Chapter 15
"It's probably Jade." Sara said as Grissom got up unsteadily. "You ok?"
He ignored her and walked the four steps to her door. Opening it he was immediately chastised by the young nurse.
"If you ever met my kid you'd know you shouldn't disobey me, now sit and don't move without help, you here me?"
Sara snickered as he rolled his eyes and made his way to the couch with Jade. "He's never good at being told what to do, he's more use to being the one to give out orders." Sara teased.
"Sara!" Grissom's eyes flashed annoyance.
"I'm just saying." He cut her off.
"I know what you're saying and I can listen to orders as well as relay them."
"Just not when it's in your best interest." She muttered going to her room. He stared after her with sadness in his eyes knowing he shouldn't have said anything.
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"Do you want me to make something Sara? Are you hungry?" Grissom shouted towards her bedroom door. He used one of his crutches and the wall to walk to her room. He knocked lightly. "Sara you alright?" He opened the door to see her lying on her bed sleeping. Her head no where near the pillow. Quietly, he sat on the edge and lifted her gently onto it. She started moaning in her sleep and his heart pained to see her like this. He pulled her into his arms and held her close. "I don't think I can bare this much longer." He whispered in her ear.
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Sara woke up to warmth she had missed. She knew he was holding her and knowing he was here made her feel strong. She had heard his voice in her dream and it sounded full of pain and fear, she wondered if it was part of the dream or it was truly him.
Her eyes opened to darkness; night time had fallen over Las Vegas while she slept. She needed to move her legs, which was a new feeling to wake up to. She smiled as she looked at him sleeping. She didn't want to wake him, but she wanted to share this with him.
"Griss."
"Mmmm." He murmured
"Griss." She tried again rubbing his cheek softly.
"Yeah?"
"I need you to scratch my foot."
"Ok."
Grissom was still sleeping when she told him and as soon as it registered his eyes cracked open. He looked at her with his bright smile. "Can you? I can't reach like this." He laid her against the pillows and moved down the bed. He took her feet in his hands and rubbed them with his warm fingers.
"Tickles huh?"
"Like crazy." He grinned and ran his index finger over the hollow of her left foot. It jolted out of his hand as she squealed. "GRISS!"
His mouth dropped open. "You moved your whole leg."
Sara looked at her leg now curled under her. Grissom looked at her, shock evident on her face. "I didn't, I mean."
"It was a reflex action to me tickling you." He reached for her foot and straightened her leg. "You want to try it again?"
She nodded. "Ok, but I don't want to get my hopes up." Grissom nodded in understanding and waited for her to relax. She closed her eyes and sighed as he ran his finger over the hollow of her foot again. The same reaction just not as much recoil.
"I'd say you are getting better." He moved back to sit next to her. "You were dreaming again, was it like before?"
"No, Yes.oh I don't know. I can't tell what's going on anymore." She buried her head in her hands and turned into his chest as she sobbed.
"Hush, hey come one. It's ok. Sssh.Honey listen to me." Sara laughed through tears into his shoulder resting on the pillow.
"You realise what you just called me?"
Grissom gave a half smile and nodded. "It slipped. Sorry."
"No, no I liked it. I mean I like hearing it from you." She kept her head pressed into him as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Like you said 'I could get use to waking up with you every morning.'" He quoted her words into her hair. She smiled and grasped his cotton jumper, pulling him closer. "Jade went home by the way. Just in case you wanted to know."
She nodded turning onto her back. "Now I know someone isn't pacing around my apartment while I sleep even if its Jade."
"What about me?"
"As far as I know you haven't seen my place before and this would be your first visit."
"It is."
"And you being here in this room, on my bed with me tells me you haven't had time to poke your nose around my things." Her giggle was muffled as he gently rolled half on her.
"I'm not nosy Sidle."
"I didn't say you were."
"You implied it."
"Really, then where's you proof?"
