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A/N: Thank you to everyone who has been reading and reviewing! It's greatly appreciated and I love hearing your opinions! I'm VERY sorry that this has taken so long to post. I thought with summer I would be left with more time to write, but when I was bored in the classroom I would write the next chapters and now time has been getting away from me. I'm sorry this is very short, I held onto it so Icould work on it more, but I never had the chance and I wanted to post this before I go on vacation this weekend for eight days. With a three hour car ride ahead, I hope to have the next chapter finished by the time I get back home. I will also, hopefully, be updating Haunting Insanity sometime before this Saturday, I am halfway done with the chapter and I need to see what happens.
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Grissom didn't think his heart could beat any faster, nor could he run any faster to the hospital doors. It disgusted him to think that the parking lot which he was running through was the same place where his Sara had been attacked.
By the time he made it to the glass doors of the hospital, his heart was hammering in his chest, the pounding noise reaching his ears. Upon his entrance into the hospital waiting room, Catherine halted her pacing and came up beside Grissom. She placed a hand on his shoulder but Grissom brushed it off.
"Did you…" Grissom paused, attempting to catch his breath. "Did you hear anything?"
"No," Catherine said, wanting to reassure him. "She's only been in the ER for twenty minutes."
"Why didn't you stay with her?" Grissom asked, his anger rising slightly at the thought that Sara was alone.
"Gil, calm down. She'll be fine," Catherine said as she moved to lead him into the ER waiting room.
Catherine sat down in a plastic chair and waited for Grissom to do the same, but instead he stayed standing, pacing to keep himself occupied and to work off the adrenalin running through his veins from Catherine's phone call.
Catherine had no choice but to stop him in his pacing, it was at the point where it looked like he might be wearing a hole into the carpeting, and the other occupants of the waiting room didn't seem thrilled with his constant movements.
Catherine stood, taking him by the arm and leading him to a chair, positioned so they had a clear view of the double doors where the doctor would come out to report them on Sara's condition.
The question that Grissom hadn't thought of finally entered his mind.
"What happened?" His question caught Catherine by surprise; Grissom had been sitting quietly, showing no motion of speaking.
"Huh?" Catherine said.
"What happened…at the crime scene?" Grissom asked.
"Oh... We were at the scene and Sara had offered to work the body… We'd only been there maybe thirty minutes when David alerted me that something was wrong with her… I had her sit down on the floor and lean against the building. I tried to keep her conscious but she seemed to be having trouble breathing, and she collapsed, unconscious, against me. An ambulance was called…and now we're here," Catherine explained.
Grissom remained silent, processing what he had just been told, though he only had a few moments before a doctor came out.
"Gil Grissom?" the doctor asked to the waiting room. Grissom stood, followed by Catherine who was confused as to why Grissom was Sara's emergency contact. Casting a glance in his direction and a questioning eyebrow rise, Grissom didn't seem to hear her silent plea for an explanation; he was already beside the doctor.
"Family of Sara Sidle?" the doctor asked them.
"Yes," Grissom said, without missing a beat.
"If you'll follow me, please," the doctor said with a raise of his hand as he turned to head back through the double doors.
Pausing outside of a curtain, in the ER, that would lead them to Sara, the doctor turned to speak with them.
"Right now she is asleep. We put her on a mild-sedative because her heart-rate was close to dangerous levels. Could you explain to me what caused this anxiety attack?" the doctor asked.
"Catherine, you were there. Could you tell him?" Grissom asked, glancing anxiously to where Sara was hidden by the pink curtain. "Could I see her?" The doctor nodded as Catherine began to relate the events that took place a few days earlier outside of the hospital, to what caused Sara's panic attack at the crime scene.
Grissom slipped through the pink curtain to Sara. He was greeted by the sight of his Sara in a hospital bed. Besides an IV in her arm and a heart rate monitor hooked up, she looked relatively normal, pale, but normal. He came up to the head of the hospital bed, smoothing the hair away from her forehead and kissing her gently. She remained in her drug induced sleep.
The doctor entered, the curtain pushed aside.
"Mr. Grissom, could I talk to you for a moment?" Nodding, Grissom followed the doctor back through the curtain. He casted a glance in Catherine's direction and she slid through the swaying curtain to stay with Sara.
"She's going to be okay, right?" Grissom asked, tenting his fingers in front of him in concentration.
"Physically? Yes. She'll be fine. It was the stress and more than likely flashbacks brought up by the situation at the crime scene which caused the panic attack. I would like to make a suggestion concerning her mental health." Grissom nodded for the doctor to continue. "Sara has been through quite an…ordeal. And I think, to ensure her mental and emotional stability, she should talk to someone about what happened. Have her see a therapist, a counselor, or maybe go to a group therapy session or two. At least make sure that she opens up more about what she's going through. She shouldn't have anxiety attacks like this every day." Grissom nodded his head in agreement.
"I will speak with her about it once she wakes."
"Okay," the doctor said. "Now, if you'll excuse me I have some other patients to attend to, but I will be back in a few hours to check on Sara." The doctor left to go to his other patients as Grissom reentered through the curtain.
"Catherine, why don't you go back to the lab? The evidence from the scene still needs your attention."
"Sure. Are you going to stay until she wakes up?" Catherine questioned.
"Yes. I'll make sure to inform you and the guys when she does," Grissom said, moving to Sara's bedside as Catherine moved to the curtain.
"Okay, keep us posted. And tell Sara, I hope she feels better," Catherine said, and with a quick wave of her hand, she was past the curtain and hidden from view.
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