1 I decided to stop playing evil author and put this up. I've kept you in
suspense long enough.
2 Chapter 15
"Get me a crash cart!" Dr. Mahon yelled, he turned to Grissom and Catherine. "I'm sorry but you two will have to leave the room. Turn that sound off! Where is that cart?"
Grissom and Catherine backed out of the room as a new nurse rolled the crash cart in.
Sara felt like she was floating. All the pain was gone from her body. She looked around and saw that she was in a tunnel with lights swirling all around her.
"Hello, Sara," someone said from behind her. Sara spun around her to see a very, very handsome man.
"Joe?" she asked, tears filling her eyes.
The man smiled and nodded. Sara went to hug him but he stopped her.
"Joe, you're dead," Sara said, confused.
"I know," Joe said. Sara noticed that he was dressed in all black.
"Does that mean that I am, you know, dead?" Sara asked.
"Yes and no," he said.
"What does that mean?" Sara demanded.
"Nothing now," he said.
"I've missed you so much," she said.
"I know. I always see you. As much as I hate to say this, you have to move on, to find another. He's there, somewhere," Joe told her seriously.
"I don't want another," Sara said, pouting.
"You need one. You have to move on with your life," he said. "I can only give you one thing."
"What?" Sara asked.
He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead.
"Sara, I am granting you a gift; the gift of life. Be sure to use it well," Joe said.
"I don't understand," Sara said.
Joe sighed, smiled, and looked at Sara. He took her face into his hands and kissed her lips, he pulled away just enough to speak.
"Sara Sidle, it is not your time to die," he said.
He kissed her again. As they kissed, Sara felt something pulling her back.
"Clear!" Dr. Mahon ordered.
It had been almost three minutes. Her time was almost up. All Dr. Mahon could think about was reviving her. Just before he could shock her again, the heart monitor started to beep; she was back. Dr. Mahon sighed and thanked God. The doctors and nurses all breathed sighs of relief and smiled at the unconscious woman in the bed.
Dr. Mahon walked solemnly out of the room to give the news to her friends. When Grissom saw Dr. Mahon's face, his heart skipped a beat.
"Well?" he asked, keeping his voice as steady as he could. Catherine looked panicked.
"We got her back," Dr. Mahon said, he smiled at them.
"Thank God," Catherine said. Catherine hugged Grissom, who looked surprised for a moment and then hugged her back.
"Can we see her?" Grissom asked, breaking the hug. Catherine looked a little embarrassed about it.
"I can't stop you," Dr. Mahon said, gesturing to the door.
Grissom and Catherine quickly walked into the room, looking at the unconscious Sara.
"She looks peaceful," Catherine said, tears of happiness in her eyes.
"And alive," Grissom said. Breaking the moment, someone's beeper went off.
"Mine," Catherine said. "Lindsey."
"Go, I'll stay here," Grissom said to her.
"Are you sure?" Catherine asked. Grissom only nodded.
"Ok," Catherine said. She paused once and left the room, taking Grissom's car keys with her.
Grissom pulled a chair up to Sara's bed. He checked his watch for the time. "8:30 am," his watch read. He was usually asleep by now. Grissom took Sara's hand in his own and gave it a small squeeze, he thought he felt her squeeze back. Grissom looked at her and smiled. He held her hand and watched her sleep.
"This the hospital?" Warrick asked Nick.
"That's what Catherine said," Nick replied.
The two men had just dropped the evidence from Sara's apartment at the lab and were coming to visit her at the hospital. They were completely oblivious to her close encounter with death.
"Room A-36," Nick said as they parked the car.
"Oh, those are private rooms," Warrick said.
"Do you think Griss will still be here?" Nick asked.
"Does a father ever leave his sick daughter?" Warrick asked, using the comparison to the two's relationship.
"True," Nick said.
The two walked into the hospital.
"Wait," Warrick said. He walked into the hotel gift shop and came out a few minutes later with a small plant.
"That's a good idea," Nick said.
"Thank you," Warrick said. "This way," he said, pointing towards the hallway where Sara's room was.
"And you know your way around here how?" Nick asked.
"Experience," Warrick said.
Nick didn't push it.
The two entered Sara's room to see both Sara and Grissom asleep. Sara was sleeping peacefully in the normal hospital-sleeping position. Grissom was holding her hand. He was sitting in a chair but his head and other arm were lying limply on the bed.
Nick and Warrick chuckled.
"Catherine's going to love this one," Nick said.
"Yeah," Warrick said.
Warrick walked over to Grissom and put his hand on Grissom's shoulder. Grissom woke up immediately.
"What? Did I fall asleep? Did something happen?" he asked.
"Yeah, you fell asleep," Nick said.
"Did you finish processing the scene?" Grissom asked with an accusing tone.