"Don't need any." Her smart come back was cut off with his lips lightly pressed to hers. Her hands travelled up his arms as the kiss was deepened with longing passion. They knew neither was in any kind of shape for things to go further and just continued the kiss for as long as their lungs allowed.
When they broke apart Sara grinned up at him. "N-o-w that was a kiss." But was silenced by another earth shattering kiss that rocked them both to the core of their hearts.
Chapter 16
They slept again for hours and Grissom woke with a start. He looked down at Sara and kissed her forehead before getting some water from the kitchen. He leaned against the sink and rubbed his face. He thought the dreams would go, but they were getting stronger instead. So many flashes flickered before his eyes it scared him.
Sara's dreams didn't differ much from his and neither really knew how to overcome them. They agreed to talk about them once they were both out of hospital, but the thought of replaying them out loud was something they weren't looking forward to. The doctors suggested seeing a psychiatrist, but they refused.
Grissom placed the glass of water down and decided it was time to get it out in the open. He sat at the end of the bed trying not to hyperventilate. He began to gently rub her lower legs and she began to stir. "Griss?"
"Sara."
She pushed herself into sitting position and pulled her pillow to the base of her back against the headboard. She rubbed her eyes sleepily. "What's wrong?" She said stifling a yawn.
"I think it's time we talked. I can't take anymore. I want them to stop."
She looked at his lowered head. "Come here." She patted the mattress. He moved closer and looked deep into her eyes. "I don't know if I can."
"If we don't we'll never get our lives back." He took her hands in preparation of the nightmares that was about to be relived through their words. "Let's do this, but slowly."
"Ok." Her hands began to shake and he held them tighter.
*** The blue Tahoe is doing 50mph down the back road. Hitting small stones and pot holes every now and then.
The wind made funny whooshing sounds against the windows, but was drowned out by the radio playing soft music. The air conditioning was on, de- steaming the windows so they didn't fog up with their breathing.
He glanced over at the valley below and back at the road. She looked up high at the cliff that seemed to go on forever.
The road got smaller in width as they approached a corner. As he begin to adjust to the sharp turn his speed slowed.
It all came in slow motion at first. The tall and wide metallic white truck turned the corner sharply and took the entire width of road up with its trailer.
She looked up; her eyes grew and shrank in quick order as the truck got within inches of them. He saw the driver having troubles with the steering wheel as he came round the bend at fast speed.
The options were one side death or the other, a chance of survival, but a costly one.
He swung the car to the right; the wheels complied quickly as the truck cabin clipped the left wing. The car turned in agonisingly slow motion as its passengers looked on helplessly.
He flew forward, coming in contact with the steering wheel. She jolted sideways and hit the window spraying blood down her face and the door.
The car landed up right after spinning once in the air. The truck crushed the passenger side completely, shattering the windows.
The front of the car seemed to the hit the cliff wall head on in fast forward mode. The engine, metal, glass and interior was pushed up into the front of the car.
She was thrown forward as the truck pinned her to the seat and the glass flew into her eyes. He followed the crash into the cliff as it pushed the contents of the entire front into his legs. She screamed as the heavy plastic and metal of the car exterior trapped her knees. He called out her name as his head came in contact with what seemed to be the steering wheel again, but this time it knocked him unconscious.
Her right arm was pinned between the door and her seat. Her eyes stung as she shouted out his name before the whole place went quiet and still.
Lights flashed, blue and orange filled the car. Voices shouting and moving around could be made out in the distance.
Agonising pain surged through both as the car was moved. The truck left her side suddenly and coldness filled her body.
Hoards of rescue people collected around them, talking to them, pulling at them. All they wanted to do was sleep. They heard familiar voices over the sound of metal cracking as the fire service cut away the obstructions. The EMT's continuously checked their breathing, pulses, blood pressure and new injuries discovered as they were removed from their prison.
