Chapter 27
Grissom checks on Eddie first, not wanting anymore surprises. A surprise is what he gets. Upon checking Eddie for a pulse he finds that Eddie is dead. Moving on he quietly head towards the back of the apartment.
Grissom reaches Sara's bedroom. The sight turns him a deathly pale. He looks back to Catherine, almost unsure he wants to enter further. He sees the gun in someone's hand. There's too much blood for him to really see who's. It looks too large for Sara's, but it's so hard to discern. He cautiously approaches the carnage before him, careful to keep his eyes trained on the man on top of Sara.
"There is so much blood and brain matter all over the place." Grissom says to himself. "I can't tell from whom though." Keeping the gun pointed at the man, he reaches down with one hand to feel for a pulse. None. He holsters his gun and rolls the man off of Sara.
Grissom has never been one much for religion, but he found himself praying as he reached his had down to feel Sara's neck for a pulse. "God please let her be alive, please God." Grissom felt through all the blood and brain matter sprayed across his love's face and body to her neck. "Sara's got a pulse." He yelled back to Catherine.
Grissom retrieves a towel from the bathroom and dips it in the tub full of water. As he's wringing out the excess water, he notices Sara's cell phone on the back of the sink. "That's my girl." He says aloud. Quickly returning to Sara's side, he begins to clean her face off. "Sara, can you hear me? Sara its Grissom. It's all over, Sara. I need you to wake up for me." After cleaning off her face he rubs her cheek, willing her to wake up.
"Sara? Wake up. You need to wake up for me honey."
Sara feels the heat from Grissom's hand on her cheek and wakes with a start. Attempting to scoot away, Grissom holds her shoulders down, not wanting her to hurt herself anymore than she already is.
"Sara, lay still."
It isn't until Sara sees Grissom's face does she relax. She sees his lips moving, but can' hear anything.
"I can't hear you Grissom." She stammered.
"Probably because the gun went off so close to her ears." He told himself. He leans closer to her face so she can read his lips and he speaks.
"You're ok. It's all over. You and Catherine are going to be just fine."
Sara was having a hard time concentrating on his lips. She caught one thing though.
Grissom leaned closer and kissed her cheek the raised enough to see her eyes, "I love you." He said.
Sara stared into his beautiful blue eyes. "I love you too." She said hoarsely.
Grissom hears the paramedics come in what was left of the front door and Catherine tells them to tend to Sara first.
Grissom moves to the top of Sara's head, never taking his eyes off of her. "I'm never going to leave you again." He tells her. The paramedics load her onto the gurney and wheel her out to the ambulance. Grissom then turns his attention back to Catherine.
Grissom checks on Eddie first, not wanting anymore surprises. A surprise is what he gets. Upon checking Eddie for a pulse he finds that Eddie is dead. Moving on he quietly head towards the back of the apartment.
Grissom reaches Sara's bedroom. The sight turns him a deathly pale. He looks back to Catherine, almost unsure he wants to enter further. He sees the gun in someone's hand. There's too much blood for him to really see who's. It looks too large for Sara's, but it's so hard to discern. He cautiously approaches the carnage before him, careful to keep his eyes trained on the man on top of Sara.
"There is so much blood and brain matter all over the place." Grissom says to himself. "I can't tell from whom though." Keeping the gun pointed at the man, he reaches down with one hand to feel for a pulse. None. He holsters his gun and rolls the man off of Sara.
Grissom has never been one much for religion, but he found himself praying as he reached his had down to feel Sara's neck for a pulse. "God please let her be alive, please God." Grissom felt through all the blood and brain matter sprayed across his love's face and body to her neck. "Sara's got a pulse." He yelled back to Catherine.
Grissom retrieves a towel from the bathroom and dips it in the tub full of water. As he's wringing out the excess water, he notices Sara's cell phone on the back of the sink. "That's my girl." He says aloud. Quickly returning to Sara's side, he begins to clean her face off. "Sara, can you hear me? Sara its Grissom. It's all over, Sara. I need you to wake up for me." After cleaning off her face he rubs her cheek, willing her to wake up.
"Sara? Wake up. You need to wake up for me honey."
Sara feels the heat from Grissom's hand on her cheek and wakes with a start. Attempting to scoot away, Grissom holds her shoulders down, not wanting her to hurt herself anymore than she already is.
"Sara, lay still."
It isn't until Sara sees Grissom's face does she relax. She sees his lips moving, but can' hear anything.
"I can't hear you Grissom." She stammered.
"Probably because the gun went off so close to her ears." He told himself. He leans closer to her face so she can read his lips and he speaks.
"You're ok. It's all over. You and Catherine are going to be just fine."
Sara was having a hard time concentrating on his lips. She caught one thing though.
Grissom leaned closer and kissed her cheek the raised enough to see her eyes, "I love you." He said.
Sara stared into his beautiful blue eyes. "I love you too." She said hoarsely.
Grissom hears the paramedics come in what was left of the front door and Catherine tells them to tend to Sara first.
Grissom moves to the top of Sara's head, never taking his eyes off of her. "I'm never going to leave you again." He tells her. The paramedics load her onto the gurney and wheel her out to the ambulance. Grissom then turns his attention back to Catherine.
