Author: Evidence
Chapter: 7
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: Well this is the last chapters. Thank you for the reviews and I hope you like the ending- its kind of sugary but I like sugary when it involves G&S.
There was a ringing sound. A ringing sound in his ears. It was coming from somewhere. He tried to gather his thoughts, to wake from his slumber. Slowly his eyes opened. The room was dark. Not his bedroom, a hospital room. The ringing continued. The phone, it's the phone. Who's calling me? I must be dreaming. Still the phone was persistent.
Grissom reached over and grabbed with his hand. Pain shot up his injured arm. "Hello," he managed to choke into the phone.
There was breathing on the other end.
"Hello," he repeated.
"Grissom."
Sara? How could it be? She was unconscious, lying in a hospital bed. Nick had seen her, he had said that.
"Grissom," the voice repeated, soft and shaky but unmistakable.
"Sara? Oh, God, Sara?"
"Hey," she said seeming to catch her breath. "Are you…okay?"
He wasn't sure if she paused because she didn't want to ask or if speaking was just a struggle. "I'm okay. Nick said…you're doing okay, too."
"Yeah."
"I'll come and see you as soon as they let me." A nurse could be heard in the background telling her she needed to get off. "You have to go, that's fine, I'll see you soon."
"Grissom…I…"
He finished the thought for her. "I know I …love you, too." He heard the nurse take the phone and hang it up. He hung up his own. Pushing back into the pillow he watched the ceiling and a spider climbing on it. It was tired looking but it kept moving trying to get from one end of the room to the other. He felt like he was that spider and the relationship he had with Sara was the room. Only instead of being slow and cautious he had taken a giant leap and reached the end. Grissom never felt happier. Sara was alive, she knew how he felt.
"Come on little guy," he spoke to the spider. "You can make it, don't give up." He watched until the spider too had reached the end of the room. Then he fell asleep.
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The phone aroused him from his slumber. The pills were taking effect when he grabbed it off the receiver, he felt no pain. The room was bright with the mid- morning light. His doctor, Dr. Grant, had already checked him and told him the good news- in a few days he could check himself out of the hospital as long as he stayed with someone. Warrick had offered and he gladly took him up on his offer. While Gil Grissom was fiercely independent, he knew when he needed help.
"Hello," he said into the phone.
"Hi," the voice was stronger.
"Hi yourself. How do you feel?"
"Better. I can speak in complete sentences." He could hear a small laugh from Sara.
"Glad you can do that again, it's a prerequisite for being a CSI." He smiled wishing she could see it.
"Have you seen your doctor yet?" she asked.
"Yes, a little while ago. He told me I could leave soon." A tinge of sadness changed the meaning of his words. He would be able to leave but Sara wouldn't. Her recovery would take weeks.
"Gee, what do you like it here?" Sara laughed and chocked.
"Be careful. Your not strong enough yet to take part of any big discussions." Grissom knew Sara would read between his words so that he wouldn't have to come out and say it.
"Okay, we'll talk later about…us. Bye." She hung up but he could hear the smile in her voice.
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"Ready to go, Griss?" Warrick asked throwing Grissom's bag over his arm and putting his hands on the man's wheelchair.
"Yeah but first I have to visit Sara." He looked up at Warrick.
"Today's the day that everyone can start seeing her. Man, it's amazing she was near death but she pulled out of it. Now she is in a regular room in stable condition." Warrick shook his head. "The girl's a good luck charm, I should bring her to the Black Jack table one day."
Grissom made a grimace.
"I was just saying." Warrick cleared his throat. "Lets go see Sara."
"Her parents are going home today to fix some things at the Inn and then they'll be back once Sara is released." Grissom had talked to Sara twice a day since the crash. To think that a few weeks before he hadn't spoken to her more than a few words. My, how a tragedy puts a new spin on things.
Sara's room was private seeing she still had a risk of infection. Warrick and Grissom were given green smocks to put on. Grissom felt his heart lift as Warrick wheeled him into the room. Her color was almost back to normal and she wore a bright smile. She was sitting up in bed, waiting for him.
"Hey," she said.
Grissom smiled back.
Warrick wheeled him close to the bed. "I let you two have some privacy." He closed the door behind him.
Sara looked Grissom over- he looked good. His face was slightly drawn but color had risen in his cheeks since he entered the room. His left arm, the one with the shattered shoulder, was in a sling but his other arm was free.
Grissom held onto her hand. "You'll be out of here soon."
"I can't complain, I'm alive." And with you she thought.
"Do you feel like talking now?" Grissom asked.
Sara furrowed her brows. "About what?"
Grissom seemed surprised. "About us."
"Oh, yeah, yes, I want to talk about us. I'm sorry, my brain is a little slow lately." She grinned.
Grissom inhaled. You've already said the magical words, Gil. Now you need to put the spices in the sauce. Tell her that, that will win her over, he thought sarcastically. The image of the spider he saw a few days ago popped into his mind. "I have a story to tell you."
"A story?" Was he just being confusing or was she just not understanding, she thought.
"Just listen, it will make sense in a minute." He paused and then started. "Once there was a spider. He was a very smart spider about …things but not about other…spiders. He didn't know how to relate to them. So he went through life on his own. He got use to that. He liked his life. Then one day he meets this other spider, this female spider…"
"Hope she's not a black widow." Sara grinned.
"Would you let me finish."
"Go on."
"Anyways he meets this lady spider. She's so much like him and so different from him at the same time. He never wanted to hang around with the other spiders until he meant this spider. Now he goes through days when he can't be without her, when he doesn't feel complete."
Sara swallowed.
"He gets scared. He puts distance between them. He can't relay on someone else…something else; he's not use to that. They grow apart. Then one day a terrible thing happens. The web the spiders have built falls. He gets hurt along with his lady spider. She almost dies. He realizes then now much she means to him and how foolish he has been."
Sara felt the tears raining down on her cheeks. Grissom let go of her hand to wipe them.
"The spider realizes that pushing her away wasn't helping him, it was only hurting him more."
"What did the spider do?" Sara asked.
"He told the lady spider now he felt. He told her he loved her and couldn't live without her. He held on to her and never let her go."
"That's a great story." She couldn't stop her lips from quivering. "What happened next?"
"Well, what always happens at the end of a fairy tale? They lived happily ever after." He bent over and kissed her lips.
The end.