushed everywhere; the walls were bathed in it, the bed was soaked in it, blood was pooling on the floor, the sticky red liquid covered Natalie's gloved hands, and it was running down Sara's swollen belly. Sara screamed in agony and tried to get Natalie to stop.

"Natalie, please stop!" shouted Grissom, tears filling his ocean-blue eyes. "You're going to kill them both!"

"No, really?" snarled Natalie sarcastically. "Nearly done, nearly done...there! Say hello to your little girl."

Natalie was holding a bloody, wriggling infant. She set the baby down on the bed away from Sara, and watched as Sara fought to get out of the chains. She only succeeded in ripping open her wrists. Blood trickled down Sara's wrists as Natalie waved the keys to the locks on the chains in front of her face. Tears flowed down Sara's cheeks and she screamed over and over again. Grissom was screaming at Natalie as well, telling her she was cruel, cold, and crazy. Natalie just smiled maliciously and watched as Sara lost more and more blood. Natalie stood up and said, "It's taking too long. Why don't I just finish her off?"

She moved towards Sara and raised the knife, when two gunshots shattered the air. The couple looked over and saw Jim putting his gun away. They saw Natalie drop to the floor, bleed from two shots; one to the chest, one to the abdomen. Brass rushed over and took the keys from Natalie and unlocked the chains to free Grissom.

"Sara! Sara, hang in there," he said, rushing over to her. "Jim, unlock her chains."

Brass did as he was told and Sara's arms fell limply to her sides. Her eyes were becoming heavy from the amount of blood she lost. Grissom ran and got a towel and applied pressure to the wound Natalie made. Jim got Natalie to stop bleeding, but she was unconscious (like anyone cared.) Grissom got Brass to hold the towels on Sara's abdomen as he went to check on their daughter. She was having difficulty breathing, because her airways were filled with blood and mucus. Grissom gently wiped her off and – since he had the necessary equipment for childbirth – he cleared the baby's nasal cavities. How he came across this birthing kit, he could not remember, but at the time, he didn't care.

"Gil, she's going into shock," said Brass. "She wants to sleep."

"No, Sara...honey, you've got to stay with me," he said, walking over to her. "Hon, look at our little girl...isn't she beautiful?"

Sara – who was barely awake – responded, "Yes. She's...adorable. Our l-l-little angel...Kasey."

"That's right...Kasey, our daughter," said Grissom, trying to keep Sara awake.

"Kasey?" asked Brass from beside them.

"It's the n-name that we ch-ch-chose," said Sara, her eyelids drooping.

"Come on, Sara...you need to stay with me," said Grissom. "Here, hold our baby girl...come on."

Grissom sat next to Sara and helped her hold their baby. Tears filled Sara's eyes and she gave a weak smile to their daughter. Sara leaned against Grissom and said, "I'm sorry."

"No, hon, it's not your fault," said Grissom, caressing her cheek.

"I l-love you," she said. "I'm so s-sor-sorry."

Sara eyes drooped even lowed, and finally closed. Grissom gently took the baby out of Sara's arms then pleaded with Sara to wake up. Nothing worked; she was unconscious. Brass held the bloody towel firmly against Sara's gushing abdomen.

"Where is the damn ambulance?" snapped Grissom.

"They should be here soon...yes, did you hear that?" asked Brass. "Those are the sirens."

Sure enough, paramedics flooded through the house. They loaded Sara into they performed CPR of Sara, but she was unresponsive. They got an oxygen mask on her while they loaded her into the ambulance. Another ambulance was sent to retrieve Natalie. A paramedic checked over the infant, but she was in good enough health at the moment. They rushed Sara to the hospital, and Grissom rode along with his daughter. He held Sara's hand the whole time. Brass was going to tell the team what happened and then meet them at the hospital.

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Brass wandered through the halls of the lab until he reached the locker room. Everyone was there, getting ready to go out into the field. Both the under sheriff and Ecklie were with Brass...he told them about what happened first.

