Title: Miles To Go
Author: Midnight_Blue
E-mail: autumn_rain86@hotmail.com
Category: GSR, angst, drama
Rating: I don't know...somewhere between PG and PG-13?
Feedback: Yes, yes, yes!!! I need it like air! Let me know what ya think!
Summary: Sara clings to life in the aftermath of a robbery
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah. This show is not mine, obviously. Wish it was, but there are other people of a higher caliber able to write such an amazing show. So...if you recognize any of the characters, they're not mine.
*~*~*~*~*~*
A silence had fallen over her; an eerie kind of silence.
Everything seemed darker than it should be and she felt something she hadn't in a while: fear.
Every thought she had was coming slower and slower, her mind growing sluggish with each passing breath. Her heartbeat seemed to slow as well, and she could only wonder what that meant. She used to know...some time ago...but now...she couldn't remember anything.
A gas station...that's right. She'd been pumping gas; she'd gone inside to pay with Nick and Grissom had been waiting outside. There'd been a robbery.
She'd heard a bang and then...she couldn't remember. Something like a dull throb in her side.
She stumbled now, grasping desperately at anything solid in the darkness. She tried to form a word but all that came out was a grunt. Coldness began seeping into her body, her limbs going numb. Where was everyone?
She could hear noises...footsteps all around her. Someone grasped her hand tightly.
"Sara? Sara, it's Nick, can you hear me?"
She tried forcing her heavy eyelids open, tried fighting against the darkness that threatened to take over. Grissom. She needed to stay awake for him; to see him one last time. Vaguely, and almost imperceptibly, she squeezed Nick's hand. He took it as a sign she was still with them and she was intending to stay. Sara, however, squeezed it because that was her goodbye to him.
Suddenly, another pair of hands grabbed her, an arm slid under her shoulders and she felt a tiny bit of warmth seep into her. Maybe this wasn't the end.
She knew who it was; always had known.
"Sara, the ambulance is coming. You're going to be fine."
She could feel the liquid death pooling around her and wondered whether he really meant that or was just a very good liar.
Grissom's hand lovingly brushed a stray hair from her face.
Somehow, she found the strength to speak. "I-I know. Chalk."
She couldn't be sure, but it looked to her as though Grissom- the man without feeling- was struggling with his own emotions as his eyes misted ever so slightly at her comment.
He smiled at her; not a genuine smile, but a smile haunted with sadness and guilt. She could do nothing, however, but hope that someday, far from now, there would be a time when he would smile once again and it would be free of the scars from his past. She hoped she wouldn't become one of those scars.
Nick's hand still gripped her slack one tightly and she was eternally grateful for the two.
"N-Nick?"
The young man bent down towards her and she could see for the first time that he too had tears in his eyes.
"T-Tell Catherine and Warrick..."
He nodded, but it was a lie. He had no intention of telling them anything, for he knew she'd be around to tell them herself.
Grissom looked towards Nick and spoke, "Where's the damn ambulance?"
Nick couldn't answer and it hurt him even more.
She could feel herself slipping away now. She'd try- God knows she did; she'd tried to fight it. But the darkness began to swallow her and she wondered briefly how the team would manage to investigate the scene. They'd do it, she knew. But they were her family, and she knew, beyond a doubt, that it would be the hardest thing they'd have to do. She wanted to shield them from that, but it was beyond her control now.
She turned her head away from Nick and focused her glassy eyes up at Grissom. His right hand was soaked in her blood, trying desperately to stop the flow. His left cradled her to him like a lifeline. But the warmth started to fade and she knew it was time.
"Gris?"
He glanced down at her and his eyes were bright with emotion. He wanted to say it- had always wanted to say it.
"Sara, I'm here."
"Gris, I-I'm afraid...of-of being alone." Now was not the time for hiding behind walls. What did it matter anymore? That's what she'd always been afraid of and she needed him to know that.
Grissom breathed deeply and tried to keep his emotions in check for her. He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently, then continued stroking her cheek with his thumb, outwardly hiding the growing alarm he felt at the iciness of her skin.
"Sara, look at me. You don't have to be afraid. You never have to be afraid again b-because I'm here. I'll stay with you until the end of time, Sara and you're never going to be alone."
She smiled at him then, for she could do no more. Just before her eyes closed, she whispered, "Nicky, are y-you still there?"
He paused briefly to compose himself as his body shook with quiet sobs. "Y- yeah Sara, I'll always be here."
She closed her eyes then and spoke once more, "Good. Then I'll be fine."
*~*~*~*~*~* TBC...
Yes, I know...it's a cliffhanger. But, fear not, I will have a new chapter up within a day or two. Give me some feedback in the meantime, so I know if you're liking it so far!
