Flashes
Author: Moggie
Category: Drama, Romance, Angst, Pairing: G/S Rating: R Summary: Sara's been in a car accident on the way to a crime scene. Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I do not under any circumstances own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation. Notes: This story is in parts. Flashes to the past, from 1999 to the present, so stay patient. There is a sort of stringy plot, but it takes time getting to it. The flashes come together believe me they do. Read on Fanfiction addicts.
****Chapter 1/?****
May 2003 - earlier
"Be careful tonight." He whispered into her ear as he held her close. They were standing on the doorstep in the rain.
"I'll be fine." She kissed the corner of his mouth and ran her fingers through his wet curls. "See you later."
"Ok." He let her go and watched as she climbed into her car and before driving away, she waved.
********
May 2003 - now
"Where is she?" He stormed through the doors and ran up to the small crowd. "Where is she?" He shouted looking around.
"There." Nick pointed numbly through the doors of the emergency room.
He stood there in terrifying shock. Doctors and nurses surrounded her with needles, blood bags, drugs, drips, blood and more blood. He pressed his left hand against the cold glass and watched as the monitor gave out its long single droned beep as the line stretched the screen with no interruption. They were rushing around her calling out orders as they hurriedly tried to get her heart working.
********
Past - Middle 1999 - First Public Appearance
Warrick walked down the corridor of the lab and stopped in his tracks. "What do we have here?" He mused.
Nick turned to him and shrugged. "No idea. The last time I saw Griss and Sara they were arguing. Big time."
Grissom stood in the break room in front of the coffee pot. He was talking to Sara. She was standing close to Grissom, more like he was standing close to her. His right hand was in her left and his left hand held her lower back. Sara was blushing visibly at words Grissom was whispering into her ear. Her other hand played lightly with the hairs at the nape of his neck.
Catherine bumped into Warrick and before she could use her mothering telling off mode, she saw what the two dumbfounded CSI's were looking at. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Catherine echoed Warrick's exact words with her own sudden surprise.
~*~
"Sweet talker." Sara giggled.
"Aren't I always?" He chuckled.
Sara leaned into him more. "Let's not go there."
Grissom leaned his head to hers and smiled. "Ok."
"What cases do we have tonight?" Sara asked brushing her fingers through his curls.
Grissom thought for a second and sighed. "Rape and a homicide." He pulled back and watched her eyes.
Sara smiled reassuringly. "I'll work the homicide please. I don't want to ruin my good mood."
"Alright." He leaned forward and captured her lips with his.
~*~
"Ok, let's break this up before we witness something we need counselling from." Catherine strolled into the room with Nick and Warrick trailing behind. "Hey guys."
Grissom smiled against Sara's neck and pulled away slowly. Sara poured herself and Grissom a coffee and sat down. Grissom picked up the case assignments and handed Nick, Warrick the rape and ushered them away before turning to Catherine. "Let's get to it." He took one sip of his coffee and followed the others.
********
May 2003 - now
"Follow me please." A nurse asked, but no one moved. "There's a private waiting room." The nurse pointed to the open door further down the hall and Nick nodded.
Nick hesitantly touched his arm and pulled him away from the door. "She's not breathing Nick, she's not breathing." He said panicked.
"I know, come on." Nick tried to pull him away, but he wouldn't move. The sounds of a charging battery forced his eyes closed as the paddles were applied to her chest. "Warrick help me please."
Warrick wiped his face and helped Nick pull him away. They managed to force him down the hallway and away from the still incessant sound of the flat line.
********
Past -Middle 1999 - Meeting at a Secret Location
"I was wondering where you'd got to."
He jogged up to her and gave her an apologetic smile. "Ok, I can make all kinds of excuses like my car broke down, my dog at my watch."
She laughed. "You don't have a dog."
He grinned and took a deep breath from his rushing to meet her. "True, but in this case would you believe the dog or the Catherine monster?"
She gave him a sympathetic grin. "Was she rambling on about you taking a night off to woo some girl you've fallen madly in love with?"
