CHAPTER 11
3rd day, Sara noted the bruises forming over her legs and body. Her shirt was torn and hanging off her. Her head was tingling and her legs hurt along with her 4 broken ribs. Her stomach was hurting most of all and it felt cramped.
"You're checking to see what comes next?" The voice asked seeing her slowly catalogue her injuries.
"Wouldn't be an investigator if I didn't." She gasped.
A fist flew from the dark and another rib was broken. "That makes 5, lets move to the next stage." Before the next stage was started, Sara closed her eyes as felt something strange. She looked down and tried to figure out what was happening. "That didn't happen last time." The voice said confused.
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Catherine got some leads of a car that was parked outside Sara's and with it's sudden departure, the neighbours described it and the database chucked out a match. The lead was somewhere close to the Drake crime scene. Catherine picked Grissom up and Jim escorted them in his car to the first location, getting nothing, they drove further up the road and spotted a large red barn with the door wide open and a car parked a few yards from it. They called for back up and quietly made there way down the derelict track.
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The voice was standing behind Sara and she could hear him tapped his jaw. "I'm confused because it's not suppose to happen."
"I'm more confused seeing as I have no idea what's going on. My legs are warm and wet." Sara said in several gasps.
"That's probably because it blood."
Sara looked down, but still couldn't see. "What next?" She asked.
"I'm not sure, this does mean a change of plan."
"You know, at the other barn, a bit like this one, there were signs of two of you." Sara turned her head towards the voice, but turned back when they spoke in front of her.
"No, there was only one. Me."
Sara closed her eyes and he got close to her. Obvious now that he was a male, the voice was strange and hard to tell. His height was approximately 6ft 2 and was proved to be very strong. He ran his hands over her body with thick latex gloves. Sara whimpered as he pushed into her legs. Her pants were shredded in pieces and before he went further the sound of cars stopped him. He stepped back and cursed. He ran out to his car, but was blocked by two police cars. Jim and Grissom drew their guns and searched the barn.
"Sara?" Grissom shouted. "Sara?"
The darkness didn't help anyone and when Jim moved into the middle of the barn he called for an ambulance. "Gil, she's here. Get a knife."
Sara closed her eyes. "Jim." She said before allowing herself to drift in and out of consciousness.
"It's ok Sara." Jim tried to pull at the ropes, but they were too tight. "Gil!" He shouted.
Grissom ran back and gasped at the sight. He handed the knife to Jim and held Sara as she was cut down. "Oh god, Sara." He lowered her to the floor and held her tightly. "It's going to be alright." He pulled her hair back and kissed her head.
"I'm bleeding." She gasped. "Don't know why."
Grissom checked her and found her legs coated with blood. "Where's that ambulance?" He shouted.
"He didn't complete it. he was distracted. by the blood." She coughed and covered Grissom's hand on her stomach. "I don't feel well Gil."
Grissom knew she was stating the obvious, but saw the deeper meaning. "Broken ribs Sara that's all, You're going to be fine."
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At the hospital, Sara was rushed to surgery. Grissom and Catherine waited in the waiting room with Jim pacing the doorway. "Jim, sit down." Catherine chastised him.
"Sorry." He sat down and hugged her.
Grissom sat with his head in his hands. He looked at his hands, opened and closed them numerous times. They were covered in Sara's blood. Catherine was watching him closely, as he was being unusually quiet.
Nick and Warrick came and went because someone needed to keep the lab running. Catherine handed Grissom a coffee, which he took one sip and placed it on the table. He watched it turn cold and swirl around. Catherine had to leave and go home to her daughter and asked for Jim to keep a close eye on Grissom. He nodded and hugged her before leaving.
"When did the two of you get back together?"
Jim was startled by the sudden question and chuckled. "You've probably noticed it's been on and off since forever."
"Could say that." Grissom turned his hand over and sighed.
"Why don't you wash the blood off before Sara's doctor comes looking for us?" Jim suggested.
"Yeah." Grissom got up and headed for the wash room. He cleaned the blood off and looked at himself in the mirror. Why was there so much blood for small cuts and bruises? Her head wound was healing and most the spray was found outside their apartment. Grissom didn't understand. He washed his face and walked back to the waiting room where he found that last person he suspected talking to Jim. "What are you doing here?" He asked harshly.
