Ok, well I updated last night but when I got in bed all I could think about
was writing some more. So I decided to wake up first thing this morning
and continue.
Well I continued but now I am here a few days later trying to finish because I have had no time due to forces beyond my control. (homework, parents, yada, yada, yada)
The last chapter made me sad, but it looks like that the mood still won't get higher.
I hope you enjoy. This is the last chapter but I am thinking of doing an epilogue and see what happens to everyone.
I already have in the works another Sara/Nick, I am just having a hard time trying to get to where I want to go. (If that makes any sense)
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Chapter 8: The Love that Doesn't Conquer
No one knew what to expect.
But everyone had the fear.
What if they were too late?
What if the others would be gone?
Then the only ones Surviving
Would be none of them at all.
Grissom sat there driving
Down the Vegas road.
Thinking 'I only hope this doesn't end,
Where none of us have gone'
Warrick sat beside him.
Ridged and pale in the face.
Gripping tightly the handle beside him,
Listening to Catherine's silent tears.
Tears that they all felt,
Although some might never share.
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They pulled up to Greg's house and saw Nick's car. All of them got out and walked up to the door.
Suddenly they heard a shot ring from inside, and they all brought out their guns.
Warrick kicked open the door. Then they rushed in.
"Look!" Catherine pointed to the floor.
There was a trail of blood that went down the hall. Grissom followed it. Not far behind were Warrick and Catherine.
They came to a door. Grissom looked at his team. Then he turned the knob.
They found a room only lit by a candle. Nick was in the middle hunched over some thing.
Nick didn't realize that the other CSI's were there. All he saw was Sara's eyes.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. She reached up to his face.
"Nick I love..."
Sara's breathing slowed, her touch on his face loosened.
"Sara, Sara?" Tears fell down Nick's cheeks.
"Nick.."
Her eyes slowly closed, and Nick felt her hand slide of his cheek and saw it fall to the floor with a little thud.
"Sara, I love you too!" He laid his head on her breast. Her heart no longer beat and her chest didn't rise and fall with each breath. His tears flowed freely.
Grissom, Warrick and Catherine realized what had just happened. None of them wanted to believe it.
They walked over to Nick.
Nick looked up and saw them. Tears were in their eyes, even Grissom's.
"Warrick call 911."
Warrick didn't move. He couldn't break away his focus from Sara.
"Warrick!"
He jumped. "What? Oh ok."
It took him a second to take his gaze off her face, but he did and took out his cell phone.
"Hello? This is Warrick Brown...."
Nick didn't hear the rest.
"What happened Nick? Who did this?"
Nick just looked up into Grissom's face.
"Nick?"
He broke down.
"It's all my fault! She tried to save me! It's all my fault!" Nick's crying became so uncontrollable, that they couldn't understand what he was saying.
"Who did this Nicky?"
"I didn't want to believe he could do it, but it was him who took her. I trusted him!"
"Who was it Nicky?"
Nick pointed across the room at where Greg lay.
Grissom crossed the room. When he saw whom it was laying on the ground he let out a gasp.
"Grissom, what's wrong?" Catherine tried to say through her tears.
"It's...It's Greg. Nick, are you saying Greg...Greg killed Sara?"
Nick buried his face in Sara's shirt and started crying uncontrollably once again.
Catherine sunk to the floor and wrapped her arms around Nick and started to cry along.
Warrick got off the phone. He had watched the conversation and knew what had happened. The ambulance was coming but he knew that they wouldn't be any help.
He leaned against the wall. He let out a big sigh and tears started to roll down his face.
I wasn't long before Nick heard the sirens of the ambulances, but they seemed so distant and they didn't seem to get closer.
Everything was blurry. He felt himself being lifted off of Sara. He felt blood on his face from the wounds that the bullets caused when they went through her heart.
He didn't remember anything after they took him in the ambulance.
*A Few Days Later*
Grissom was watching over the younger CSI who was still lying unconscious in the hospital bed.
Nothing physically was wrong with Nick, but Grissom supposed that the reason he had been sleeping for a few days was because he was emotionally drained.
He walked over to the window. The Las Vegas sun was just about to set and the colors in the sky were magnificent, but he didn't care. All he could think about was what they had found a couple nights ago.
He still didn't know the whole story. No one except Nick knew what had happened that night, but only people who know what happened before Nick got there were gone.
He heard that Sara went though a lot of trauma before her death. He didn't want to believe the pain that she had to go through, but she wasn't raped. That was a good thing.
Grissom heard a noise behind him. He turned and saw Nick stirring in his bed. He walked over to his side.
Nick slowly opened his eyes
"Grissom? Where am I?"
"You're in the hospital. You have been asleep for a few days."