He chuckled and took her hands to pull her closer. "Something like that. She said something along the lines of 'If you want to woo the girl of your dreams then do it right.'" He shrugged and kissed her softly.
She pulled back slightly with a raised eyebrow. "And?"
"And the way to do that is to take her out to dinner and a long walk through the park." He watched her eyes widen in surprise and captured her lips again.
********
May 2003 - now
"Have you heard anything?" Catherine asked barging through the door.
Nick and Warrick shook their heads and looked across from them. He was looking out the window as the rain poured down. He closed his eyes and rests his head against the cool glass. His hands were stuffed deep into his pockets as he leaned sideways against the window. His tears evident on his face as the light from outside beamed through the dark room.
Catherine went to turn the light on, but Nick stopped her. "Let's get some coffee." She nodded and followed him out.
********
Past - Middle 1999 - Breakfast After Work
"One day you'll have to teach me how to flip a pancake." She smiled, watching him toss the cake into the air one more time before carefully folding and placing it on a hot plate.
"Come here and I'll teach you." He reached out for her hand and pulled her so she was now in front of him. Her back pressed against his chest. He held her hand gently and instructed her to pick up the ladle and pour the mixture into the pan. "Now hold it tight and swirl the mixture around until it fills the pan." He planted a kiss on her neck and nuzzled it for a few seconds. "Now shake it slightly." He pulled her hair away from her shoulder and kissed her collarbone. "Hmm. now flick your wrist and quickly toss the pan so the pancake leaps into the air." He cover her hand with his, holding the pan and flipping the cake into the air. She giggled as he nipped her ear and almost missed catching the pancake when it came back down to earth. "Now you know how to flip pancakes." He murmured tracing her ear with his tongue.
"Mhmmm." She pushed the pan to the back of the cooker and turned to him. He turned the cooker off and demandingly devoured her lips. "Teach me something else." She murmured into his mouth as they made their way to the bedroom.
********
May 2003 - now
He stood so numb, gazing out the window not knowing what to do. His whole life was coming to an end. The minute he heard about the crash, his whole world fell away and his body tumbled into oblivion. He felt lost and the pain in his chest that wouldn't stop until he knew she was all right. That she was going to pull through.
Warrick rubbed his face and sat back on the couch as he watched him carefully. He hadn't said a thing in an hour. No doctors came and that had to be a good sign, didn't it?
********
Past - Early 2001 - A Year into Their Relationship
"One day you'll thank me." He said serious as he moved to under a tree near the large fountain in the park.
She laughed. "Thank you? It's 3 in the morning and it's pouring with ran." He smirked and stood quietly in front of her. She stopped laughed when his smirk disappeared and watched him closely. "Why are we here anyway?" She asked softly. He cleared his throat and got down on one knee. She gasped. "No no no, stand up."
He smiled at her and pulled out a small box from his pocket. "I want to ask you something." He said nervously clearing his throat again. She didn't say anything, but nodded with a serious and shocked expression. "Erm." He laughed at himself for stalling. He steadied himself on his knee and slightly shuddered as the wetness from the rain seeped into his pant leg. "Sara Sidle..." He sobered his face and took a deep breath. "Will you marry me?"
She reached behind her and leaned against the tree. He watched as she slid down the trunk and crouch at its roots. "Gil Grissom, did you just propose to me or am I dreaming?" She asked seriously.
Chuckling he moved towards her and placed the ring on her finger. "I asked you to marry me, but still have no answer." He looked into her eyes and saw them dancing over his face to land on his intense blue eyes.
She smiled and dropped her head to look at the diamond ring that now rest on her finger. "Yes." She said quietly.
"Yes?" He asked with a smile. She nodded and laughed as he jumped up and pulled her with him. "You are wonderful." He smiled and held her as the rain continued to fall.
