Chapter 5
Grissom pushes through the lab doors to the parking lot and scans the lot quickly, trying to see where Sara went, but her car was already gone. He sighs and stands stock still in front of his own car.
Jim appears at his side. "Gil, I'll handle things here. Go get Sara and make things right."
Grissom shook his head and placed his hands on the hood of his SUV. "Jim, she's not going to listen." He groans and shakes his head. "Hell, I don't blame her."
Jim watches him stand and move around his car towards the drivers door. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going home." He tells him.
After the SUV drives out of the CSI parking lot, Jim pulls out his phone and tries to get Sara on her cell, but her voicemail kicks in after only one ring. He tries her home phone, but only gets her answer machine. Looking back at the parking lot, he sighs and leaves a quick message before heading back inside. He meets up with Nick and Warrick in the hallway and instructs them to go back to their cases.
Sara drives home, not really knowing what she was going to do, but the tears still didn't stop falling. She cried and cried for what seemed like hours. As she hurried to get into her home, she locked the door and that's when she noticed the blinking red light on her answer machine.
Hesitantly, she presses play and breathes a sigh of relief when she hears Jim's voice.
"Sara, please call me."
Picking up the phone, she pushes in some number she hasn't in a long time. "Hey, how's it going?" She asks, going quiet for a second as she listens to the voice on the other end. "Joe, I need a favour." She breathes deeply.
"Anything, you know that." Joe tells her.
"I need a place to stay and a job. I will be in Frisco by tomorrow night."
"What's going on?" He inquires.
She gives him the run down that she no longer works for the LVPD and that she's coming home. Joe tells her to find out the flight times and that he'll meet her at the airport. After a few more words and goodbyes, Sara hung up to start packing what clothes she could get into one suitcase and a carry on bag.
Her phone rings, halting her movements. She listens as the machines gets it.
'Hey, This is Sara. I can't take your call right now, leave a message and I'll get back to you.'
"Sara, it's Nick. Honey, if you're there, please pick up."
Sara doesn't even flinch at the sudden sound of his voice. She walks over and turns the ringer off the phone and turns the machine volume down. After a few seconds of watching the red light, she bought her tickets and called Joe with the new information. Getting everything in order, Sara lays down, having felt sick, knowing that she will have to walk back into CSI with her final resignation.
Meanwhile, across town, Grissom walks into his home and goes straight for his migraine pills. He grabs a bottle of water and sits down on his brown leather couch. He couldn't believe what had happened and after thinking about it over and over again, his head started to thump and soon a full blown headache had settled behind his eyes.
How had things got so difficult? He kept wondering how he ever let things get so messed up. Earlier in the day, he and Sara were fine, just relaxing and talking, then a matter of hours later, his whole would had fallen apart.
He turns his head and stares at his cordless phone, debating whether he should call her. Finally, he picked up the phone and dialled her number. 'damn' he thought, getting her voicemail. Debating again, he tried her home, getting her answer machine in the process. Thinking a second while he listened to her recorded voice, he sighed before saying anything.
"Sara, please pick up the phone. I need to talk to you. I have to explain things to you-" He hangs up as his throat tightened and the tears that threatened earlier, started to fall down his pinked cheeks. The emotional war beating his barriers as he thinks of how much he has lost and how he would give anything for things to be ok again. After the pills kick in and the tears leave sticky trails, he falls asleep with one last tear breaking free.
Sara wakes up and on her way to the kitchen, she sees the blinking light. She turns up the volume, thinking that maybe Joe had called. Hearing Grissom's voice, made the tears return as she listened, the tears only got worse. The sound of his voice breaking as he spoke undid her, which she had to fight as she reached for the phone to call him back, but held herself back and quickly deleted the message.
She started walking back to the bedroom when there was a knock at the door. She stops and thinks, 'he wouldn't?' Walking towards the door she hears Jim's voice.
"Come on Sara, I know you're in there. Open up."
She stares at the door and waits. Maybe he'd go away, but she hears his voice again.
"Sara, if you don't open the door, I'll call SWAT."
Sara sighed, knowing that he was crazy enough to do something so stupid, and opens the door.
Jim sees the blood shot eyes and blotchy cheek mixed with a red nose, all from crying. He closes the door behind him and listens as Sara asks him. "What do you want, Brass?"
"You and Gil need to talk this out." He tells her.
She shakes her head. "There's nothing to talk about."
"Yeah there is, Sara. You two love each other."
"No! I don't want to ever see him again." She defiantly shouts.
Jim sighs. "Sara, you don't mean that. You're upset. When you think things through, you'll want to talk to him."
"Brass," She starts. "I don't have anything to say to Grissom, now please leave." She opens her door and waits for him to leave.
Jim shrugs. "Ok Sara, if that's how you feel. Just so you know, he sorta went off on Catherine and then left. No one has talked to him since you left."
"Yeah, whatever." She says, not believing him.
"Sara, he did." Jim stresses.
"Just go, Brass."