So much pain seeped covering them like a heavy coat. Breathing was difficult from being pressed against the metal of the car for so long. Bruises showed clearly through the blood that coated their skin.
Cries and screams were heard by all, as they were loaded into two ambulances, separating them. ***
** He couldn't breath and choked as he tried to say her name. He didn't care about his injuries; he just wanted to make sure she was ok, still breathing.alive.
The EMT's struggled to keep him breathing as he panicked. They spoke to him, telling him he'd see her soon and that they're doing everything they can.
He blacked out and slipped into a deep sleep, replaying the horrific images in his mind. She felt so far away, he couldn't find her hand and tried to reach for it blindly. **
** She could hear a woman's voice speaking softly to her, but the pain was too much. Her eyes stung with sharp stabbing pains she felt all the way to her toes, but that couldn't be. She was numb and in pain, how could that be right? She started to reach out; trying to find something that she knew was there not long ago. His warm hand holding hers, reassuring her that they'd be all right and get through this. The pain was too much as the EMT tried to clear the blood away and stabilise her before they reached the hospital.
She said his name and the women squeezed her hand, telling her he was in another ambulance and being looked after. The noise of the sirens pounded through her eyes, ears and into her very soul, until nothing was heard anymore and she stopped moving. The exhaustion clearly caught up with her as she found herself reliving the crash all over again, starting painfully with them sat in the car, not talking, ignoring, just thinking about not saying anything. **
He lay on his back holding her to him as the images faded away. Her head rests on his shoulder, tears slowing. He wiped his own tears away that fell as they told their worst nightmare. The room enjoyed and swam in the silence that flowed through the air peacefully. No sound was heard, not from within or outside the apartment and they used that silence as a blanket. They wrapped it around them and closed their eyes revelling in the calm that encouraged them into sleep, a sleep with no flashing lights, no screams, no blood, no pain, just the two of them together hand in hand walking away from an accident that brought two lost souls together. No more Nightmares.
THE END
(I'm crying, so if you are, that was the goal.)
"It's probably Jade." Sara said as Grissom got up unsteadily. "You ok?"
He ignored her and walked the four steps to her door. Opening it he was immediately chastised by the young nurse.
"If you ever met my kid you'd know you shouldn't disobey me, now sit and don't move without help, you here me?"
Sara snickered as he rolled his eyes and made his way to the couch with Jade. "He's never good at being told what to do, he's more use to being the one to give out orders." Sara teased.
"Sara!" Grissom's eyes flashed annoyance.
"I'm just saying." He cut her off.
"I know what you're saying and I can listen to orders as well as relay them."
"Just not when it's in your best interest." She muttered going to her room. He stared after her with sadness in his eyes knowing he shouldn't have said anything.
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"Do you want me to make something Sara? Are you hungry?" Grissom shouted towards her bedroom door. He used one of his crutches and the wall to walk to her room. He knocked lightly. "Sara you alright?" He opened the door to see her lying on her bed sleeping. Her head no where near the pillow. Quietly, he sat on the edge and lifted her gently onto it. She started moaning in her sleep and his heart pained to see her like this. He pulled her into his arms and held her close. "I don't think I can bare this much longer." He whispered in her ear.
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Sara woke up to warmth she had missed. She knew he was holding her and knowing he was here made her feel strong. She had heard his voice in her dream and it sounded full of pain and fear, she wondered if it was part of the dream or it was truly him.
Her eyes opened to darkness; night time had fallen over Las Vegas while she slept. She needed to move her legs, which was a new feeling to wake up to. She smiled as she looked at him sleeping. She didn't want to wake him, but she wanted to share this with him.
"Griss."
"Mmmm." He murmured
"Griss." She tried again rubbing his cheek softly.
"Yeah?"
"I need you to scratch my foot."
"Ok."
Grissom was still sleeping when she told him and as soon as it registered his eyes cracked open. He looked at her with his bright smile. "Can you? I can't reach like this." He laid her against the pillows and moved down the bed. He took her feet in his hands and rubbed them with his warm fingers.
