You're The Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me

Chapter 11

Author's note: I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery!

A/N Uh-oh! This is a short one, but you will get the rest of the story and GSR on Tuesday and Wednesday. :o)

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Grissom woke to the muffled sound of crying. He wasn't sure when he had drifted off. He was sure that his back was stiff and he was cold.

He looked down to find Sara fighting back tears.

"What's wrong dear?" he asked.

"Nothing."

"Is that Sara for your arm hurts?" he asked, trying to cajole an answer from her.

"No."

He hated seeing her cry.

With the possible exception of his mother, Sara was probably the strongest woman he knew. He had always admired Catherine for her strength, how she had dealt with Eddie's death and raising a strong willed teenager on her own. He admired Heather Kessler for her independence and strength of mind. But after he learned of how Sara had grown up, all she had been through, to come into adulthood as a brilliant, independent woman, she constantly amazed him.

"Come on Sara, its me, tell the truth," he asked, stroking her hair with his big hand.

"My ankle," she replied, sniffing back the tears.

"Oh honey, I know," he answered, "but there were only two painkillers in the kit. I don't have any more."

"Griss," she said, "In my kit, there is Tylenol, I always keep some in case of emergency…or triple shifts."

"Is it in the chopper?" he asked, confirming what he already knew.

"Yes," she answered, "I put it under the seat when we boarded."

"Let's get Ken back here then and I'll go get it."

Grissom folded up his jacket and placed it, pillow like, under Sara's head. He stood up, stretching his back, feeling every one of his years.

"Ken," he said in a loud whisper, "Ken I need you!"

Ken quietly appeared from the bushes.

"Hey Doc, I thought you were asleep!" Ken chuckled.

Grissom ignored his comment.

"Ken, I need to see if I can get Sara's kit out of the chopper," he advised.

"Look," Ken replied, "I've been scouting the area, let me go get it, and you stay here to keep lookout just in case. I don't think Sara will be much of a shot right now."

Grissom couldn't argue with his logic.

"I agree," he consented, "It's a silver case, under the seat where she was sitting."

"No problem Doc, I'll get it and be back in a flash," Ken smiled.

"Its Grissom, and thank you," Grissom said. He was really starting to resent the way Ken was using the term Doc. It was as if he was trying to imply that Grissom was much older than he. But he was a patient man, and he would turn the other cheek. For now.

Grissom returned to Sara, sat down and lifted her head back onto his knee.

"Ken has gone to get the kit," he informed her, "He should be back in twenty minutes or so."

"Thanks," Sara answered, snuggling in to Grissom to try and get some relief from her pain.

"Sara," he asked, "Where's your gun?"

"Holster," she replied.

"I'm going to take it out, sit up a sec and let me get it."

She lifted up and let him grab the gun out of her hip holster. Once the gun was in his hands, she lay back down and tried to get comfortable.

The night became still and silent. Grissom knew he could not doze off at this moment, so he began to think of the house that he wanted to buy, and how he and Sara were going to get out of this and have their happily ever after. They both deserved some happiness in their lives.

The stillness was broken by the sound of a gun firing in the distance.

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A/N Sorry to do that to you! Who is firing? Will Ken return? More on Tuesday!