Chapter 10
Sara woke to light sounds of Grissom's mummers in his sleep. She remembered he hadn't had a nightmare in a few days and thought they might have stopped, but as she watched his head move side to side worried her. She raised her eyes to see his face. Her head still rest against his shoulder and as she turned, her nose brushed his cheek.
She tried talking to him like he does her when she's having a bad dream. "Griss, it's ok." She rubbed his cheek gently. He seemed to calm as his head leaned more on hers, which made her smile. "I'm right here. I not going anywhere."
"Promise?" He said still asleep.
She knew he was asleep and answered him. "Promise." She carefully placed a small kiss on his chin and snuggled into his neck.
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Nick and Catherine looked through the window of their room and grinned at each other. "It's becoming a bit of a habit them sharing one bed." Nick teased.
Catherine snickered. "The crash brought them closer together. I thought they would never speak to one another again after that Haviland court case."
"Yeah. I can't believe the lawyers did that. It practically broke them apart for good. I was so sure Sara was going to leave." Nick rubbed the back of his neck.
"At least they're talking now, that's what counts." Nick nodded and pushed through the door. Neither one of them moved, but Catherine noticed Grissom's head perspiring. "He's having nightmares again."
Nick looked at him with concern. "I take it there not your normal nightmares?"
Catherine used the much used, but clean cloth to wipe across his head. "Don't think so. He won't talk about them and neither will Sara." Nick couldn't help his worried face as he looked at Catherine. "I know Nicky, but it's not easy to get them talking about such things."
"Well, as long as they're talking about them. The doctor says they've been talking for hours into the night. That's got to be good." Catherine nodded and washed the cloth out.
Grissom's arms tightened around Sara and she murmured something into his ear, which he smiled at. Catherine and Nick exchanged amused looks. Sara rubbed her eyes and yawned as Grissom held her.
"Tired still Sara?" Nick asked.
She nodded and unwrapped Grissom's arms from her regrettably. She placed his hand on his lap and pushed herself back onto her bed. "Hey, how was shift?"
"Busy actually. 2 robbery's, 1 jumper, and 1 suicide." Catherine relayed coming round to sit on her bed. "How is he?" She motioned to Grissom.
Sara looked at him worriedly and clasped his right hand. "He's not sleeping well, bad dreams again."
"And you?" Nick asked.
Sara's face was that of tiredness, worry and fear. "Same. They go away then come back."
"They will honey. Just don't give up ok? We're here to help." Catherine smiled taking her hand.
"I'm gonna get some coffee and then we can talk some more." Nick offered.
"Thanks Nick." Catherine turned back to Sara and spoke to her in a hush tone. "You two seem to be getting closer." She looked at Grissom's sleeping form then back to Sara. "Making yourself comfortable and all."
Sara chuckled lightly. "Leave us alone." She said highly amused at Catherine's hidden accusation.
"Ok, but I'm happy to see you both talking at last. I'll admit I was concerned and so were the rest of us."
Sara's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why?"
"You both stopped talking to each other, flirting with each other, working together and this all happened after that actor's trial. What did they say Sara? You know you can tell me."
Sara's eyes dropped from hers. "I know, but I'd rather not talk about it all the same Cath."
"That Westcott woman was mean to all of us Sara, she hit each one of us personally. She confronted Warrick about his gambling, Nicky mislabelling evidence and grilling him about it and me about being a dancer before becoming a CSI. It was a low blow and she wanted to see how we would react and your reaction was stronger than the others." She took a deep breath and squeezed Sara's hand. "I'm not going to tell, I'm here as a friend, like always."
Sara's eyes watered but no tears fell. "She practically accused me of sleeping with Griss for favours in the work place right in front of a full court Cath, how could someone do that?"
"Oh god sweetheart." Catherine pulled her into a hug and stroke back her hair. "She was trying to get you to break down in front of them and you didn't. You were as tough as a brick wall." Catherine held her hand again. "She used your emotions to get to you, but you didn't budge Sara and yes, she had not right to use such a dirty tactic in court. The judge should have stopped her."