"And turned the evidence over to the lab," Nick confirmed. "Give us some credit, Griss. You are the one who trained us."
"True," Grissom said. "I just need some coffee.
"Here," Warrick said, handing him a cup.
"How did you?" Grissom started.
"You don't want to know," Warrick said.
"Grissom," a soft, female voice said.
The three men looked down to see that Sara was awake.
"I'll go get a doctor," Nick said, nudging Warrick to follow him.
"Hey," Grissom said, turning his chair to look at her. "How are you?"
"I saw him," Sara said.
"Who?" Grissom asked.
"Joe," Sara said. "He made me come back."
Warrick, who was standing in the doorway, gave Grissom a look. Grissom gave him one back that said 'tell you later.'
"I'm so tired, Grissom," Sara said.
Grissom stoked her forehead softly.
"Go to sleep, Sara," he said. "Just go to sleep."
"Ok," Sara said quietly, she closed her eyes and fell back asleep.
Dr. Mahon came running into the room with Nick.
"She fell back asleep?" he asked.
Grissom nodded.
"Great," he said. Dr. Mahon left the room.
Nick looked at Sara, "she looks like a child," he said. "I always forget how people look so sweet and innocent when they sleep."
Grissom placed Sara's hand onto the sheet that covered her and stood up.
"Who's Joe?" Warrick asked.
"Sara's fiancee. He was murdered by his father six years ago," Grissom said.
"Sara had a fiancee?" Nick asked, amazed.
"Yes, she has never really gotten over him. Nice man, though. They were very good for each other," Grissom said approvingly.
"You mean Sara was not like she is now," Nick said.
"You would never had recognized her," Grissom said. "After he died, she closed herself off from the world. It's her way of dealing with it. She has actually gotten much better," Grissom said.
"Ok, everybody out!" Dr. Mahon ordered, coming into the room. He turned to Grissom. "Has she woken up again?" he asked.
Grissom only shook his head.
"Okay," he said, marking something down. "Now out! This is as much for your own good as hers," he said, shooing them out of the room. After he had gotten them out of the room, he proceeded to check Sara's vital signs.
"I like him," Nick told Grissom.
"So do I," Grissom admitted.
The three men walked out of the hospital.
"Um, where's my car?" Grissom asked.
"Catherine borrowed it, she'll give it back tonight," Nick said.
"Oh," Grissom said. "Oh yeah, she took it."
"That would explain how she's borrowing it," Warrick said.
Grissom gave him a look and the three got into Nick's car to drive to the CSI.
"Griss, it was sweet of you to stay with Sara," Nick said.
"She died," Grissom said.
"What? But she was alive in there," Warrick said.
"She flat-lined in the hospital and was clinically dead for almost three minutes," Grissom said.
With that news, the car fell silent. The three drove in silence until they where about a block from the CSI.
"She died," Warrick said, amazed. "I wonder if she had one of those near death experiences."
"Warrick, those are entirely unscientific," Grissom said sharply.
"Hey, when she woke up she started talking about seeing her dead fiancee," Warrick pointed out.
"It could have been a dream," Grissom said.
"Hey, first of all, you can't dream when you're clinically dead. Second, we can determine in near death experiences later. Third, we're here," Nick said, stopping the argument that was about to start. "Grissom, don't get out. You're going home."
"Excuse me," Grissom said. Warrick quickly got out of the car to get his own and go home.
"You can't help Sara if you're falling asleep. Besides, if I don't take you home, Catherine will have my head," Nick said.
"That would be Catherine," Grissom muttered.
"Grissom, where exactly do you live?" Nick asked.
Grissom laughed and said, "just drive, I'll direct you."
"Thanks," Nick said. The two drove in silence for a few minutes.
"What did you get from Sara's apartment?" Grissom asked.
"The ordinary," Nick said. "This guy was surprisingly sloppy this time. Have you gotten a minute-by-minute account from Sara yet."
"Surprisingly, no," Grissom said. "She doesn't seem to want to talk. And when she does, she seems to be leaving things out, a lot of things, even some big ones."
"She'll tell you or one of us when she feels like it. For all we know, he could have locked her in a room and ignored her," Nick said.
"That's it. We don't know anything. I just hope that's what happened," Grissom said. "This is it."
"Catherine will pick you up around 5:30. Get some sleep. It's an order from her," Nick said.
"I have a feeling I am going to follow them," Grissom said.
Grissom got out of the car and walked into his apartment, shutting the door behind him. He walked over to his bookshelf and pulled out a photo album. He opened it to a picture of Sara and Joe at graduation, just days before he died. The two were smiling and happy. A large ring was gleaming on Sara's finger. Grissom had investigated Joe's death and solved it. A tear ran down his face as he put the book back. Sara had changed so much. She used to be free, young, and innocent. Now Sara was turning into a replica of himself. That was the last thing he wanted and needed. Grissom went to bed and fell asleep quickly.