"I work here Gil and I heard one of your CSI's was hurt." Jo approached him and touched his arm.
"Yeah, I don't want to be rude, but can you please leave?" Grissom pulled his arm from her hand and sat down.
She saw the blood. "Are you hurt?"
Grissom shook his head and stared off into space. "It's not my blood." He said in a detached tone.
Jim showed Jo out and closed the door. "It's not a good idea to be here now Joanne."
"I just wanted to make sure he was ok. Who was it anyway?" She asked looking at the closed waiting room door.
"His best friend. She was kidnapped and tortured. She's in surgery now." Jim explained and turned to go back into the room.
"Best Friend? You mean Sara Sidle?" She said shocked. Jim nodded and went back to Grissom.
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CHAPTER 12
3 Hours and the doctor let Grissom see Sara. She was sleeping soundly in a private room. Jim sat in the corner while Grissom sat at her bedside. His hand was clasped around hers. The doctor said he'd talk to them before she woke. He said that it was important but had an emergency surgery come in.
The doctor opened the door quietly and hour later and approached the bed to check Sara's pulse and blood pressure. She wasn't connected to any monitors; she was hooked up to painkillers and was sleeping off the anaesthetic. "Sara's going to be fine physically." He said looking across at the two men.
Grissom nodded and pushed Sara's hair away from her face. "What else?"
Sighing, he shook his head. "I'm sorry to put it this way and I'm sure you didn't know, but."
"Know what?" Grissom asked panicked.
"The blood loss wasn't from any injury sustained by incisions, but by the impact of several strong blows to the stomach." The doctor tried to explain and had a feeling Grissom didn't know where he was going. "I'm afraid she suffered a miscarriage Mr. Grissom."
Grissom snapped his head up then to Sara. "What? No that can't be." He stood and sat on the bed. "She would have known, she would have told me she was pregnant."
The doctor shook his head. "She might not have known."
"How long?" Grissom asked rubbing her knuckles softly.
"Almost 12 weeks. I'm sorry. As I said she's doing fine physically, but it's emotionally I'm worried about. I'll contact you later and discuss it with you both. Do you want me to tell her?" The doctor offered seeing tears well up in Grissom's eyes.
"No. I'll tell her." He sobbed lightly. Jim left to room with the doctor after telling Grissom he'd be back later. Grissom wiped the tears away and kissed her hand. "Sara, why did this happen? Oh god. we lost a baby." He cried holding her hand against his cheek.
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Jim rang Catherine at home and she said she'd be there right away. Sara woke up hours later to find Grissom sleeping on the bed with her. She brushed back his curls and smiled. She touched his cheek apon seeing tear marks and feeling the stickiness. "Gil." She rubbed his cheek and he opened his eyes. "Why were you crying?"
Grissom stared at her and kissed her lips softly. He sat up and held her hands. His throat was sore from crying and he didn't know where to start. "The doctor." He stopped and cleared his throat. "The doctor said you are doing great physically."
"Where did the blood come from?" She asked not understanding.
Grissom closed his eyes and a single tear fell. "I have to tell you something."
"It's ok Gil, tell me." She wiped the tear away and cupped his cheek.
He turned his head into her hand and kissed her palm. "God this hurts so much." He said in a whisper.
"Lay down." She pulled him back down so there faces were inches from each other. "Why's it hurt, what happened?"
Grissom stroked her hair and rests his hand on her neck and pulled their heads to together so their foreheads touched. "We lost." His lips shook as he continued. "We lost a baby Sara."
She looked at him confused, then closed her eyes as tears poured onto the pillow. She hiccuped and pulled him closer. "I'm so sorry." She breathed.
"Don't blame yourself, it wasn't your fault, you didn't know, neither of us knew." He kissed her hair and held her as she cried into his chest. His tears joined hers.
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Catherine and Jim stood outside the room quietly. "Do you think he told her?" Catherine cried into Jim's shoulder.
"Yes. It's going to be tough on them both." Jim pulled Catherine closer and kissed her cheek. "We'll need to tell the others before she leaves the hospital."
"I know, let's let them decide though."
"Ok. Lets get some coffee while the doctor talks to them."