"Tickles huh?"
"Like crazy." He grinned and ran his index finger over the hollow of her left foot. It jolted out of his hand as she squealed. "GRISS!"
His mouth dropped open. "You moved your whole leg."
Sara looked at her leg now curled under her. Grissom looked at her, shock evident on her face. "I didn't, I mean."
"It was a reflex action to me tickling you." He reached for her foot and straightened her leg. "You want to try it again?"
She nodded. "Ok, but I don't want to get my hopes up." Grissom nodded in understanding and waited for her to relax. She closed her eyes and sighed as he ran his finger over the hollow of her foot again. The same reaction just not as much recoil.
"I'd say you are getting better." He moved back to sit next to her. "You were dreaming again, was it like before?"
"No, Yes.oh I don't know. I can't tell what's going on anymore." She buried her head in her hands and turned into his chest as she sobbed.
"Hush, hey come one. It's ok. Sssh.Honey listen to me." Sara laughed through tears into his shoulder resting on the pillow.
"You realise what you just called me?"
Grissom gave a half smile and nodded. "It slipped. Sorry."
"No, no I liked it. I mean I like hearing it from you." She kept her head pressed into him as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Like you said 'I could get use to waking up with you every morning.'" He quoted her words into her hair. She smiled and grasped his cotton jumper, pulling him closer. "Jade went home by the way. Just in case you wanted to know."
She nodded turning onto her back. "Now I know someone isn't pacing around my apartment while I sleep even if its Jade."
"What about me?"
"As far as I know you haven't seen my place before and this would be your first visit."
"It is."
"And you being here in this room, on my bed with me tells me you haven't had time to poke your nose around my things." Her giggle was muffled as he gently rolled half on her.
"I'm not nosy Sidle."
"I didn't say you were."
"You implied it."
"Really, then where's you proof?"
"Don't need any." Her smart come back was cut off with his lips lightly pressed to hers. Her hands travelled up his arms as the kiss was deepened with longing passion. They knew neither was in any kind of shape for things to go further and just continued the kiss for as long as their lungs allowed.
When they broke apart Sara grinned up at him. "N-o-w that was a kiss." But was silenced by another earth shattering kiss that rocked them both to the core of their hearts.
Chapter 16
They slept again for hours and Grissom woke with a start. He looked down at Sara and kissed her forehead before getting some water from the kitchen. He leaned against the sink and rubbed his face. He thought the dreams would go, but they were getting stronger instead. So many flashes flickered before his eyes it scared him.
Sara's dreams didn't differ much from his and neither really knew how to overcome them. They agreed to talk about them once they were both out of hospital, but the thought of replaying them out loud was something they weren't looking forward to. The doctors suggested seeing a psychiatrist, but they refused.
Grissom placed the glass of water down and decided it was time to get it out in the open. He sat at the end of the bed trying not to hyperventilate. He began to gently rub her lower legs and she began to stir. "Griss?"
"Sara."
She pushed herself into sitting position and pulled her pillow to the base of her back against the headboard. She rubbed her eyes sleepily. "What's wrong?" She said stifling a yawn.
"I think it's time we talked. I can't take anymore. I want them to stop."
She looked at his lowered head. "Come here." She patted the mattress. He moved closer and looked deep into her eyes. "I don't know if I can."
"If we don't we'll never get our lives back." He took her hands in preparation of the nightmares that was about to be relived through their words. "Let's do this, but slowly."
"Ok." Her hands began to shake and he held them tighter.
*** The blue Tahoe is doing 50mph down the back road. Hitting small stones and pot holes every now and then.
The wind made funny whooshing sounds against the windows, but was drowned out by the radio playing soft music. The air conditioning was on, de- steaming the windows so they didn't fog up with their breathing.
He glanced over at the valley below and back at the road. She looked up high at the cliff that seemed to go on forever.