2 Chapter 15
"Get me a crash cart!" Dr. Mahon yelled, he turned to Grissom and Catherine. "I'm sorry but you two will have to leave the room. Turn that sound off! Where is that cart?"
Grissom and Catherine backed out of the room as a new nurse rolled the crash cart in.
Sara felt like she was floating. All the pain was gone from her body. She looked around and saw that she was in a tunnel with lights swirling all around her.
"Hello, Sara," someone said from behind her. Sara spun around her to see a very, very handsome man.
"Joe?" she asked, tears filling her eyes.
The man smiled and nodded. Sara went to hug him but he stopped her.
"Joe, you're dead," Sara said, confused.
"I know," Joe said. Sara noticed that he was dressed in all black.
"Does that mean that I am, you know, dead?" Sara asked.
"Yes and no," he said.
"What does that mean?" Sara demanded.
"Nothing now," he said.
"I've missed you so much," she said.
"I know. I always see you. As much as I hate to say this, you have to move on, to find another. He's there, somewhere," Joe told her seriously.
"I don't want another," Sara said, pouting.
"You need one. You have to move on with your life," he said. "I can only give you one thing."
"What?" Sara asked.
He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead.
"Sara, I am granting you a gift; the gift of life. Be sure to use it well," Joe said.
"I don't understand," Sara said.
Joe sighed, smiled, and looked at Sara. He took her face into his hands and kissed her lips, he pulled away just enough to speak.
"Sara Sidle, it is not your time to die," he said.
He kissed her again. As they kissed, Sara felt something pulling her back.
"Clear!" Dr. Mahon ordered.
It had been almost three minutes. Her time was almost up. All Dr. Mahon could think about was reviving her. Just before he could shock her again, the heart monitor started to beep; she was back. Dr. Mahon sighed and thanked God. The doctors and nurses all breathed sighs of relief and smiled at the unconscious woman in the bed.
Dr. Mahon walked solemnly out of the room to give the news to her friends. When Grissom saw Dr. Mahon's face, his heart skipped a beat.
"Well?" he asked, keeping his voice as steady as he could. Catherine looked panicked.
"We got her back," Dr. Mahon said, he smiled at them.
"Thank God," Catherine said. Catherine hugged Grissom, who looked surprised for a moment and then hugged her back.
"Can we see her?" Grissom asked, breaking the hug. Catherine looked a little embarrassed about it.
"I can't stop you," Dr. Mahon said, gesturing to the door.
Grissom and Catherine quickly walked into the room, looking at the unconscious Sara.
"She looks peaceful," Catherine said, tears of happiness in her eyes.
"And alive," Grissom said. Breaking the moment, someone's beeper went off.
"Mine," Catherine said. "Lindsey."
"Go, I'll stay here," Grissom said to her.
"Are you sure?" Catherine asked. Grissom only nodded.
"Ok," Catherine said. She paused once and left the room, taking Grissom's car keys with her.
Grissom pulled a chair up to Sara's bed. He checked his watch for the time. "8:30 am," his watch read. He was usually asleep by now. Grissom took Sara's hand in his own and gave it a small squeeze, he thought he felt her squeeze back. Grissom looked at her and smiled. He held her hand and watched her sleep.
"This the hospital?" Warrick asked Nick.
"That's what Catherine said," Nick replied.
The two men had just dropped the evidence from Sara's apartment at the lab and were coming to visit her at the hospital. They were completely oblivious to her close encounter with death.
"Room A-36," Nick said as they parked the car.
"Oh, those are private rooms," Warrick said.
"Do you think Griss will still be here?" Nick asked.
"Does a father ever leave his sick daughter?" Warrick asked, using the comparison to the two's relationship.
"True," Nick said.
The two walked into the hospital.
"Wait," Warrick said. He walked into the hotel gift shop and came out a few minutes later with a small plant.
"That's a good idea," Nick said.
"Thank you," Warrick said. "This way," he said, pointing towards the hallway where Sara's room was.
"And you know your way around here how?" Nick asked.
"Experience," Warrick said.
Nick didn't push it.
The two entered Sara's room to see both Sara and Grissom asleep. Sara was sleeping peacefully in the normal hospital-sleeping position. Grissom was holding her hand. He was sitting in a chair but his head and other arm were lying limply on the bed.
Nick and Warrick chuckled.
"Catherine's going to love this one," Nick said.
"Yeah," Warrick said.
Warrick walked over to Grissom and put his hand on Grissom's shoulder. Grissom woke up immediately.
"What? Did I fall asleep? Did something happen?" he asked.
"Yeah, you fell asleep," Nick said.
"Did you finish processing the scene?" Grissom asked with an accusing tone.
"And turned the evidence over to the lab," Nick confirmed. "Give us some credit, Griss. You are the one who trained us."
