Hey,soz about the late post,I've been totally swamped with exams and homework and whatever else me teachers throw at me.But I've got in all the top sections for my classes,so I'm happy at least. :) I'm also working on a new fic,also CSI,but I think (hope) it's going to be exciting.I've got a good plotlined up,but sorry if anyone has used it before,cos it seems like an idea that someone else would use because it just seems so right for a fan fic.
Just to warn you,this fic is about to get seriously depressing,but there may yet be light at the end of the tunnel........
Gil Grissom.The boss.Slightly......unusual at times,but he always knows what to do.Never comprises a case with his emotions.
But now that's all gone to hell.
Chapter 8 -
Grissom and Sara held hands as they sat on the cold plastic chairs in the hospital waiting room.It had been 2 hours,but neither of them showed any signs of restlessness.
'The doctor will see you now,'came a pleasant voice from behind the high steel counter in the corner.
They both got up gingerly and walked over to the office,along the corridor.It was more of a shuffle than a walk,at first,but they started taking bigger strides,as though trying to gain confidence.
The office door was open.
'Come on in,'the doctor called from inside.
Sara walked in first,closely followed by Grissom.They both sat on the cushioned chairs,yet felt more nervous than they had been in the waiting area.
'Good morning,'the doctor said 'I'm Dr. Sheinbaum.You must be the Grissoms.'
They nodded solemnly.
'I'm so terribly sorry for your loss,I can't imagine what it would be like for-'
'Dr,can we please just get what we came here for?'
'Uh...yes,of course,Mr Grissom....uh.....your wife is perfectly healthy,which is quite a miracle,considering....'
The doctor trailed off,as it looked as though Sara was about to kill him.Then her look changed,and she looked as though she was about to cry.
Grissom put his arm around her,somewhat awkwardly,and leaned towards the doctor.
'Can we go now?' Grissom asked,nodding slightly towards Sara.
'Uh...yes,that was all for today....we still have some more tests and we're waiting for the results,so if you could come back in....' he checked his calendar 3 weeks...'
Grissom nodded.
When they got back to his car,Grissom bundles Sara into the back seat and drove silently towards his townhouse.
'Where are you going?' Sara questioned him,with a little hostility in her voice.
Grissom paused for a moment,thinking about the question.
'Home.'
'What are you talking about?We've still got half the shift left!'
He sighed.
'Sara,I know how much you don't want to be,but you're still on....' he stopped,wondering what effect his words would have '....maternity leave.'
She choked out her next words.
'Fine......home.'
'Hey Cath,do you know when Grissom gets back?' Warrick asked,poking his head round the door of the break room.
She looked up from her BLT and tried to force down a mouthful so that she could talk.
'Nope.'
Warrick sighed.
'You know,not that I don't want him to be with Sara right now,I mean,she needs it,but I don't think I can take another day with this jackass as supervisor.
He poked a thumb in the direction of their new supervisor,a short bald man who was certainly no Grissom.
'I hope Grissom comes back soon.....Sara too.....it's just,you know,not the same without them.'Warrick admitted,plopping down on the couch.
'When she's ready,I think she'll come ' Catherine said '....when she's ready.......'
'Come on Sara,you've got to rest,'Grissom pleaded,tugging at the duvet on the double bed.
She shook her head.
'Dammit,Grissom,I don't need rest....I need.....I.....I don't know what I need.'
He stared at her with a 'I really care about you,so you'd better get in the damn bed' look.
Sighing loudly,she relented and collapsed on to the bed.
'Sweet dreams,' he whispered before clicking the light off.
'I wish,' she answered,not sure whether he had heard her or not.
OK,I know that was a wee short chappie,but lots of people have been saying they want more,or if I'm going to write more,so here's proof that I am! Again,thanks to everyone who R & R-ed it,and I really appreciate all the support,so stay tuned!
:)
Just to warn you,this fic is about to get seriously depressing,but there may yet be light at the end of the tunnel........
Gil Grissom.The boss.Slightly......unusual at times,but he always knows what to do.Never comprises a case with his emotions.
But now that's all gone to hell.
Chapter 8 -
Grissom and Sara held hands as they sat on the cold plastic chairs in the hospital waiting room.It had been 2 hours,but neither of them showed any signs of restlessness.
'The doctor will see you now,'came a pleasant voice from behind the high steel counter in the corner.
They both got up gingerly and walked over to the office,along the corridor.It was more of a shuffle than a walk,at first,but they started taking bigger strides,as though trying to gain confidence.
The office door was open.
'Come on in,'the doctor called from inside.
Sara walked in first,closely followed by Grissom.They both sat on the cushioned chairs,yet felt more nervous than they had been in the waiting area.
'Good morning,'the doctor said 'I'm Dr. Sheinbaum.You must be the Grissoms.'
They nodded solemnly.
'I'm so terribly sorry for your loss,I can't imagine what it would be like for-'
'Dr,can we please just get what we came here for?'
'Uh...yes,of course,Mr Grissom....uh.....your wife is perfectly healthy,which is quite a miracle,considering....'
The doctor trailed off,as it looked as though Sara was about to kill him.Then her look changed,and she looked as though she was about to cry.
Grissom put his arm around her,somewhat awkwardly,and leaned towards the doctor.
'Can we go now?' Grissom asked,nodding slightly towards Sara.
'Uh...yes,that was all for today....we still have some more tests and we're waiting for the results,so if you could come back in....' he checked his calendar 3 weeks...'
Grissom nodded.
When they got back to his car,Grissom bundles Sara into the back seat and drove silently towards his townhouse.
'Where are you going?' Sara questioned him,with a little hostility in her voice.
Grissom paused for a moment,thinking about the question.
'Home.'
'What are you talking about?We've still got half the shift left!'
He sighed.
'Sara,I know how much you don't want to be,but you're still on....' he stopped,wondering what effect his words would have '....maternity leave.'
She choked out her next words.
'Fine......home.'
'Hey Cath,do you know when Grissom gets back?' Warrick asked,poking his head round the door of the break room.
She looked up from her BLT and tried to force down a mouthful so that she could talk.
'Nope.'
Warrick sighed.
'You know,not that I don't want him to be with Sara right now,I mean,she needs it,but I don't think I can take another day with this jackass as supervisor.
He poked a thumb in the direction of their new supervisor,a short bald man who was certainly no Grissom.
'I hope Grissom comes back soon.....Sara too.....it's just,you know,not the same without them.'Warrick admitted,plopping down on the couch.
'When she's ready,I think she'll come ' Catherine said '....when she's ready.......'
'Come on Sara,you've got to rest,'Grissom pleaded,tugging at the duvet on the double bed.
She shook her head.
'Dammit,Grissom,I don't need rest....I need.....I.....I don't know what I need.'
He stared at her with a 'I really care about you,so you'd better get in the damn bed' look.
Sighing loudly,she relented and collapsed on to the bed.
'Sweet dreams,' he whispered before clicking the light off.
'I wish,' she answered,not sure whether he had heard her or not.
OK,I know that was a wee short chappie,but lots of people have been saying they want more,or if I'm going to write more,so here's proof that I am! Again,thanks to everyone who R & R-ed it,and I really appreciate all the support,so stay tuned!
:)