Author: Midnight_Blue
E-mail: autumn_rain86@hotmail.com
Category: GSR, angst, drama
Rating: I don't know...somewhere between PG and PG-13?
Feedback: Yes, yes, yes!!! I need it like air! Let me know what ya think!
Summary: Sara clings to life in the aftermath of a robbery
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah. This show is not mine, obviously. Wish it was, but there are other people of a higher caliber able to write such an amazing show. So...if you recognize any of the characters, they're not mine.
*~*~*~*~*~*
A silence had fallen over her; an eerie kind of silence.
Everything seemed darker than it should be and she felt something she hadn't in a while: fear.
Every thought she had was coming slower and slower, her mind growing sluggish with each passing breath. Her heartbeat seemed to slow as well, and she could only wonder what that meant. She used to know...some time ago...but now...she couldn't remember anything.
A gas station...that's right. She'd been pumping gas; she'd gone inside to pay with Nick and Grissom had been waiting outside. There'd been a robbery.
She'd heard a bang and then...she couldn't remember. Something like a dull throb in her side.
She stumbled now, grasping desperately at anything solid in the darkness. She tried to form a word but all that came out was a grunt. Coldness began seeping into her body, her limbs going numb. Where was everyone?
She could hear noises...footsteps all around her. Someone grasped her hand tightly.
"Sara? Sara, it's Nick, can you hear me?"
She tried forcing her heavy eyelids open, tried fighting against the darkness that threatened to take over. Grissom. She needed to stay awake for him; to see him one last time. Vaguely, and almost imperceptibly, she squeezed Nick's hand. He took it as a sign she was still with them and she was intending to stay. Sara, however, squeezed it because that was her goodbye to him.
Suddenly, another pair of hands grabbed her, an arm slid under her shoulders and she felt a tiny bit of warmth seep into her. Maybe this wasn't the end.
She knew who it was; always had known.
"Sara, the ambulance is coming. You're going to be fine."
She could feel the liquid death pooling around her and wondered whether he really meant that or was just a very good liar.
Grissom's hand lovingly brushed a stray hair from her face.
Somehow, she found the strength to speak. "I-I know. Chalk."
She couldn't be sure, but it looked to her as though Grissom- the man without feeling- was struggling with his own emotions as his eyes misted ever so slightly at her comment.
He smiled at her; not a genuine smile, but a smile haunted with sadness and guilt. She could do nothing, however, but hope that someday, far from now, there would be a time when he would smile once again and it would be free of the scars from his past. She hoped she wouldn't become one of those scars.
Nick's hand still gripped her slack one tightly and she was eternally grateful for the two.
"N-Nick?"
The young man bent down towards her and she could see for the first time that he too had tears in his eyes.
"T-Tell Catherine and Warrick..."
He nodded, but it was a lie. He had no intention of telling them anything, for he knew she'd be around to tell them herself.
Grissom looked towards Nick and spoke, "Where's the damn ambulance?"
Nick couldn't answer and it hurt him even more.
She could feel herself slipping away now. She'd try- God knows she did; she'd tried to fight it. But the darkness began to swallow her and she wondered briefly how the team would manage to investigate the scene. They'd do it, she knew. But they were her family, and she knew, beyond a doubt, that it would be the hardest thing they'd have to do. She wanted to shield them from that, but it was beyond her control now.
She turned her head away from Nick and focused her glassy eyes up at Grissom. His right hand was soaked in her blood, trying desperately to stop the flow. His left cradled her to him like a lifeline. But the warmth started to fade and she knew it was time.
"Gris?"
He glanced down at her and his eyes were bright with emotion. He wanted to say it- had always wanted to say it.
"Sara, I'm here."
"Gris, I-I'm afraid...of-of being alone." Now was not the time for hiding behind walls. What did it matter anymore? That's what she'd always been afraid of and she needed him to know that.
Grissom breathed deeply and tried to keep his emotions in check for her. He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently, then continued stroking her cheek with his thumb, outwardly hiding the growing alarm he felt at the iciness of her skin.
"Sara, look at me. You don't have to be afraid. You never have to be afraid again b-because I'm here. I'll stay with you until the end of time, Sara and you're never going to be alone."
She smiled at him then, for she could do no more. Just before her eyes closed, she whispered, "Nicky, are y-you still there?"
He paused briefly to compose himself as his body shook with quiet sobs. "Y- yeah Sara, I'll always be here."
She closed her eyes then and spoke once more, "Good. Then I'll be fine."
*~*~*~*~*~* TBC...
Yes, I know...it's a cliffhanger. But, fear not, I will have a new chapter up within a day or two. Give me some feedback in the meantime, so I know if you're liking it so far!