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Grissom wiped Sara's tears away with his clean shirtsleeve that Jim bought to replace the bloodied one and got hold of some scrubs to replace his pants. Sara held Grissom's hand against her cheek and took a shaky breath. The doctor knocked and entered.
"Is it ok if I talk to you now?" He asked softly not knowing if the time was right.
"Yes, it's ok." Grissom said holding Sara to him.
He nodded and pulled out a leaflet and a piece of paper. "I'm releasing you on the condition you see the local physiatrist, which I believe you have one where you work." Grissom nodded and took the papers. "Also, I would like to see you in 5 weeks for an x-ray to check that your ribs are healing properly. Take care of yourselves." He patted Sara's hand and signed her release form.
"Let's take you home." Grissom whispered.
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Nick was standing with Greg in DNA and waiting for the results on the Chloroform. "It's taking too long Greg. Come on."
Greg sat down and sighed. "I can't hurry the thing up Nick, sorry."
"I know I'm just worried about Sara."
"Yeah. She was out of surgery when Catherine last rang." As if on cue, Jim and Catherine walked down the hallway. "Hey Cath, Jim."
Catherine walked into the lab and told them to meet her in the break room in ten minutes. She found Warrick and Al and told them the same. When they sat down, Catherine closed the door and Jim leaned against it so no one would walk in.
"I have some good and bad news. Sara's doing great, Grissom took her home." Catherine sighed before continuing. With a slight shake in her voice she said. "The bad news is Sara won't be back at work for a while."
Nick furrowed his brows in confusion. "Why? With broken ribs and a head injury she should be back in the lab within a week or two."
"Not this time Nicky and the same with Grissom. He's taken personal time."
"Grissom wasn't hurt though." Greg said.
Catherine looked at Jim and shook her head. He stepped up to her and took her hand. "Grissom and Sara have just lost a baby guys and it's hit them hard."
The room went into a deafening silence. Al closed his eyes at the news and got up to leave. Everyone watched him walk back towards autopsy. Nick and Greg had haunted looks as they went back to the DNA lab. Warrick sat there not believing what was happening. He dropped his head into his hands and Catherine sat down next to him. Jim went back to work.
Nick watched the timer of the machine he was waiting for and Greg sorted the loose slides that scattered his desk. The machine beeped and spat out a piece of paper. Nick read the results and narrowed his eyes at the print. He patted Greg's shoulder reassuringly before finding Catherine still in the break room and Warrick drinking a strong coffee.
"Cath, can you take a look at the Chloroform results?" Nick handed them to her.
"Sure, what's up?" Apon seeing the results she understood. "I'm going to get Jim and have the searched started." Nick nodded and followed her.
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Grissom watched her sleeping. She was lying on her back with her hands linked over her stomach. Grissom's hand lightly hovered over her hand and was surprised when she took it and held it to her stomach. He lay down and Sara moved closer. Grissom didn't get much sleep and when he slept, Sara watched him. His face was sad and a permanent frown was etched into his features. She traced his fingers over her stomach and closed her eyes as she listened to his breathing. When they were both awake they held each other or just watched each other. Grissom would touch her face, her hair and hugged her tightly. Sara would do the same and hold his hand throughout sleep or gazing into their eyes and seeing their souls hurting and in pain from the event's that had happened.
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Jim got the warrant and waited for Catherine to serve it with Nick. They collected the evidence they needed and headed back to the lab with the intention of returning with bad news. The majority of the group sat around the layout table with coffee and a list of medicine sign in and out sheets from the hospital.
"Aren't they suppose to report if medication or any drug it missing?" Nick asked.
"That is procedure Nicky, but you know how that works." Nick nodded at Catherine and went back to reading.
"This doesn't seem right." Warrick sat checking back through his list. "These are the lists from a month ago and the name shouldn't be on it at that time. It doesn't match with the logs of employees."
Catherine and Nick looked at him oddly. "Explain Warrick." Catherine said moving to see what he was confused about.
"This name. It doesn't match the time frame." He laid the drug list down and moved the employee list to its side. He pointed out with his pen. "See."
"I still don't see how though?" Nick said seeing the name.
"I'll asked Jim to bring in the suspect." Catherine said pulling out her cell.