****** My first ever WIP. It will be finished I promise. I can't sleep if it's not completed. Be patient. I'm going away for 4 days so I'm no where near computers, TV, anything electronic, apart from my walkman. I'm going to be suffering from internet withdrawal by Friday 18th guaranteed. ******
**1-8 up, but still plenty to come or at least a few more.**
Author: Moggie
Category: Drama, Romance, Angst, Pairing: G/S Rating: R Summary: Sara's been in a car accident on the way to a crime scene. Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I do not under any circumstances own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation. Notes: This story is in parts. Flashes to the past, from 1999 to the present, so stay patient. There is a sort of stringy plot, but it takes time getting to it. The flashes come together believe me they do. Read on Fanfiction addicts.
****Chapter 1/?****
May 2003 - earlier
"Be careful tonight." He whispered into her ear as he held her close. They were standing on the doorstep in the rain.
"I'll be fine." She kissed the corner of his mouth and ran her fingers through his wet curls. "See you later."
"Ok." He let her go and watched as she climbed into her car and before driving away, she waved.
********
May 2003 - now
"Where is she?" He stormed through the doors and ran up to the small crowd. "Where is she?" He shouted looking around.
"There." Nick pointed numbly through the doors of the emergency room.
He stood there in terrifying shock. Doctors and nurses surrounded her with needles, blood bags, drugs, drips, blood and more blood. He pressed his left hand against the cold glass and watched as the monitor gave out its long single droned beep as the line stretched the screen with no interruption. They were rushing around her calling out orders as they hurriedly tried to get her heart working.
********
Past - Middle 1999 - First Public Appearance
Warrick walked down the corridor of the lab and stopped in his tracks. "What do we have here?" He mused.
Nick turned to him and shrugged. "No idea. The last time I saw Griss and Sara they were arguing. Big time."
Grissom stood in the break room in front of the coffee pot. He was talking to Sara. She was standing close to Grissom, more like he was standing close to her. His right hand was in her left and his left hand held her lower back. Sara was blushing visibly at words Grissom was whispering into her ear. Her other hand played lightly with the hairs at the nape of his neck.
Catherine bumped into Warrick and before she could use her mothering telling off mode, she saw what the two dumbfounded CSI's were looking at. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Catherine echoed Warrick's exact words with her own sudden surprise.
~*~
"Sweet talker." Sara giggled.
"Aren't I always?" He chuckled.
Sara leaned into him more. "Let's not go there."
Grissom leaned his head to hers and smiled. "Ok."
"What cases do we have tonight?" Sara asked brushing her fingers through his curls.
Grissom thought for a second and sighed. "Rape and a homicide." He pulled back and watched her eyes.
Sara smiled reassuringly. "I'll work the homicide please. I don't want to ruin my good mood."
"Alright." He leaned forward and captured her lips with his.
~*~
"Ok, let's break this up before we witness something we need counselling from." Catherine strolled into the room with Nick and Warrick trailing behind. "Hey guys."
Grissom smiled against Sara's neck and pulled away slowly. Sara poured herself and Grissom a coffee and sat down. Grissom picked up the case assignments and handed Nick, Warrick the rape and ushered them away before turning to Catherine. "Let's get to it." He took one sip of his coffee and followed the others.
********
May 2003 - now
"Follow me please." A nurse asked, but no one moved. "There's a private waiting room." The nurse pointed to the open door further down the hall and Nick nodded.
Nick hesitantly touched his arm and pulled him away from the door. "She's not breathing Nick, she's not breathing." He said panicked.
"I know, come on." Nick tried to pull him away, but he wouldn't move. The sounds of a charging battery forced his eyes closed as the paddles were applied to her chest. "Warrick help me please."
Warrick wiped his face and helped Nick pull him away. They managed to force him down the hallway and away from the still incessant sound of the flat line.
********
Past -Middle 1999 - Meeting at a Secret Location
"I was wondering where you'd got to."
He jogged up to her and gave her an apologetic smile. "Ok, I can make all kinds of excuses like my car broke down, my dog at my watch."
She laughed. "You don't have a dog."
He grinned and took a deep breath from his rushing to meet her. "True, but in this case would you believe the dog or the Catherine monster?"
She gave him a sympathetic grin. "Was she rambling on about you taking a night off to woo some girl you've fallen madly in love with?"
