The car ride was silent. I was exceptionally thankful that Catherine was giving me a moment to think about…well stuff. Sadly, the moment didn't last too long, seeing that the ride from the church to the hotel was only about a mile and a half. The guys beat us to the hotel, and were already piled in Catherine's room by the time we got up.
"Hey, guys, how did you…"
"Get in here?" Greg answered. "Cath's room connects to ours, and seeing hers isn't occupied by three people, and you two were the last here, her room was volunteered for this fine meeting."
"Great," Catherine muttered, obviously regretting that her room had a connecting door.
"So Sara, I think there's a story that we all are anxious to hear." Warrick said, changing the topic quite smoothly.
"Yeah, there is…" There was a lengthy pause, as I sat on a chair. "Might as well get comfortable."
"You guys know that I was sick and had a surgery, and you guys know that I left. But…I didn't leave Gil or you guys, I left Vegas, and it was the biggest mistake of my life."
It was a way to start a monologue, I'm not too sure how detailed I really wanted to go. But after spending years of my life screwing up the present, the least I could do was put away the past, and move on.
"I left because I barely survived the kidnapping, and at the time, I was…pregnant."
Of course, there were the dropped jaws in surprise, and the shocked faces. And I could have sworn the question would come up, but it didn't. They remained silent, and let me finish my story.
"I…couldn't risk harming my child again, so I left, thinking that the dangers would stay in Vegas while I ran. But, it didn't save her. I couldn't save her. She died the day she was born, and after that, I went under the knife. Grissom came, though barely, and like a fool, I let him leave. The next 2 years, I spent trying to forget the past. Then, 2 years ago, I met Scott, and you know what's happened up to there."
It was abbreviated. Of course, I left out the details as to why I let him leave and so forth, but it worked.
"Sara…" Nick tried to say something, but was at a loss for words.
"Thanks for coming guys. It means a lot to me. I just hope you didn't mind the waste of a day."
"It was no waste, do you know how long it's been since we've seen you?" Greg asked rhetorically.
"Approximately 4 years…"
"Too long." He said matter of fact like.
"So…what's your plan now?" Nick finally found his words.
"Well, seeing I don't have a place because I was living with Scott. And the only thing I really had here was clothes, I was planning on going back…to Vegas."
All four of them did a little cheer, before making plans.
"I'll go with you to Scott's so you can grab some stuff." Catherine offered, while the boys offered to make flight arrangements.
Funny, because in the hours it took to do all these things, nobody bothered to tell Grissom. Guess nobody thought about it.
A/N I know this was probably a boring chapter, but i used it to REVIEW all that's happened:P did you like my clue? haha i didn't notice it was there until i reread it :P
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