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3rd day, Sara noted the bruises forming over her legs and body. Her shirt was torn and hanging off her. Her head was tingling and her legs hurt along with her 4 broken ribs. Her stomach was hurting most of all and it felt cramped.
"You're checking to see what comes next?" The voice asked seeing her slowly catalogue her injuries.
"Wouldn't be an investigator if I didn't." She gasped.
A fist flew from the dark and another rib was broken. "That makes 5, lets move to the next stage." Before the next stage was started, Sara closed her eyes as felt something strange. She looked down and tried to figure out what was happening. "That didn't happen last time." The voice said confused.
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Catherine got some leads of a car that was parked outside Sara's and with it's sudden departure, the neighbours described it and the database chucked out a match. The lead was somewhere close to the Drake crime scene. Catherine picked Grissom up and Jim escorted them in his car to the first location, getting nothing, they drove further up the road and spotted a large red barn with the door wide open and a car parked a few yards from it. They called for back up and quietly made there way down the derelict track.
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The voice was standing behind Sara and she could hear him tapped his jaw. "I'm confused because it's not suppose to happen."
"I'm more confused seeing as I have no idea what's going on. My legs are warm and wet." Sara said in several gasps.
"That's probably because it blood."
Sara looked down, but still couldn't see. "What next?" She asked.
"I'm not sure, this does mean a change of plan."
"You know, at the other barn, a bit like this one, there were signs of two of you." Sara turned her head towards the voice, but turned back when they spoke in front of her.
"No, there was only one. Me."
Sara closed her eyes and he got close to her. Obvious now that he was a male, the voice was strange and hard to tell. His height was approximately 6ft 2 and was proved to be very strong. He ran his hands over her body with thick latex gloves. Sara whimpered as he pushed into her legs. Her pants were shredded in pieces and before he went further the sound of cars stopped him. He stepped back and cursed. He ran out to his car, but was blocked by two police cars. Jim and Grissom drew their guns and searched the barn.
"Sara?" Grissom shouted. "Sara?"
The darkness didn't help anyone and when Jim moved into the middle of the barn he called for an ambulance. "Gil, she's here. Get a knife."
Sara closed her eyes. "Jim." She said before allowing herself to drift in and out of consciousness.
"It's ok Sara." Jim tried to pull at the ropes, but they were too tight. "Gil!" He shouted.
Grissom ran back and gasped at the sight. He handed the knife to Jim and held Sara as she was cut down. "Oh god, Sara." He lowered her to the floor and held her tightly. "It's going to be alright." He pulled her hair back and kissed her head.
"I'm bleeding." She gasped. "Don't know why."
Grissom checked her and found her legs coated with blood. "Where's that ambulance?" He shouted.
"He didn't complete it. he was distracted. by the blood." She coughed and covered Grissom's hand on her stomach. "I don't feel well Gil."
Grissom knew she was stating the obvious, but saw the deeper meaning. "Broken ribs Sara that's all, You're going to be fine."
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At the hospital, Sara was rushed to surgery. Grissom and Catherine waited in the waiting room with Jim pacing the doorway. "Jim, sit down." Catherine chastised him.
"Sorry." He sat down and hugged her.
Grissom sat with his head in his hands. He looked at his hands, opened and closed them numerous times. They were covered in Sara's blood. Catherine was watching him closely, as he was being unusually quiet.
Nick and Warrick came and went because someone needed to keep the lab running. Catherine handed Grissom a coffee, which he took one sip and placed it on the table. He watched it turn cold and swirl around. Catherine had to leave and go home to her daughter and asked for Jim to keep a close eye on Grissom. He nodded and hugged her before leaving.
"When did the two of you get back together?"
Jim was startled by the sudden question and chuckled. "You've probably noticed it's been on and off since forever."
"Could say that." Grissom turned his hand over and sighed.
"Why don't you wash the blood off before Sara's doctor comes looking for us?" Jim suggested.
"Yeah." Grissom got up and headed for the wash room. He cleaned the blood off and looked at himself in the mirror. Why was there so much blood for small cuts and bruises? Her head wound was healing and most the spray was found outside their apartment. Grissom didn't understand. He washed his face and walked back to the waiting room where he found that last person he suspected talking to Jim. "What are you doing here?" He asked harshly.