Jim threw his hands up. "Fine, Sara, I will go, but damnit, he needs you as much as you need him." He turns and leaves her.
Sara shuts the door quickly and turns to slide down to the floor. She places her arms on her knees and buries her head in them, crying and cursing Gil Grissom. After a full sob and more cursing, she got up and decided to go back to bed.
Hours later, her alarm clock went off and told her it was time to get up and shower before putting on some comfortable clothes. She had to make some phone calls and do some errands before she made her journey into CSI. She phoned the moving company, leaving instructions on where to take her belongings. She picked up her suitcase and bag before shutting her door and walking next door. She's always trusted the little old lady and asks if she would be ok to let the moving company in. The old lady smiled and said that she would stay there while they packed and make sure everything was ok.
Finally, she was on her way. She got into her car after loading it with a few things and thought about how she was going to avoid her co-workers when she entered the building.
Arriving at CSI, she noticed that everyone was in the lab. She got out and held her head high as she walked into the building and headed straight up to the director's office. She handed in her resignation, apologising for the sudden short notice. He nodded and told her he understood and to take care and before she left, he made sure she knew that if she needed a reference, he'd give her the best.
When she left his office, she bumped into Nick on her way out of the building.
"Sara, what's up? Why didn't you return my call?" He asks.
"I'm sorry Nicky." She hugged him.
"What was that for?" He chuckled.
She shrugged and smiled. "I'm gonna miss you so much. I'll call you and give you my new number soon."
Nick stood there, trying to process what she was saying. "Sara, where are you going?"
"I can't tell you that right now, but I will call you, promise." She hugged him again before pulling away.
Nick nodded sadly. "Take care Sar."
Sara decided that since she saw Grissom's door was close, he was in there, so she by-passed his door and headed for the break room. She looked up when she saw Jim approaching her, but she interrupted him before he could say anything. "Before you even start, I just gave the official resignation to the director."
Jim's shoulders dropped as though a weight had just been placed there. "If that's what you really want?"
She thought for a second before nodding and smiling. "Yeah, this is what I want, a new life."
"Ok kid, you need anything you know how to get hold of me." He smiled kindly.
Sara nodded. "Yeah, I know." She playfully smacks his arm and lets out a small chuckle. "I'll be in touch."
Jim watched as she turned and walked off, leaving him wondering if he would ever talk or see her again.
As Sara was on her way out the door, she saw Warrick and Catherine coming up the steps. She met Catherine's eyes as they stopped. Warrick didn't know what was going to happen and prepared himself for anything as he stayed where he was.
TBC
Grissom pushes through the lab doors to the parking lot and scans the lot quickly, trying to see where Sara went, but her car was already gone. He sighs and stands stock still in front of his own car.
Jim appears at his side. "Gil, I'll handle things here. Go get Sara and make things right."
Grissom shook his head and placed his hands on the hood of his SUV. "Jim, she's not going to listen." He groans and shakes his head. "Hell, I don't blame her."
Jim watches him stand and move around his car towards the drivers door. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going home." He tells him.
After the SUV drives out of the CSI parking lot, Jim pulls out his phone and tries to get Sara on her cell, but her voicemail kicks in after only one ring. He tries her home phone, but only gets her answer machine. Looking back at the parking lot, he sighs and leaves a quick message before heading back inside. He meets up with Nick and Warrick in the hallway and instructs them to go back to their cases.
Sara drives home, not really knowing what she was going to do, but the tears still didn't stop falling. She cried and cried for what seemed like hours. As she hurried to get into her home, she locked the door and that's when she noticed the blinking red light on her answer machine.
Hesitantly, she presses play and breathes a sigh of relief when she hears Jim's voice.
"Sara, please call me."
Picking up the phone, she pushes in some number she hasn't in a long time. "Hey, how's it going?" She asks, going quiet for a second as she listens to the voice on the other end. "Joe, I need a favour." She breathes deeply.
"Anything, you know that." Joe tells her.
"I need a place to stay and a job. I will be in Frisco by tomorrow night."
"What's going on?" He inquires.
She gives him the run down that she no longer works for the LVPD and that she's coming home. Joe tells her to find out the flight times and that he'll meet her at the airport. After a few more words and goodbyes, Sara hung up to start packing what clothes she could get into one suitcase and a carry on bag.
Her phone rings, halting her movements. She listens as the machines gets it.
'Hey, This is Sara. I can't take your call right now, leave a message and I'll get back to you.'
"Sara, it's Nick. Honey, if you're there, please pick up."
Sara doesn't even flinch at the sudden sound of his voice. She walks over and turns the ringer off the phone and turns the machine volume down. After a few seconds of watching the red light, she bought her tickets and called Joe with the new information. Getting everything in order, Sara lays down, having felt sick, knowing that she will have to walk back into CSI with her final resignation.
Meanwhile, across town, Grissom walks into his home and goes straight for his migraine pills. He grabs a bottle of water and sits down on his brown leather couch. He couldn't believe what had happened and after thinking about it over and over again, his head started to thump and soon a full blown headache had settled behind his eyes.