"What happened?"
"You fainted after they took you into the ambulance. You haven't woken since."
Nick's last memories floated back to him.
"She's gone."
Grissom nodded at him. His eyes stayed focused on the floor.
"Greg's gone too?"
"Yea,"
Nick looked out the window to avoid Grissom's eyes. Tears welled up in his own.
"Can you talk about it?"
"I dunno,"
"Nick your going to have to try."
"Ok,"
Nick gave out a sigh.
"After I hung up with you, I heard Greg walk past me and stomp up the stairs. Then, I decided to follow the trail of blood on the floor. I ended up at a door. I unlocked it and went in. She was hanging by her arms from the ceiling. It was like when we found that dummy in the trees except it was really her."
Nick choked back some tears.
"I walked over to her, she looked at me and said my name then she went unconscious. I found the release lever and let her down. When she reached the floor I went over to her. I put down her gun and she woke up. She told me something and I was about to respond when Greg walked in."
Grissom realized Nick didn't tell him what Sara said, but he didn't push it.
"He told me to kick him the gun and get away from Sara, so I did but I didn't go to far from her. I asked him why he was doing this. He told me...."
"What?"
"He had Brain Cancer."
"What?"
"That was my reaction too. I told him I was sorry but he got mad at me. He pointed his gun at me and then...then..."
A lump found its way into Nick's throat.
"Then what Nick?"
"Then, before he shot, she jumped in front of me. She took those shots for me."
Tears flowed down his face.
"Two, right through her heart. Her....her blood splattered on my face. She fell to the ground, but I couldn't help her. Greg still pointed the gun at me. He started trembling and he put the gun to his head. I tried to stop him but he didn't listen."
Grissom stared at him intently.
"Then I sat by her side until..."
He couldn't go any further. There wasn't much more to tell.
"She's gone. I didn't even get to tell her that I loved her."
Grissom was startled by the comment. Love?
"She told me she loved me, but I didn't get to tell her. She died not knowing what I felt."
Nick looked at Grissom. Grissom was looking out the window, tears in his eyes.
The next couple days, weeks, months, years would be hard on all the CSI's, but Nick knew they didn't have to live with his burden. He had to bear it alone.
Fin?
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Sorry to all whom requested this not to happen, but that's what I wrote!
Ok well the story is over but I think I am going to do an epilogue. Should I? Review and tell me! What happens to Nick and the rest? r/r!
~Jax
Well I continued but now I am here a few days later trying to finish because I have had no time due to forces beyond my control. (homework, parents, yada, yada, yada)
The last chapter made me sad, but it looks like that the mood still won't get higher.
I hope you enjoy. This is the last chapter but I am thinking of doing an epilogue and see what happens to everyone.
I already have in the works another Sara/Nick, I am just having a hard time trying to get to where I want to go. (If that makes any sense)
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Chapter 8: The Love that Doesn't Conquer
No one knew what to expect.
But everyone had the fear.
What if they were too late?
What if the others would be gone?
Then the only ones Surviving
Would be none of them at all.
Grissom sat there driving
Down the Vegas road.
Thinking 'I only hope this doesn't end,
Where none of us have gone'
Warrick sat beside him.
Ridged and pale in the face.
Gripping tightly the handle beside him,
Listening to Catherine's silent tears.
Tears that they all felt,
Although some might never share.
*~*~*~*~
They pulled up to Greg's house and saw Nick's car. All of them got out and walked up to the door.
Suddenly they heard a shot ring from inside, and they all brought out their guns.
Warrick kicked open the door. Then they rushed in.
"Look!" Catherine pointed to the floor.
There was a trail of blood that went down the hall. Grissom followed it. Not far behind were Warrick and Catherine.
They came to a door. Grissom looked at his team. Then he turned the knob.
They found a room only lit by a candle. Nick was in the middle hunched over some thing.
Nick didn't realize that the other CSI's were there. All he saw was Sara's eyes.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. She reached up to his face.
"Nick I love..."
Sara's breathing slowed, her touch on his face loosened.
"Sara, Sara?" Tears fell down Nick's cheeks.
"Nick.."
Her eyes slowly closed, and Nick felt her hand slide of his cheek and saw it fall to the floor with a little thud.
"Sara, I love you too!" He laid his head on her breast. Her heart no longer beat and her chest didn't rise and fall with each breath. His tears flowed freely.
Grissom, Warrick and Catherine realized what had just happened. None of them wanted to believe it.
They walked over to Nick.
Nick looked up and saw them. Tears were in their eyes, even Grissom's.
"Warrick call 911."
Warrick didn't move. He couldn't break away his focus from Sara.
"Warrick!"
He jumped. "What? Oh ok."
