Chapter 8
Car Park Continued
"N-o S-a-r-a." He held her tightly.
"It's nothing Griss." She cupped his face gently.
He sniffed and covered her abdomen with his hand. "Stay with me Sara please." He begged in tears.
She smiled fondly at him and brushed her thumb over his lips. "I'm always here." He leaned down and kissed her softly. She closed her eyes briefly when he pulled away.
"It's coming Sara. The ambulance is coming." She looked at him strangely. She must have not heard him call or past out. He smiled at her confusion and raised his watch. "Tracer." He shrugged. "Comes in handy and a friend knows how much I care for you."
"I'll have to meet him." She coughed. "Ow. It hurts." She whined then grinned. "You seem to be doing that a lot lately."
Both Grissom's eyebrows shot up. "What?"
"My legs Griss, they're cold." She moaned.
"It's just the shock, you're going to be fine Sara. Can you hear the ambulance? It's close." The sirens were heading towards them fast. "What have I been doing a lot of?" He asked trying to keep her talking.
"Hurting me." She beamed.
"You can be quite funny when lying in a pool of blood Sidle."
"Thanks for reminding me." She laughed. "Ow god, stop making me laugh it hurts." He chuckled and caressed her face. She looked up at him with a serious and calm face. "I love you. You know that right?"
He closed his eyes at her words and nodded. "Tell me later when you're in a stiff bed and eating horrible hospital food." He instructed brushing her hair back.
She shook her head. "I don't think that's going to happen."
"No Sara it is and we'll discuss everything later. We've got so much to talk about Sara." He stressed, applying more pressure to her abdomen. He winced in pain and hoped that Sara missed it, but she didn't
"You're hurt." She accused. "Show me." She ordered. "Show me Grissom."
"It's nothing, just lay still." He soothed.
She reached out and ran her hand down his back and her eyes grew wide. "Griss."
"Sssh" He leaned over her and kissed her lips softly. "I'm fine. I've had worse believe me." The ambulance screeched to a halt and the EMT's ran towards them.
"Let's get her onto the gurney and to the hospital quickly." The EMT instructed.
They gave her treatment and loaded her onto the gurney. Grissom never let her hand go. Her eyes never left his even when they carried her to the ambulance. Grissom sat next to her and watched as she closed her eyes and suddenly stopped breathing.
"No Sara, listen to me. God damnit." He shouted. The EMT worked quickly as Grissom continued to talk and stroke her hair back to place a kiss on her forehead. "Don't leave me." He whispered into her ear.
Hospital
"You need to be checked out." The EMT said seeing the blood on his back.
"I'm fine." Grissom watched as Sara was wheeled into the emergency room. She started breathing again but didn't regain consciousness.
"Gil." Grissom turned to see Freddie approaching him. "Is she alright?"
Grissom leaned against the wall and groaned in pain. "I don't know. She's been shot in her abdomen. I tried to stop the bleeding but there was too much blood." He paused and narrowed his eyes. "Two men in a car, one with an automatic. What's going on?"
Freddie shook his head and waved a doctor over as he pointed at Grissom. "He's very stubborn and has a gunshot wound in his lower back."
"Fred I'm fine." Grissom protested and winced as he moved.
"It's an order Gil."
"Yeah fine, although I don't work for you anymore." He moaned moving with the doctor's help to a waiting cubicle.
Freddie waved a hand at him. "Technicality, just get checked out while I make sure she's properly looked after."
"Thank you Fred."
The Next Day: Hospital
The strangest feeling was waking up in a white room that he was sure was green when he left with the doctor. He looked around to stop at the bed next to his. He pushed himself up and off the bed. He wasn't in his clothes from the night before. His shirt was ruin with his and Sara's blood and wore no top now. He's wearing a pair of doctors blue surgery scrubs because his pants were also ruined. He slightly limped to the other bed and pulled himself up to sit next to the sleeping beauty.
"Hey." She said groggy from sleep.
"How you feeling?" He asked taking her hand in his.
"Better. Sore and tired though." She squeezed his hand. "Come here." She pulled his hand and he lay next to her.
"I told you you'd be ok." He whispered.
"I know." She looked at him and smiled. "My back and legs hurts." She groaned and shifted slightly.
"Well, you see, that's what happens when you get shot." He grinned and kissed her lips. "Sleep and the pain will go away."
"I tend to." She pulled his hand to her stomach and tenderly stroked the soft hairs on the back of his neck as she slowly slipped into sleep.