"I work here Gil and I heard one of your CSI's was hurt." Jo approached him and touched his arm.
"Yeah, I don't want to be rude, but can you please leave?" Grissom pulled his arm from her hand and sat down.
She saw the blood. "Are you hurt?"
Grissom shook his head and stared off into space. "It's not my blood." He said in a detached tone.
Jim showed Jo out and closed the door. "It's not a good idea to be here now Joanne."
"I just wanted to make sure he was ok. Who was it anyway?" She asked looking at the closed waiting room door.
"His best friend. She was kidnapped and tortured. She's in surgery now." Jim explained and turned to go back into the room.
"Best Friend? You mean Sara Sidle?" She said shocked. Jim nodded and went back to Grissom.
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CHAPTER 12
3 Hours and the doctor let Grissom see Sara. She was sleeping soundly in a private room. Jim sat in the corner while Grissom sat at her bedside. His hand was clasped around hers. The doctor said he'd talk to them before she woke. He said that it was important but had an emergency surgery come in.
The doctor opened the door quietly and hour later and approached the bed to check Sara's pulse and blood pressure. She wasn't connected to any monitors; she was hooked up to painkillers and was sleeping off the anaesthetic. "Sara's going to be fine physically." He said looking across at the two men.
Grissom nodded and pushed Sara's hair away from her face. "What else?"
Sighing, he shook his head. "I'm sorry to put it this way and I'm sure you didn't know, but."
"Know what?" Grissom asked panicked.
"The blood loss wasn't from any injury sustained by incisions, but by the impact of several strong blows to the stomach." The doctor tried to explain and had a feeling Grissom didn't know where he was going. "I'm afraid she suffered a miscarriage Mr. Grissom."
Grissom snapped his head up then to Sara. "What? No that can't be." He stood and sat on the bed. "She would have known, she would have told me she was pregnant."
The doctor shook his head. "She might not have known."
"How long?" Grissom asked rubbing her knuckles softly.
"Almost 12 weeks. I'm sorry. As I said she's doing fine physically, but it's emotionally I'm worried about. I'll contact you later and discuss it with you both. Do you want me to tell her?" The doctor offered seeing tears well up in Grissom's eyes.
"No. I'll tell her." He sobbed lightly. Jim left to room with the doctor after telling Grissom he'd be back later. Grissom wiped the tears away and kissed her hand. "Sara, why did this happen? Oh god. we lost a baby." He cried holding her hand against his cheek.
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Jim rang Catherine at home and she said she'd be there right away. Sara woke up hours later to find Grissom sleeping on the bed with her. She brushed back his curls and smiled. She touched his cheek apon seeing tear marks and feeling the stickiness. "Gil." She rubbed his cheek and he opened his eyes. "Why were you crying?"
Grissom stared at her and kissed her lips softly. He sat up and held her hands. His throat was sore from crying and he didn't know where to start. "The doctor." He stopped and cleared his throat. "The doctor said you are doing great physically."
"Where did the blood come from?" She asked not understanding.
Grissom closed his eyes and a single tear fell. "I have to tell you something."
"It's ok Gil, tell me." She wiped the tear away and cupped his cheek.
He turned his head into her hand and kissed her palm. "God this hurts so much." He said in a whisper.
"Lay down." She pulled him back down so there faces were inches from each other. "Why's it hurt, what happened?"
Grissom stroked her hair and rests his hand on her neck and pulled their heads to together so their foreheads touched. "We lost." His lips shook as he continued. "We lost a baby Sara."
She looked at him confused, then closed her eyes as tears poured onto the pillow. She hiccuped and pulled him closer. "I'm so sorry." She breathed.
"Don't blame yourself, it wasn't your fault, you didn't know, neither of us knew." He kissed her hair and held her as she cried into his chest. His tears joined hers.
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Catherine and Jim stood outside the room quietly. "Do you think he told her?" Catherine cried into Jim's shoulder.
"Yes. It's going to be tough on them both." Jim pulled Catherine closer and kissed her cheek. "We'll need to tell the others before she leaves the hospital."
"I know, let's let them decide though."
"Ok. Lets get some coffee while the doctor talks to them."
