Title: A Clear Vision
Author: Evidence
Chapter: 2
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: Thank you for all the reviews especially seeing I'm so horrible about reading and reviewing stories. Hopefully soon I'll catch on all the great fiction. In this chapter we find out what's happened to Sara and Grissom.
Her eyes flickered. Some light was straining through her half-closed lids. Familiar smells began filling her nose. Fragrances of blood, oil, fire, …death. Sound traveled to her ears. It took time for her mix-upped mind to translate what it was. Someone was screaming. The words were like a foreign language, one that Sara could not figure out at the time. She tried to fully open her eyes but they wouldn't cooperate. Thoughts began coming to her brain.
Her name was Sara. Sara Sidle. She was a CSI. She was on a helicopter. She was with Grissom. She loved Grissom. Something had happened with the helicopter. They had hit something. She had been trying to say something to Grissom. What was it?
Sara felt warmness on her forehead. She prodded her hand up to the spot. Something sticky ran over her fingers. Blood. It must be blood.
She tried opening her eyes again. Pushing herself, straining, wanting to just fall asleep. But I can't, I can't sleep. Something has happened to the helicopter. It crashed… that's what happened. It crashed into a tree.
She could feel her heart beating quicker and suddenly there was great pain in her chest. Sara finally pried her eyes opened. They flickered slightly but stayed open. The scene before her began to take shape. Marie was screaming. There was a piece of the plane sticking out of her leg. Jason was nowhere in sight. Next to her Grissom laid on the floor of the copter. Blood was flowing freely from his chest. His elbow was bent in the opposite direction it should have been. Sara shifted her body to the floor and crawled with the strength she had to Grissom.
She placed her shaking fingers to his wrist and felt the beat of his heart. Her senses were becoming more fully aware, like someone waking up from a long sleep. She moved forward, her body stiff and looked into Marie's eyes. Marie was still screaming and piece of the copter's propeller was protruding out of her upper leg. Sara could see the opening now in the top of the copter. The propeller had pushed through and ran into Marie's leg and…a piece of hit was hanging directly next to where Grissom laid. Sara gulped. That would explain the blood.
Finding her voice Sara said to Marie, "I'll help you, hold on."
The screams did not subside. Sara stood up on wobbly legs and looked into the cockpit where Pete had been. Now the tree trunk was pushed against smashing everything in sight, including Pete. Sara closed her eyes briefly. You can't lose it, they need you now. You're okay, you can do this. It was the type of manta she used frequently in her job.
Sara noticed then that the copter's door was missing. Great gusts of wind were coming in, shaking the small aircraft. Carefully she moved to the open space and looked out. Jason was lying on the ground with the door, dead. They were suspended on a branch of the huge tree, about 20 feet in the air. The helicopter would not stay like this for long, soon it would be on the ground in a million pieces and Sara needed to make sure they were no longer in it. She could manage the climb down the tree; there were enough sturdy branches. But how was she to get Grissom and Marie down? She would have to try to carry them.
Which one first to take. Marie was the most critically injured but there was Grissom…how could she leave Grissom? What would he do? She thought. Leave me up here if our roles were reversed. Not because he didn't care about me but because he would follow procedure.
Sara looked at Marie. "We are in a tree, Marie can you hear me?" The screaming subsided. "I have to carry you down." Sara put her arm around the woman's back and pulled her forward. Luckily the copter blade was only attached to her leg. Careful not to hit it and cause more damage, Sara heaved the woman over her shoulder. Marie was about 6 inches shorter than Sara and had a small figure. Sara moved out of the copter and to the first branch.
The task was time consuming and painful. From one branch to another like a monkey. Like a monkey carrying a heavy load. Sara didn't know how she was going to get Grissom down.
Slowly letting Marie to the green ground, Sara looked up at the helicopter beginning to wobble in the trees. "Grissom…" she spoke in slow horror. "I'll be back,' she said to Marie but the woman was in too much pain to care.
Sara reached for a branch of the tree and pulled herself up. Her stomach jostled with a sharp pain. Damn! She pulled herself up higher in the tree. The helicopter was shifting from the strong winds barrowing through it. Sara was holding on with her own might, afraid that the wind would soon place her on the ground. She reached the copter and jumped inside. The aircraft lurched. Sara quickly ran to Grissom and grabbed under his arms. Somehow she was able to pull him to the place where the copter door had been.
"Hold on," she said, looking out to the tree, planning her next move.
"Sara…" she heard him choke, his eyes opening slowly.
The wind bombarded them once more and before Sara could figure out what to the do the helicopter was falling- with them in it.
To be continued…