CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Smokinhottie

Disclaimer: I don't own any CSI characters. I do claim Shelia Hallman aka Memee. For those who are wondering she is a real person in my life.

Chapter 25

Catherine stood watching at the OR viewing window. Grissom had been in surgery for about 3 hours and still wasn't out yet. She sighed as she rubbed her neck. She was emotionally exhausted from the events of the past few hours and still felt numb and confused. Everything felt like a dream. She was in complete shock, and unable to fully take in all that had happened. At that moment, Memee walked into the waiting room and over to Catherine.

"Mrs. Willows?" She said softly. Catherine, caught off guard, jumped slightly.

"Yes ma'am?" she said uncertainly.

"My name is Shelia Hallman, but you can call me Memee. I came earlier and took your friend Sara to see Nick. I've come to bring you an update on your friends." she said as she shook Catherine's hand and handed her a coffee cup.

"It's hot chocolate. You looked like you could use some." Memee said gently.

"Yes, thank you. I think..." Catherine said as she took the cup and sipped the warm drink.

"My dear, we didn't get a chance to meet yet. You weren't here when I came and got Sara." she said and Catherine nodded.

"Yes...I was making a quick phone call. But never mind that, you said that you had and update on my friends?" Catherine said.

"Yes...as to Nick, he suffered a concussion to his temple and forehead. He also has a gunshot wound to his upper left arm and his chest has a large bruise caused by the gunshot to his chest. The one to his arm wasn't as bad as it could have been. The bullet grazed the arm just deep enough to cause heavy bleeding. He is stable, bandaged, and resting in his room. You understand?" she said gently and Catherine nodded.

"Yes ma'am...and Gil Grissom?" she said almost hesitant to hear the answer.

"Unfortunately his condition is much more complicated than Nick's. The surge on who operated on him will be able to give you more detailed diagnosis than I will. He can speak with you and answer all of your questions once he's finished. But for now I can only tell you how far they've come." she said.

"I'd appreciate any information you have." Catherine said anxiously.

"Well my dear, Mr. Grissom is currently in the OR undergoing surgery. They have removed about half of the bullets and repaired the damage. They also have all of the bleeding either stopped or under control, which boosts his chances of recovery. They had to gain control of that before they were able to do anything else. Now, do you know what type of gun he was shot with?" she asked.

"I'm not sure. None of us were in the room when he was shot. Nick may have seen the gun but I honestly don't know." she said as she shook her head and Memee nodded.

"All I can tell you is that whatever it was caused a lot of damage. He is somewhat stable at this point. Is it true that he suffered plenty of external injuries as well?" she said softly and Catherine nodded.

"Yes...um when I found him...he was pretty beat up...and there was a lot of blood." she said as she bit her lip to control her emotions.

"Well dear, he's going to be in surgery until the morning. The doctor will be able to speak with you then. Is there anything I can get for you while you wait?" she said gently. Catherine sighed and thought a moment before shaking her head.

"No thank you. You've been really helpful and I appreciate it. Thank you also for the hot chocolate." she said and Memee smiled.

"It's not a problem honey, if you change your mind and need anything, I'll be over at the nurses station. There's 2 blankets by your friend over there if you need them. I'll be by to check on you every once in awhile." she said as she smiled and left Catherine. Warrick was still a sleep and after having that hot chocolate she too was feeling sleepy. She got a blanket and tried to get as comfortable as possible as she sat in one of the chairs. As she slowly drifted off to sleep, she glanced one last time at the viewing window, and said a prayer for the man on the other side before she let sleep overtake her.