How had things got so difficult? He kept wondering how he ever let things get so messed up. Earlier in the day, he and Sara were fine, just relaxing and talking, then a matter of hours later, his whole would had fallen apart.
He turns his head and stares at his cordless phone, debating whether he should call her. Finally, he picked up the phone and dialled her number. 'damn' he thought, getting her voicemail. Debating again, he tried her home, getting her answer machine in the process. Thinking a second while he listened to her recorded voice, he sighed before saying anything.
"Sara, please pick up the phone. I need to talk to you. I have to explain things to you-" He hangs up as his throat tightened and the tears that threatened earlier, started to fall down his pinked cheeks. The emotional war beating his barriers as he thinks of how much he has lost and how he would give anything for things to be ok again. After the pills kick in and the tears leave sticky trails, he falls asleep with one last tear breaking free.
Sara wakes up and on her way to the kitchen, she sees the blinking light. She turns up the volume, thinking that maybe Joe had called. Hearing Grissom's voice, made the tears return as she listened, the tears only got worse. The sound of his voice breaking as he spoke undid her, which she had to fight as she reached for the phone to call him back, but held herself back and quickly deleted the message.
She started walking back to the bedroom when there was a knock at the door. She stops and thinks, 'he wouldn't?' Walking towards the door she hears Jim's voice.
"Come on Sara, I know you're in there. Open up."
She stares at the door and waits. Maybe he'd go away, but she hears his voice again.
"Sara, if you don't open the door, I'll call SWAT."
Sara sighed, knowing that he was crazy enough to do something so stupid, and opens the door.
Jim sees the blood shot eyes and blotchy cheek mixed with a red nose, all from crying. He closes the door behind him and listens as Sara asks him. "What do you want, Brass?"
"You and Gil need to talk this out." He tells her.
She shakes her head. "There's nothing to talk about."
"Yeah there is, Sara. You two love each other."
"No! I don't want to ever see him again." She defiantly shouts.
Jim sighs. "Sara, you don't mean that. You're upset. When you think things through, you'll want to talk to him."
"Brass," She starts. "I don't have anything to say to Grissom, now please leave." She opens her door and waits for him to leave.
Jim shrugs. "Ok Sara, if that's how you feel. Just so you know, he sorta went off on Catherine and then left. No one has talked to him since you left."
"Yeah, whatever." She says, not believing him.
"Sara, he did." Jim stresses.
"Just go, Brass."
Jim threw his hands up. "Fine, Sara, I will go, but damnit, he needs you as much as you need him." He turns and leaves her.
Sara shuts the door quickly and turns to slide down to the floor. She places her arms on her knees and buries her head in them, crying and cursing Gil Grissom. After a full sob and more cursing, she got up and decided to go back to bed.
Hours later, her alarm clock went off and told her it was time to get up and shower before putting on some comfortable clothes. She had to make some phone calls and do some errands before she made her journey into CSI. She phoned the moving company, leaving instructions on where to take her belongings. She picked up her suitcase and bag before shutting her door and walking next door. She's always trusted the little old lady and asks if she would be ok to let the moving company in. The old lady smiled and said that she would stay there while they packed and make sure everything was ok.
Finally, she was on her way. She got into her car after loading it with a few things and thought about how she was going to avoid her co-workers when she entered the building.
Arriving at CSI, she noticed that everyone was in the lab. She got out and held her head high as she walked into the building and headed straight up to the director's office. She handed in her resignation, apologising for the sudden short notice. He nodded and told her he understood and to take care and before she left, he made sure she knew that if she needed a reference, he'd give her the best.
When she left his office, she bumped into Nick on her way out of the building.
"Sara, what's up? Why didn't you return my call?" He asks.
"I'm sorry Nicky." She hugged him.
"What was that for?" He chuckled.
She shrugged and smiled. "I'm gonna miss you so much. I'll call you and give you my new number soon."
Nick stood there, trying to process what she was saying. "Sara, where are you going?"
"I can't tell you that right now, but I will call you, promise." She hugged him again before pulling away.
Nick nodded sadly. "Take care Sar."
Sara decided that since she saw Grissom's door was close, he was in there, so she by-passed his door and headed for the break room. She looked up when she saw Jim approaching her, but she interrupted him before he could say anything. "Before you even start, I just gave the official resignation to the director."
Jim's shoulders dropped as though a weight had just been placed there. "If that's what you really want?"
She thought for a second before nodding and smiling. "Yeah, this is what I want, a new life."
"Ok kid, you need anything you know how to get hold of me." He smiled kindly.
Sara nodded. "Yeah, I know." She playfully smacks his arm and lets out a small chuckle. "I'll be in touch."
Jim watched as she turned and walked off, leaving him wondering if he would ever talk or see her again.
As Sara was on her way out the door, she saw Warrick and Catherine coming up the steps. She met Catherine's eyes as they stopped. Warrick didn't know what was going to happen and prepared himself for anything as he stayed where he was.
TBC