Grissom was brought to the operating all I could was watch. A doctor approached Brass and me.
"Mr. Brass," he asked Jim.
"Yes, is he going to be alright?"
"We need to operate on him right away to save his life. You have power of attorney."
"Jim, why do have the power of attorney?"
"Honey, Gil didn't want you to worry if he was ever in this situation. He didn't want the decision to affect you. You have the right to move on with the decision," he said ignoring my protests.
"You have no right, Brass," I told him after the doctor left. I knew I hurt him by using his last name.
"Honey," he said softly and hurt at my reaction.
"No, Grissom probably had this power of attorney already planned out didn't he? Is it that he just can't trust me, or he doesn't love me?" I asked. I was judging without evidence, but I was hurt. I was a crying rambling mess.
"Sara, look at how your sounding," he said trying to reassure me it wasn't anything like that.
The doctor was coming back with papers to sign for Brass.
"Mr. Brass, we need you to sign these," he said handing it over to Brass.
"I need to go to work," I told him leaving the hospital.
"Sara!" Brass called out after me. He tried to get to me, but I was out of his sight.
I went straight to my car. I cried in my sit. Someone opened my door. It was Hank. He pulled me into his arms. I tried to resist him, but I was too tired to fight. I stayed in his arms. I let him comfort me.
"Shh, it'll be all right," he said softly to me. He let me stay in his arms as long as I needed even though it was uncomfortable for him.
"Please, let me drive you home. You're in no condition to drive," he softly told me. I let him lead me to his car to the passenger's seat. He got in the driver's seat and drove me home.
"Please don't bring me to his house," I told him crying. He knew what I meant. He knew I couldn't be were anything reminded me of Grissom.
He drove me to my apartment. He unlocked the door for me.
"Thanks, Hank. I'm sorry about earlier. I was really stressed."
"You have nothing to be sorry about. I deserved it. I know you don't forgive me for what I did so long ago, but I hope. I wish that you would give me a chance that we could be friends. Just friends," he told me.
"I have to think about it Hank."
"That's all I'm asking. I hope everything works out for you," he said sincerely.
"Thank you, Hank."
"Your welcome Sara," he said leaving.
I didn't know what to think now. Brass had come by later. I asked right away about Grissom. He told me Grissom was fine and awake and asking for me. I was so thankful to hear that. He then asked me how I got home without my car. I told him I got a ride from Hank. He started to curse under his breath.
"Sara, you need to watch out for him," he said trying to get my attention.
"No, Brass I have to watch out for you and Grissom. Hank was being sincere and truthful to me. I can't say the same for the both of you," I said in distaste.
"Sara, you need to stay away from Hank."
"Your not my father Brass as much as you think you are, you aren't," I told him.
He quickly left. I knew I hit a sore spot. I wish I could take back what I said. It was harsh.
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I left my apartment and called a cab. I needed to see Gil.
I found him awake talking with Brass. The room grew cold with tension. The room had many flowers and get well gifts. The team must have already seen him. I felt ashamed as I walked through the door.
Gil looked up right away.
"Sara," he croaked out.
"Hey Gil," I said with tears coming down my face. Why did this goddamn man make me cry so much?
Jim got out of his seat and hugged me. I told him I was sorry, and he forgave me. He left shortly after for me to talk to Gil. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed that Gil was laying on. He had his back to the board of the bed.
"How are you?" He asked me.
"I should ask you that."
He grabbed for my hand.
"I only care about you."
I pulled my hand away.
"Gilbert please stop." He was confused.
"I....." I couldn't get anything out.
"Sara what's wrong, does this have to do with the power of attorney thing. I didn't know it would affect you so much."
"Grissom," I said stopping him. He flinched.
"I don't think I can do this anymore," I told him getting off the bed.
"Sara...I don't know what you're talking about."
"You do. You just don't want to believe it. It's better this way," I told him sadly.
"No it's not." He got of his bed. I could tell it hurt him to get up. He grimaced but still came towards me. He softly caressed my cheek. I leaned into his hand. He brought me closer, and he kissed me softly at first and then with fire. I didn't hold back either. He flinched at the contact of me pulling him down to my mouth. I was about to ask him if I hurt him, but he pulled me into another breathless kiss.
"It not over Sara," he said sheepishly as he pulled back. I hugged him. He pulled me closer
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So what do you think? Am I doing ok? Well I'm going to probably bring Hank again in the story because I don't want this story to be over just yet and the reviews keep me writing. Grissom will get jealous and there might be a fight, but I'm not sure. Please Leave A Review! Please! LOL