The road got smaller in width as they approached a corner. As he begin to adjust to the sharp turn his speed slowed.
It all came in slow motion at first. The tall and wide metallic white truck turned the corner sharply and took the entire width of road up with its trailer.
She looked up; her eyes grew and shrank in quick order as the truck got within inches of them. He saw the driver having troubles with the steering wheel as he came round the bend at fast speed.
The options were one side death or the other, a chance of survival, but a costly one.
He swung the car to the right; the wheels complied quickly as the truck cabin clipped the left wing. The car turned in agonisingly slow motion as its passengers looked on helplessly.
He flew forward, coming in contact with the steering wheel. She jolted sideways and hit the window spraying blood down her face and the door.
The car landed up right after spinning once in the air. The truck crushed the passenger side completely, shattering the windows.
The front of the car seemed to the hit the cliff wall head on in fast forward mode. The engine, metal, glass and interior was pushed up into the front of the car.
She was thrown forward as the truck pinned her to the seat and the glass flew into her eyes. He followed the crash into the cliff as it pushed the contents of the entire front into his legs. She screamed as the heavy plastic and metal of the car exterior trapped her knees. He called out her name as his head came in contact with what seemed to be the steering wheel again, but this time it knocked him unconscious.
Her right arm was pinned between the door and her seat. Her eyes stung as she shouted out his name before the whole place went quiet and still.
Lights flashed, blue and orange filled the car. Voices shouting and moving around could be made out in the distance.
Agonising pain surged through both as the car was moved. The truck left her side suddenly and coldness filled her body.
Hoards of rescue people collected around them, talking to them, pulling at them. All they wanted to do was sleep. They heard familiar voices over the sound of metal cracking as the fire service cut away the obstructions. The EMT's continuously checked their breathing, pulses, blood pressure and new injuries discovered as they were removed from their prison.
So much pain seeped covering them like a heavy coat. Breathing was difficult from being pressed against the metal of the car for so long. Bruises showed clearly through the blood that coated their skin.
Cries and screams were heard by all, as they were loaded into two ambulances, separating them. ***
** He couldn't breath and choked as he tried to say her name. He didn't care about his injuries; he just wanted to make sure she was ok, still breathing.alive.
The EMT's struggled to keep him breathing as he panicked. They spoke to him, telling him he'd see her soon and that they're doing everything they can.
He blacked out and slipped into a deep sleep, replaying the horrific images in his mind. She felt so far away, he couldn't find her hand and tried to reach for it blindly. **
** She could hear a woman's voice speaking softly to her, but the pain was too much. Her eyes stung with sharp stabbing pains she felt all the way to her toes, but that couldn't be. She was numb and in pain, how could that be right? She started to reach out; trying to find something that she knew was there not long ago. His warm hand holding hers, reassuring her that they'd be all right and get through this. The pain was too much as the EMT tried to clear the blood away and stabilise her before they reached the hospital.
She said his name and the women squeezed her hand, telling her he was in another ambulance and being looked after. The noise of the sirens pounded through her eyes, ears and into her very soul, until nothing was heard anymore and she stopped moving. The exhaustion clearly caught up with her as she found herself reliving the crash all over again, starting painfully with them sat in the car, not talking, ignoring, just thinking about not saying anything. **
He lay on his back holding her to him as the images faded away. Her head rests on his shoulder, tears slowing. He wiped his own tears away that fell as they told their worst nightmare. The room enjoyed and swam in the silence that flowed through the air peacefully. No sound was heard, not from within or outside the apartment and they used that silence as a blanket. They wrapped it around them and closed their eyes revelling in the calm that encouraged them into sleep, a sleep with no flashing lights, no screams, no blood, no pain, just the two of them together hand in hand walking away from an accident that brought two lost souls together. No more Nightmares.
THE END
(I'm crying, so if you are, that was the goal.)