He chuckled and took her hands to pull her closer. "Something like that. She said something along the lines of 'If you want to woo the girl of your dreams then do it right.'" He shrugged and kissed her softly.
She pulled back slightly with a raised eyebrow. "And?"
"And the way to do that is to take her out to dinner and a long walk through the park." He watched her eyes widen in surprise and captured her lips again.
********
May 2003 - now
"Have you heard anything?" Catherine asked barging through the door.
Nick and Warrick shook their heads and looked across from them. He was looking out the window as the rain poured down. He closed his eyes and rests his head against the cool glass. His hands were stuffed deep into his pockets as he leaned sideways against the window. His tears evident on his face as the light from outside beamed through the dark room.
Catherine went to turn the light on, but Nick stopped her. "Let's get some coffee." She nodded and followed him out.
********
Past - Middle 1999 - Breakfast After Work
"One day you'll have to teach me how to flip a pancake." She smiled, watching him toss the cake into the air one more time before carefully folding and placing it on a hot plate.
"Come here and I'll teach you." He reached out for her hand and pulled her so she was now in front of him. Her back pressed against his chest. He held her hand gently and instructed her to pick up the ladle and pour the mixture into the pan. "Now hold it tight and swirl the mixture around until it fills the pan." He planted a kiss on her neck and nuzzled it for a few seconds. "Now shake it slightly." He pulled her hair away from her shoulder and kissed her collarbone. "Hmm. now flick your wrist and quickly toss the pan so the pancake leaps into the air." He cover her hand with his, holding the pan and flipping the cake into the air. She giggled as he nipped her ear and almost missed catching the pancake when it came back down to earth. "Now you know how to flip pancakes." He murmured tracing her ear with his tongue.
"Mhmmm." She pushed the pan to the back of the cooker and turned to him. He turned the cooker off and demandingly devoured her lips. "Teach me something else." She murmured into his mouth as they made their way to the bedroom.
********
May 2003 - now
He stood so numb, gazing out the window not knowing what to do. His whole life was coming to an end. The minute he heard about the crash, his whole world fell away and his body tumbled into oblivion. He felt lost and the pain in his chest that wouldn't stop until he knew she was all right. That she was going to pull through.
Warrick rubbed his face and sat back on the couch as he watched him carefully. He hadn't said a thing in an hour. No doctors came and that had to be a good sign, didn't it?
********
Past - Early 2001 - A Year into Their Relationship
"One day you'll thank me." He said serious as he moved to under a tree near the large fountain in the park.
She laughed. "Thank you? It's 3 in the morning and it's pouring with ran." He smirked and stood quietly in front of her. She stopped laughed when his smirk disappeared and watched him closely. "Why are we here anyway?" She asked softly. He cleared his throat and got down on one knee. She gasped. "No no no, stand up."
He smiled at her and pulled out a small box from his pocket. "I want to ask you something." He said nervously clearing his throat again. She didn't say anything, but nodded with a serious and shocked expression. "Erm." He laughed at himself for stalling. He steadied himself on his knee and slightly shuddered as the wetness from the rain seeped into his pant leg. "Sara Sidle..." He sobered his face and took a deep breath. "Will you marry me?"
She reached behind her and leaned against the tree. He watched as she slid down the trunk and crouch at its roots. "Gil Grissom, did you just propose to me or am I dreaming?" She asked seriously.
Chuckling he moved towards her and placed the ring on her finger. "I asked you to marry me, but still have no answer." He looked into her eyes and saw them dancing over his face to land on his intense blue eyes.
She smiled and dropped her head to look at the diamond ring that now rest on her finger. "Yes." She said quietly.
"Yes?" He asked with a smile. She nodded and laughed as he jumped up and pulled her with him. "You are wonderful." He smiled and held her as the rain continued to fall.
****** My first ever WIP. It will be finished I promise. I can't sleep if it's not completed. Be patient. I'm going away for 4 days so I'm no where near computers, TV, anything electronic, apart from my walkman. I'm going to be suffering from internet withdrawal by Friday 18th guaranteed. ******
**1-8 up, but still plenty to come or at least a few more.**