"True," Grissom said. "I just need some coffee.
"Here," Warrick said, handing him a cup.
"How did you?" Grissom started.
"You don't want to know," Warrick said.
"Grissom," a soft, female voice said.
The three men looked down to see that Sara was awake.
"I'll go get a doctor," Nick said, nudging Warrick to follow him.
"Hey," Grissom said, turning his chair to look at her. "How are you?"
"I saw him," Sara said.
"Who?" Grissom asked.
"Joe," Sara said. "He made me come back."
Warrick, who was standing in the doorway, gave Grissom a look. Grissom gave him one back that said 'tell you later.'
"I'm so tired, Grissom," Sara said.
Grissom stoked her forehead softly.
"Go to sleep, Sara," he said. "Just go to sleep."
"Ok," Sara said quietly, she closed her eyes and fell back asleep.
Dr. Mahon came running into the room with Nick.
"She fell back asleep?" he asked.
Grissom nodded.
"Great," he said. Dr. Mahon left the room.
Nick looked at Sara, "she looks like a child," he said. "I always forget how people look so sweet and innocent when they sleep."
Grissom placed Sara's hand onto the sheet that covered her and stood up.
"Who's Joe?" Warrick asked.
"Sara's fiancee. He was murdered by his father six years ago," Grissom said.
"Sara had a fiancee?" Nick asked, amazed.
"Yes, she has never really gotten over him. Nice man, though. They were very good for each other," Grissom said approvingly.
"You mean Sara was not like she is now," Nick said.
"You would never had recognized her," Grissom said. "After he died, she closed herself off from the world. It's her way of dealing with it. She has actually gotten much better," Grissom said.
"Ok, everybody out!" Dr. Mahon ordered, coming into the room. He turned to Grissom. "Has she woken up again?" he asked.
Grissom only shook his head.
"Okay," he said, marking something down. "Now out! This is as much for your own good as hers," he said, shooing them out of the room. After he had gotten them out of the room, he proceeded to check Sara's vital signs.
"I like him," Nick told Grissom.
"So do I," Grissom admitted.
The three men walked out of the hospital.
"Um, where's my car?" Grissom asked.
"Catherine borrowed it, she'll give it back tonight," Nick said.
"Oh," Grissom said. "Oh yeah, she took it."
"That would explain how she's borrowing it," Warrick said.
Grissom gave him a look and the three got into Nick's car to drive to the CSI.
"Griss, it was sweet of you to stay with Sara," Nick said.
"She died," Grissom said.
"What? But she was alive in there," Warrick said.
"She flat-lined in the hospital and was clinically dead for almost three minutes," Grissom said.
With that news, the car fell silent. The three drove in silence until they where about a block from the CSI.
"She died," Warrick said, amazed. "I wonder if she had one of those near death experiences."
"Warrick, those are entirely unscientific," Grissom said sharply.
"Hey, when she woke up she started talking about seeing her dead fiancee," Warrick pointed out.
"It could have been a dream," Grissom said.
"Hey, first of all, you can't dream when you're clinically dead. Second, we can determine in near death experiences later. Third, we're here," Nick said, stopping the argument that was about to start. "Grissom, don't get out. You're going home."
"Excuse me," Grissom said. Warrick quickly got out of the car to get his own and go home.
"You can't help Sara if you're falling asleep. Besides, if I don't take you home, Catherine will have my head," Nick said.
"That would be Catherine," Grissom muttered.
"Grissom, where exactly do you live?" Nick asked.
Grissom laughed and said, "just drive, I'll direct you."
"Thanks," Nick said. The two drove in silence for a few minutes.
"What did you get from Sara's apartment?" Grissom asked.
"The ordinary," Nick said. "This guy was surprisingly sloppy this time. Have you gotten a minute-by-minute account from Sara yet."
"Surprisingly, no," Grissom said. "She doesn't seem to want to talk. And when she does, she seems to be leaving things out, a lot of things, even some big ones."
"She'll tell you or one of us when she feels like it. For all we know, he could have locked her in a room and ignored her," Nick said.
"That's it. We don't know anything. I just hope that's what happened," Grissom said. "This is it."
"Catherine will pick you up around 5:30. Get some sleep. It's an order from her," Nick said.
"I have a feeling I am going to follow them," Grissom said.
Grissom got out of the car and walked into his apartment, shutting the door behind him. He walked over to his bookshelf and pulled out a photo album. He opened it to a picture of Sara and Joe at graduation, just days before he died. The two were smiling and happy. A large ring was gleaming on Sara's finger. Grissom had investigated Joe's death and solved it. A tear ran down his face as he put the book back. Sara had changed so much. She used to be free, young, and innocent. Now Sara was turning into a replica of himself. That was the last thing he wanted and needed. Grissom went to bed and fell asleep quickly.