"Jim, what are you doing here?" asked Catherine. "Rory, Ecklie...same question."

"There's been a problem," said Brass, swallowing hard. "Something bad...Sara had to be rushed to the hospital."

"What happened?"

"Is she okay?

"Did something happen with the baby?"

"Is she hurt?"

These questions were bombarded at him. He held up his hand to stop the flow of questions.

"As you all know, Natalie is on the loose," said Jim, and he continued when they all nodded. "Well, when Sara was in the hospital right after being found under the car, she called Grissom and threatened to hurt Sara and the baby. Well, they didn't hear anything from Natalie in months, and I guess it slipped their minds'. Well, she showed up at their house tonight, and well, she hurt Sara and the baby. She chain Grissom to a chair and Sara to the bed...then she sliced Sara's stomach open and took out their baby. She was about to stab Sara when I arrived and shot her. Sara fell unconscious while the ambulance was on its way. She's on her way to Desert Palm now."

"You all may take the rest of shift off...and next shift as well," said Atwater. "Dayshift and Swingshift will cover your shift...now go visit Sara."

They didn't need telling twice. They all ran out of the room and to their cars. They arrived at the hospital twenty minutes later, and ran up to the front desk. They asked where Sara Sidle was and the receptionist answered, "She's in surgery. The waiting room is up on the third floor..."

"Thanks," Catherine called over her should as she and the rest of the group ran to the elevator.

They got to the third floor and saw Grissom pacing. They got closer and saw that he had a small bundle in his arms. He looked over when he heard the footsteps.

"Gil, how's Sara?" asked Catherine.

"I don't know...she was rushed into surgery about a half hour ago," said Grissom. "She fell unconscious shortly before the ambulance arrived and she stopped breathing shortly after blacking out."

"She'll pull through, Griss...she's a tough cookie," said Nick reassuringly. "Now, who's this beautiful little girl?"

"This is our daughter, Kasey Elizabeth," said Grissom, smiling down at his sleeping daughter. "She was, uh...born...at twelve thirteen this morning; when they weighed her, she was seven pounds even; and she's twenty and a half inches long."

"She's adorable," cooed Catherine, gently accepting the baby as Grissom handed her over.

"I know...I just wished she hadn't been born like that," said Grissom sadly. "I should've done something."

"It wasn't your fault, Griss," said Warrick firmly.

"Yeah, Natalie's just...well, I don't exactly know what, but it wasn't your fault, it was Natalie's," said Greg. "Just have some faith...she'll pull through."

Grissom said nothing, but sat down. He watched as each member of the team held Kasey and cooed over her.

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Two hours later, a surgeon walked over to them. Grissom looked up as the surgeon asked for the people waiting on Sara Sidle. Grissom stood up and walked over to her. He shook the doctor's hand and she said, "I am Doctor Taylor Hanson...I operated on Miss Sidle. She made it through surgery, but she is in a coma...she lost a lot of blood, so we're giving her a blood transfusion right now. She's in ICU and will remain there until she wakes up. She is currently stable, but we had a few complications during surgery...she stopped breathing a total of five times, and her heart stopped twice during surgery. We're going to keep an eye on her for the next few days."

"Can we see her?" asked Grissom.

"Well, technically yes, but no one can go into her room...you must stay in the viewing room," said the doctor.

"This is her fiancé," Catherine lied, "and I'm sure he'll want to stay with her so that he won't be alone when she wakes up."

Doctor Hanson thought it over and agreed. Grissom and Kasey were the only people allowed in the room; everyone else had to stay in the viewing room. Grissom rushed into Sara's room and sat down in a chair next to the bed. He held his daughter in one arm and held Sara's hand with his other. He kissed her knuckles and whispered, "Please be okay."


A/N: Okay, this wasn't a huge cliffhanger, but I guess y'all want to know what happens to Sara, don't you? Well, too bad...you'll have to wait until I post the next chapter. Let me know what you thought.