Thank you for reviews on chapter 1. I hope this chapter is slightly better
than the last. The song in the last chapter was Lisa Loeb - stay for
anyone that wanted to know. Anyway I hope everyone had a great Christmas
and here's chapter 2. The song in this chapter is Greenwheel - I don't
believe.
I don't believe.
The rain lashed down against her car windscreen but she was both oblivious and unaware of it. Usually, it would have rejuvenated her heavy heart but tonight it left her weary, wanting. Wanting something that was unattainable. That something was Grissom. She'd just left his house and was driving aimlessly through Vegas, hoping to find something or someone to vent her frustrations on.
She was incredibly perturbed tonight. Grissom knew she had feelings for him and she knew he felt the same so why did he continually hold her at arms length? It puzzled her. The radio station wasn't providing a good enough outlet of breaking up the anger she felt so as she halted at a stop sign she fed a CD into the player.
I don't believe in anything
She says to me
And I don't believe that
She cares for me
And is it me that she loves
Or is it someone else
Cuz I've got to know
Before I leave
It was true. He hadn't listened to anything she'd said. He hadn't believed her when she said she wanted to be with him. She cared for him but he refused to believe it. But why? He had his reasons, obviously, but why didn't he share them with her? She could help him. But that was Grissom. He had feelings but he refused to share them with anyone. He seemed cold and heartless on the exterior and yet on the interior Sara knew there was something deep down. Something that prevented him from showing how he felt. Something that he either wouldn't or couldn't share for fear of showing an emotion or a feeling that he feared. Weakness.
Is it the warmth in her touch
Or the sweetness that's in her kiss
My heart's tellin' me
Never let go of this
Is it the look in her eyes
With a brightness that's in her smile
Walk the world for her
She couldn't walk me a mile
She couldn't walk me a mile
She'd held him close and whispered to him how much she cared for him. She'd kissed him gently on the lips but he hadn't returned her embrace, he'd left her lips lying idol on his own, not co-operating or caring whether it ended sooner or later. She'd felt neglected and stupid. Like a little school girl who'd foolishly shown her feelings only to have them discarded a minute later. She hoped that when she left he'd have cared enough to chase after her but he hadn't he'd watched her leave and then remained in his comfortable stance on the sofa, hoping she'd turn around and apologise. But she hadn't.
A tug of the heart strings was all she wanted. Maybe for him to care enough to make her stay but he hadn't. He'd called her beautiful once and tonight she'd desperately wanted him to say it again to reassure her that she wasn't diving into the deep end and making a fool of herself. But he'd remained basically silent for the duration of her visit reaffirming the doubts that she'd had throughout the evening.
She couldn't help but wonder why he'd alienated her. She listened to the lyrics intently and realised, 'she'd walk the world for him but he wouldn't walk her a mile.' Well not lately anyway. He just didn't care. He froze himself out and no one could thaw out his problems oly he could do that and that was assuming he wanted to.
The days go past
And the time slips away
It happened all so fast
I couldn't make her stay
And all the memories she left
Well, they rest in my head
Sometimes I feel
I'd be better off dead
I'd be better off dead
Time was indeed slipping away. Things were changing and Sara drastically wanted a change. Being stuck in a rut was not a situation Sara Sidle remained in for a long period of time and that time had come. She'd been offered a new job in Washington D.C as a senior CSI. A big promotion. But she didn't want to base her decision on Grissom regardless of whether it was him driving her away. She'd miss the team, obviously. They'd become more than friends they'd become family, but sometimes families need to expand and maybe, just maybe it was that time. But could she get over Grissom in time to go? The decision had to be given in a couple of days time and right now she couldn't decide one way or the other.
Is it the warmth in her touch
Or the sweetness that's in her kiss
My heart's tellin' me
Never let go of this
Is it the look in her eyes
With a brightness that's in her smile
Walk the world for her
She couldn't walk me a mile
She couldn't walk me a mile
She heard the beep long before she registered what it was. As she realised she'd just received a new text message she reached over to the passenger seat to grasp hold of her cell. As the car went over a pothole the cell dropped onto the floor of the vehicle. Sara took one last look at the road to check there were no other cars coming and reached down to retrieve the object.
It only takes mere seconds to determine the difference between life and death and as she lost control of the car and it careered off the road into a tree it was only those mere seconds that were left. Hanging in limbo, they stuck around hovering like an unwanted spectre. Frightening and yet dangerously serene, these seconds hold your destiny. Created by God and acted upon by mortals, these seconds could go one way or the other. It was either your time or it wasn't, and right now no one could speculate as to which way the life of Sara Sidle was going to go.
The only light in the car remained that of the cell, the message stating a request that now had 2 very different meanings. Stay.