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Grissom wiped Sara's tears away with his clean shirtsleeve that Jim bought to replace the bloodied one and got hold of some scrubs to replace his pants. Sara held Grissom's hand against her cheek and took a shaky breath. The doctor knocked and entered.
"Is it ok if I talk to you now?" He asked softly not knowing if the time was right.
"Yes, it's ok." Grissom said holding Sara to him.
He nodded and pulled out a leaflet and a piece of paper. "I'm releasing you on the condition you see the local physiatrist, which I believe you have one where you work." Grissom nodded and took the papers. "Also, I would like to see you in 5 weeks for an x-ray to check that your ribs are healing properly. Take care of yourselves." He patted Sara's hand and signed her release form.
"Let's take you home." Grissom whispered.
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Nick was standing with Greg in DNA and waiting for the results on the Chloroform. "It's taking too long Greg. Come on."
Greg sat down and sighed. "I can't hurry the thing up Nick, sorry."
"I know I'm just worried about Sara."
"Yeah. She was out of surgery when Catherine last rang." As if on cue, Jim and Catherine walked down the hallway. "Hey Cath, Jim."
Catherine walked into the lab and told them to meet her in the break room in ten minutes. She found Warrick and Al and told them the same. When they sat down, Catherine closed the door and Jim leaned against it so no one would walk in.
"I have some good and bad news. Sara's doing great, Grissom took her home." Catherine sighed before continuing. With a slight shake in her voice she said. "The bad news is Sara won't be back at work for a while."
Nick furrowed his brows in confusion. "Why? With broken ribs and a head injury she should be back in the lab within a week or two."
"Not this time Nicky and the same with Grissom. He's taken personal time."
"Grissom wasn't hurt though." Greg said.
Catherine looked at Jim and shook her head. He stepped up to her and took her hand. "Grissom and Sara have just lost a baby guys and it's hit them hard."
The room went into a deafening silence. Al closed his eyes at the news and got up to leave. Everyone watched him walk back towards autopsy. Nick and Greg had haunted looks as they went back to the DNA lab. Warrick sat there not believing what was happening. He dropped his head into his hands and Catherine sat down next to him. Jim went back to work.
Nick watched the timer of the machine he was waiting for and Greg sorted the loose slides that scattered his desk. The machine beeped and spat out a piece of paper. Nick read the results and narrowed his eyes at the print. He patted Greg's shoulder reassuringly before finding Catherine still in the break room and Warrick drinking a strong coffee.
"Cath, can you take a look at the Chloroform results?" Nick handed them to her.
"Sure, what's up?" Apon seeing the results she understood. "I'm going to get Jim and have the searched started." Nick nodded and followed her.
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Grissom watched her sleeping. She was lying on her back with her hands linked over her stomach. Grissom's hand lightly hovered over her hand and was surprised when she took it and held it to her stomach. He lay down and Sara moved closer. Grissom didn't get much sleep and when he slept, Sara watched him. His face was sad and a permanent frown was etched into his features. She traced his fingers over her stomach and closed her eyes as she listened to his breathing. When they were both awake they held each other or just watched each other. Grissom would touch her face, her hair and hugged her tightly. Sara would do the same and hold his hand throughout sleep or gazing into their eyes and seeing their souls hurting and in pain from the event's that had happened.
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Jim got the warrant and waited for Catherine to serve it with Nick. They collected the evidence they needed and headed back to the lab with the intention of returning with bad news. The majority of the group sat around the layout table with coffee and a list of medicine sign in and out sheets from the hospital.
"Aren't they suppose to report if medication or any drug it missing?" Nick asked.
"That is procedure Nicky, but you know how that works." Nick nodded at Catherine and went back to reading.
"This doesn't seem right." Warrick sat checking back through his list. "These are the lists from a month ago and the name shouldn't be on it at that time. It doesn't match with the logs of employees."
Catherine and Nick looked at him oddly. "Explain Warrick." Catherine said moving to see what he was confused about.
"This name. It doesn't match the time frame." He laid the drug list down and moved the employee list to its side. He pointed out with his pen. "See."
"I still don't see how though?" Nick said seeing the name.
"I'll asked Jim to bring in the suspect." Catherine said pulling out her cell.
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