Car Park Continued
"N-o S-a-r-a." He held her tightly.
"It's nothing Griss." She cupped his face gently.
He sniffed and covered her abdomen with his hand. "Stay with me Sara please." He begged in tears.
She smiled fondly at him and brushed her thumb over his lips. "I'm always here." He leaned down and kissed her softly. She closed her eyes briefly when he pulled away.
"It's coming Sara. The ambulance is coming." She looked at him strangely. She must have not heard him call or past out. He smiled at her confusion and raised his watch. "Tracer." He shrugged. "Comes in handy and a friend knows how much I care for you."
"I'll have to meet him." She coughed. "Ow. It hurts." She whined then grinned. "You seem to be doing that a lot lately."
Both Grissom's eyebrows shot up. "What?"
"My legs Griss, they're cold." She moaned.
"It's just the shock, you're going to be fine Sara. Can you hear the ambulance? It's close." The sirens were heading towards them fast. "What have I been doing a lot of?" He asked trying to keep her talking.
"Hurting me." She beamed.
"You can be quite funny when lying in a pool of blood Sidle."
"Thanks for reminding me." She laughed. "Ow god, stop making me laugh it hurts." He chuckled and caressed her face. She looked up at him with a serious and calm face. "I love you. You know that right?"
He closed his eyes at her words and nodded. "Tell me later when you're in a stiff bed and eating horrible hospital food." He instructed brushing her hair back.
She shook her head. "I don't think that's going to happen."
"No Sara it is and we'll discuss everything later. We've got so much to talk about Sara." He stressed, applying more pressure to her abdomen. He winced in pain and hoped that Sara missed it, but she didn't
"You're hurt." She accused. "Show me." She ordered. "Show me Grissom."
"It's nothing, just lay still." He soothed.
She reached out and ran her hand down his back and her eyes grew wide. "Griss."
"Sssh" He leaned over her and kissed her lips softly. "I'm fine. I've had worse believe me." The ambulance screeched to a halt and the EMT's ran towards them.
"Let's get her onto the gurney and to the hospital quickly." The EMT instructed.
They gave her treatment and loaded her onto the gurney. Grissom never let her hand go. Her eyes never left his even when they carried her to the ambulance. Grissom sat next to her and watched as she closed her eyes and suddenly stopped breathing.
"No Sara, listen to me. God damnit." He shouted. The EMT worked quickly as Grissom continued to talk and stroke her hair back to place a kiss on her forehead. "Don't leave me." He whispered into her ear.
Hospital
"You need to be checked out." The EMT said seeing the blood on his back.
"I'm fine." Grissom watched as Sara was wheeled into the emergency room. She started breathing again but didn't regain consciousness.
"Gil." Grissom turned to see Freddie approaching him. "Is she alright?"
Grissom leaned against the wall and groaned in pain. "I don't know. She's been shot in her abdomen. I tried to stop the bleeding but there was too much blood." He paused and narrowed his eyes. "Two men in a car, one with an automatic. What's going on?"
Freddie shook his head and waved a doctor over as he pointed at Grissom. "He's very stubborn and has a gunshot wound in his lower back."
"Fred I'm fine." Grissom protested and winced as he moved.
"It's an order Gil."
"Yeah fine, although I don't work for you anymore." He moaned moving with the doctor's help to a waiting cubicle.
Freddie waved a hand at him. "Technicality, just get checked out while I make sure she's properly looked after."
"Thank you Fred."
The Next Day: Hospital
The strangest feeling was waking up in a white room that he was sure was green when he left with the doctor. He looked around to stop at the bed next to his. He pushed himself up and off the bed. He wasn't in his clothes from the night before. His shirt was ruin with his and Sara's blood and wore no top now. He's wearing a pair of doctors blue surgery scrubs because his pants were also ruined. He slightly limped to the other bed and pulled himself up to sit next to the sleeping beauty.
"Hey." She said groggy from sleep.
"How you feeling?" He asked taking her hand in his.
"Better. Sore and tired though." She squeezed his hand. "Come here." She pulled his hand and he lay next to her.
"I told you you'd be ok." He whispered.
"I know." She looked at him and smiled. "My back and legs hurts." She groaned and shifted slightly.
"Well, you see, that's what happens when you get shot." He grinned and kissed her lips. "Sleep and the pain will go away."
"I tend to." She pulled his hand to her stomach and tenderly stroked the soft hairs on the back of his neck as she slowly slipped into sleep.