Sorry about the short length of this chapter and the long wait everyone endured for this next chapter. I needed this to be short for chronological purposes (It flowed better this way) I hope you enjoy, more is coming soon! Thanks to all who reviewed!!
Chapter 6
Sara looked into the hospital room's window to see if Grissom was asleep. He wasn't and had a confused look on his face. It became apparent to her that the doctor had not mentioned any of his findings to Grissom. Sara took a deep breath and sighed. "Here goes nothing." Her hands were shaking. She opened and closed her fists a few times, hoping to stop them from shaking. She had never felt more vulnerable, well almost never. It still stung when she thought about the night she had asked Grissom out to dinner and he had rejected her. She went out on a limb and he cut her down. Her hands had stopped shaking at this point but now her heart started to hurt, thinking about his rejection. "Get a hold of yourself." Sara reprimanded. She sighed once more and opened the door. Grissom looked at her, waiting. He had seen her in the doorway. He noticed she seemed uneasy about something, but he was not sure what. He grabbed the paper and pen again and wrote, "What's wrong?" Sara tried to smile but it soon faded. She took the paper from him, "I just talked to your doctor." Grissom wrote back, "And?" Sara wrote again, "He said that your hearing will return gradually, much like you lost it. He wants you to have a live-in nurse who can help you rehabilitate for about eight weeks and I was wondering …"
Grissom noticed her hesitation and spoke out loud, "You were wondering what?" Sara was shocked for a minute at the sound of his voice. For whatever reason, she had thought she would never hear him speak again. Grissom noticed this as well and playfully scolded Sara. "I had surgery on my ears, not my vocal chords."
Sara smiled back. "Sorry." She wrote.
He smiled back and said, "Don't worry about it. Now what was this you were wondering." His words were slightly mumbled and sounded off, due to the fact he could not hear himself.
This did not bother Sara. "It doesn't matter if his speaking is slightly off. At least he is speaking, right?" She reasoned in her head. Grissom laughed at her again. "Sara, where is your head today?" He asked while Sara stood at the foot of his bed, deep in thought. Sara was jolted into reality by this and she pulled up a chair and sat down next to his bed.
Sara couldn't think of what to say or how to say it. She paused for another moment and took a chance. She wrote in big letters. "Will you stay with me?" Grissom was slightly taken aback at the forwardness of her request. "But then again," he remembered, "She did ask me out." Grissom thought about it for a moment. Sara lost her breathe a little. She was sure he was going to say no. He was going to leave her alone, again. He was… She stopped as she saw Grissom take the paper and write an answer. to her. He revealed it to her slowly. It said one word. Sara felt like crying when she saw it and almost did, but then realized she wasn't sure why, for the paper said "Yes."