Sara wiped her eyes and tried to smile as Nick came back into the room carrying 2 coffees. "It's water for you guys, nurse confiscated your coffees in the hallway. I felt like I was being mugged." Nick grinned making Sara laugh. "You ok Sara?" He could tell she'd been crying.
"I'm much better thanks Nicky, so where's my drink and tell me who mugged you, I'll run them down with my wheelchair for you." Nick and Catherine burst out laughing at her mock serious face, which caved almost immediately.
"You are so noisy." Grissom said groggily.
Sara turned to him and pulled his hand to her. "Hey sleepy." She whispered.
Nick and Catherine lowered their voices and apologised. "Tell you what. We know you've got another physio session today, so we'll see you tonight before shift." Catherine suggested.
"Say hi to Greg and Warrick and send my love to Archie." Sara said as they exited the room. Sara's attention focused back on Grissom. "How did you sleep?"
"Not too good." He turned his head to her and squeezed her hand. "I'm sorry."
"What for?"
"Westcott."
"Griss."
"I wasn't listening, just overheard."
She covers her face with her other hand. "You weren't suppose to be awake Griss."
"Hey, you told the truth."
"No I didn't." Grissom's eyes opened and looked at her bowed head. "She asked me about the Renteria's case and she said they had a witness."
"Witness to what?" He was confused and then his eye's widened. "Outside?" Sara nodded. "The chalk from plastering?" She shook her head. "There wasn't any chalk?"
"There was just not on your face." Grissom smiled and kissed her hand. Sara turned to him with tears brimming her eyes again. "Griss?"
"It doesn't matter anymore. It's in the past and behind us. It's forgotten."
"It's on record."
"So, the case went through the legal system and nothing has come back to us."
"I know, but." Sara stopped talking not knowing where else to go with this topic. It maybe in the past, but it still upset her.
Sara woke to light sounds of Grissom's mummers in his sleep. She remembered he hadn't had a nightmare in a few days and thought they might have stopped, but as she watched his head move side to side worried her. She raised her eyes to see his face. Her head still rest against his shoulder and as she turned, her nose brushed his cheek.
She tried talking to him like he does her when she's having a bad dream. "Griss, it's ok." She rubbed his cheek gently. He seemed to calm as his head leaned more on hers, which made her smile. "I'm right here. I not going anywhere."
"Promise?" He said still asleep.
She knew he was asleep and answered him. "Promise." She carefully placed a small kiss on his chin and snuggled into his neck.
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Nick and Catherine looked through the window of their room and grinned at each other. "It's becoming a bit of a habit them sharing one bed." Nick teased.
Catherine snickered. "The crash brought them closer together. I thought they would never speak to one another again after that Haviland court case."
"Yeah. I can't believe the lawyers did that. It practically broke them apart for good. I was so sure Sara was going to leave." Nick rubbed the back of his neck.
"At least they're talking now, that's what counts." Nick nodded and pushed through the door. Neither one of them moved, but Catherine noticed Grissom's head perspiring. "He's having nightmares again."
Nick looked at him with concern. "I take it there not your normal nightmares?"
Catherine used the much used, but clean cloth to wipe across his head. "Don't think so. He won't talk about them and neither will Sara." Nick couldn't help his worried face as he looked at Catherine. "I know Nicky, but it's not easy to get them talking about such things."
"Well, as long as they're talking about them. The doctor says they've been talking for hours into the night. That's got to be good." Catherine nodded and washed the cloth out.
Grissom's arms tightened around Sara and she murmured something into his ear, which he smiled at. Catherine and Nick exchanged amused looks. Sara rubbed her eyes and yawned as Grissom held her.
"Tired still Sara?" Nick asked.
She nodded and unwrapped Grissom's arms from her regrettably. She placed his hand on his lap and pushed herself back onto her bed. "Hey, how was shift?"