Ok this was slightly depressing but at least I'm trying! Ha ha! Anyway if you R&R this I thank you in advance for taking the time. Please tell me what you think as I'd really like to know. Hoping you all have a great Christmas. Until Next time sweets . =) XX
I don't believe.
The rain lashed down against her car windscreen but she was both oblivious and unaware of it. Usually, it would have rejuvenated her heavy heart but tonight it left her weary, wanting. Wanting something that was unattainable. That something was Grissom. She'd just left his house and was driving aimlessly through Vegas, hoping to find something or someone to vent her frustrations on.
She was incredibly perturbed tonight. Grissom knew she had feelings for him and she knew he felt the same so why did he continually hold her at arms length? It puzzled her. The radio station wasn't providing a good enough outlet of breaking up the anger she felt so as she halted at a stop sign she fed a CD into the player.
I don't believe in anything
She says to me
And I don't believe that
She cares for me
And is it me that she loves
Or is it someone else
Cuz I've got to know
Before I leave
It was true. He hadn't listened to anything she'd said. He hadn't believed her when she said she wanted to be with him. She cared for him but he refused to believe it. But why? He had his reasons, obviously, but why didn't he share them with her? She could help him. But that was Grissom. He had feelings but he refused to share them with anyone. He seemed cold and heartless on the exterior and yet on the interior Sara knew there was something deep down. Something that prevented him from showing how he felt. Something that he either wouldn't or couldn't share for fear of showing an emotion or a feeling that he feared. Weakness.
Is it the warmth in her touch
Or the sweetness that's in her kiss
My heart's tellin' me
Never let go of this
Is it the look in her eyes
With a brightness that's in her smile
Walk the world for her
She couldn't walk me a mile
She couldn't walk me a mile
She'd held him close and whispered to him how much she cared for him. She'd kissed him gently on the lips but he hadn't returned her embrace, he'd left her lips lying idol on his own, not co-operating or caring whether it ended sooner or later. She'd felt neglected and stupid. Like a little school girl who'd foolishly shown her feelings only to have them discarded a minute later. She hoped that when she left he'd have cared enough to chase after her but he hadn't he'd watched her leave and then remained in his comfortable stance on the sofa, hoping she'd turn around and apologise. But she hadn't.
A tug of the heart strings was all she wanted. Maybe for him to care enough to make her stay but he hadn't. He'd called her beautiful once and tonight she'd desperately wanted him to say it again to reassure her that she wasn't diving into the deep end and making a fool of herself. But he'd remained basically silent for the duration of her visit reaffirming the doubts that she'd had throughout the evening.
She couldn't help but wonder why he'd alienated her. She listened to the lyrics intently and realised, 'she'd walk the world for him but he wouldn't walk her a mile.' Well not lately anyway. He just didn't care. He froze himself out and no one could thaw out his problems oly he could do that and that was assuming he wanted to.
The days go past
And the time slips away
It happened all so fast
I couldn't make her stay
And all the memories she left
Well, they rest in my head
Sometimes I feel
I'd be better off dead
I'd be better off dead
Time was indeed slipping away. Things were changing and Sara drastically wanted a change. Being stuck in a rut was not a situation Sara Sidle remained in for a long period of time and that time had come. She'd been offered a new job in Washington D.C as a senior CSI. A big promotion. But she didn't want to base her decision on Grissom regardless of whether it was him driving her away. She'd miss the team, obviously. They'd become more than friends they'd become family, but sometimes families need to expand and maybe, just maybe it was that time. But could she get over Grissom in time to go? The decision had to be given in a couple of days time and right now she couldn't decide one way or the other.
Is it the warmth in her touch
Or the sweetness that's in her kiss
My heart's tellin' me
Never let go of this
Is it the look in her eyes
With a brightness that's in her smile
Walk the world for her
She couldn't walk me a mile
She couldn't walk me a mile
She heard the beep long before she registered what it was. As she realised she'd just received a new text message she reached over to the passenger seat to grasp hold of her cell. As the car went over a pothole the cell dropped onto the floor of the vehicle. Sara took one last look at the road to check there were no other cars coming and reached down to retrieve the object.
It only takes mere seconds to determine the difference between life and death and as she lost control of the car and it careered off the road into a tree it was only those mere seconds that were left. Hanging in limbo, they stuck around hovering like an unwanted spectre. Frightening and yet dangerously serene, these seconds hold your destiny. Created by God and acted upon by mortals, these seconds could go one way or the other. It was either your time or it wasn't, and right now no one could speculate as to which way the life of Sara Sidle was going to go.
The only light in the car remained that of the cell, the message stating a request that now had 2 very different meanings. Stay.
Ok this was slightly depressing but at least I'm trying! Ha ha! Anyway if you R&R this I thank you in advance for taking the time. Please tell me what you think as I'd really like to know. Hoping you all have a great Christmas. Until Next time sweets . =) XX