It took him a second to take his gaze off her face, but he did and took out his cell phone.
"Hello? This is Warrick Brown...."
Nick didn't hear the rest.
"What happened Nick? Who did this?"
Nick just looked up into Grissom's face.
"Nick?"
He broke down.
"It's all my fault! She tried to save me! It's all my fault!" Nick's crying became so uncontrollable, that they couldn't understand what he was saying.
"Who did this Nicky?"
"I didn't want to believe he could do it, but it was him who took her. I trusted him!"
"Who was it Nicky?"
Nick pointed across the room at where Greg lay.
Grissom crossed the room. When he saw whom it was laying on the ground he let out a gasp.
"Grissom, what's wrong?" Catherine tried to say through her tears.
"It's...It's Greg. Nick, are you saying Greg...Greg killed Sara?"
Nick buried his face in Sara's shirt and started crying uncontrollably once again.
Catherine sunk to the floor and wrapped her arms around Nick and started to cry along.
Warrick got off the phone. He had watched the conversation and knew what had happened. The ambulance was coming but he knew that they wouldn't be any help.
He leaned against the wall. He let out a big sigh and tears started to roll down his face.
I wasn't long before Nick heard the sirens of the ambulances, but they seemed so distant and they didn't seem to get closer.
Everything was blurry. He felt himself being lifted off of Sara. He felt blood on his face from the wounds that the bullets caused when they went through her heart.
He didn't remember anything after they took him in the ambulance.
*A Few Days Later*
Grissom was watching over the younger CSI who was still lying unconscious in the hospital bed.
Nothing physically was wrong with Nick, but Grissom supposed that the reason he had been sleeping for a few days was because he was emotionally drained.
He walked over to the window. The Las Vegas sun was just about to set and the colors in the sky were magnificent, but he didn't care. All he could think about was what they had found a couple nights ago.
He still didn't know the whole story. No one except Nick knew what had happened that night, but only people who know what happened before Nick got there were gone.
He heard that Sara went though a lot of trauma before her death. He didn't want to believe the pain that she had to go through, but she wasn't raped. That was a good thing.
Grissom heard a noise behind him. He turned and saw Nick stirring in his bed. He walked over to his side.
Nick slowly opened his eyes
"Grissom? Where am I?"
"You're in the hospital. You have been asleep for a few days."
"What happened?"
"You fainted after they took you into the ambulance. You haven't woken since."
Nick's last memories floated back to him.
"She's gone."
Grissom nodded at him. His eyes stayed focused on the floor.
"Greg's gone too?"
"Yea,"
Nick looked out the window to avoid Grissom's eyes. Tears welled up in his own.
"Can you talk about it?"
"I dunno,"
"Nick your going to have to try."
"Ok,"
Nick gave out a sigh.
"After I hung up with you, I heard Greg walk past me and stomp up the stairs. Then, I decided to follow the trail of blood on the floor. I ended up at a door. I unlocked it and went in. She was hanging by her arms from the ceiling. It was like when we found that dummy in the trees except it was really her."
Nick choked back some tears.
"I walked over to her, she looked at me and said my name then she went unconscious. I found the release lever and let her down. When she reached the floor I went over to her. I put down her gun and she woke up. She told me something and I was about to respond when Greg walked in."
Grissom realized Nick didn't tell him what Sara said, but he didn't push it.
"He told me to kick him the gun and get away from Sara, so I did but I didn't go to far from her. I asked him why he was doing this. He told me...."
"What?"
"He had Brain Cancer."
"What?"
"That was my reaction too. I told him I was sorry but he got mad at me. He pointed his gun at me and then...then..."
A lump found its way into Nick's throat.
"Then what Nick?"
"Then, before he shot, she jumped in front of me. She took those shots for me."
Tears flowed down his face.
"Two, right through her heart. Her....her blood splattered on my face. She fell to the ground, but I couldn't help her. Greg still pointed the gun at me. He started trembling and he put the gun to his head. I tried to stop him but he didn't listen."
Grissom stared at him intently.
"Then I sat by her side until..."
He couldn't go any further. There wasn't much more to tell.
"She's gone. I didn't even get to tell her that I loved her."
Grissom was startled by the comment. Love?
"She told me she loved me, but I didn't get to tell her. She died not knowing what I felt."
Nick looked at Grissom. Grissom was looking out the window, tears in his eyes.
The next couple days, weeks, months, years would be hard on all the CSI's, but Nick knew they didn't have to live with his burden. He had to bear it alone.
Fin?
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Sorry to all whom requested this not to happen, but that's what I wrote!
Ok well the story is over but I think I am going to do an epilogue. Should I? Review and tell me! What happens to Nick and the rest? r/r!
~Jax