"Busy actually. 2 robbery's, 1 jumper, and 1 suicide." Catherine relayed coming round to sit on her bed. "How is he?" She motioned to Grissom.
Sara looked at him worriedly and clasped his right hand. "He's not sleeping well, bad dreams again."
"And you?" Nick asked.
Sara's face was that of tiredness, worry and fear. "Same. They go away then come back."
"They will honey. Just don't give up ok? We're here to help." Catherine smiled taking her hand.
"I'm gonna get some coffee and then we can talk some more." Nick offered.
"Thanks Nick." Catherine turned back to Sara and spoke to her in a hush tone. "You two seem to be getting closer." She looked at Grissom's sleeping form then back to Sara. "Making yourself comfortable and all."
Sara chuckled lightly. "Leave us alone." She said highly amused at Catherine's hidden accusation.
"Ok, but I'm happy to see you both talking at last. I'll admit I was concerned and so were the rest of us."
Sara's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why?"
"You both stopped talking to each other, flirting with each other, working together and this all happened after that actor's trial. What did they say Sara? You know you can tell me."
Sara's eyes dropped from hers. "I know, but I'd rather not talk about it all the same Cath."
"That Westcott woman was mean to all of us Sara, she hit each one of us personally. She confronted Warrick about his gambling, Nicky mislabelling evidence and grilling him about it and me about being a dancer before becoming a CSI. It was a low blow and she wanted to see how we would react and your reaction was stronger than the others." She took a deep breath and squeezed Sara's hand. "I'm not going to tell, I'm here as a friend, like always."
Sara's eyes watered but no tears fell. "She practically accused me of sleeping with Griss for favours in the work place right in front of a full court Cath, how could someone do that?"
"Oh god sweetheart." Catherine pulled her into a hug and stroke back her hair. "She was trying to get you to break down in front of them and you didn't. You were as tough as a brick wall." Catherine held her hand again. "She used your emotions to get to you, but you didn't budge Sara and yes, she had not right to use such a dirty tactic in court. The judge should have stopped her."
Sara wiped her eyes and tried to smile as Nick came back into the room carrying 2 coffees. "It's water for you guys, nurse confiscated your coffees in the hallway. I felt like I was being mugged." Nick grinned making Sara laugh. "You ok Sara?" He could tell she'd been crying.
"I'm much better thanks Nicky, so where's my drink and tell me who mugged you, I'll run them down with my wheelchair for you." Nick and Catherine burst out laughing at her mock serious face, which caved almost immediately.
"You are so noisy." Grissom said groggily.
Sara turned to him and pulled his hand to her. "Hey sleepy." She whispered.
Nick and Catherine lowered their voices and apologised. "Tell you what. We know you've got another physio session today, so we'll see you tonight before shift." Catherine suggested.
"Say hi to Greg and Warrick and send my love to Archie." Sara said as they exited the room. Sara's attention focused back on Grissom. "How did you sleep?"
"Not too good." He turned his head to her and squeezed her hand. "I'm sorry."
"What for?"
"Westcott."
"Griss."
"I wasn't listening, just overheard."
She covers her face with her other hand. "You weren't suppose to be awake Griss."
"Hey, you told the truth."
"No I didn't." Grissom's eyes opened and looked at her bowed head. "She asked me about the Renteria's case and she said they had a witness."
"Witness to what?" He was confused and then his eye's widened. "Outside?" Sara nodded. "The chalk from plastering?" She shook her head. "There wasn't any chalk?"
"There was just not on your face." Grissom smiled and kissed her hand. Sara turned to him with tears brimming her eyes again. "Griss?"
"It doesn't matter anymore. It's in the past and behind us. It's forgotten."
"It's on record."
"So, the case went through the legal system and nothing has come back to us."
"I know, but." Sara stopped talking not knowing where else to go with this topic. It maybe in the past, but it still upset her.