Chapter 18
Sara's apartment
She sat numbly on her couch. She hadn't moved since Craig dropped her off. He was outside in his car. Making sure she was ok and waiting to be relieved. It was essential that a target be watched over even after the shooter was killed.
Sitting in the dark at 2 in the morning, it was quiet and cold. The tears came and went as she tried not to think about what had happened. Sticky tear marks could be seen clearly on her cheeks as she held a blanket tightly to her.
Thinking about Jeff made her cry. She had spent time with him and gotten to know him, but he said all those things. She covered her face as more tears came. She couldn't stop hearing Freddie's voice as he told Grissom that she knew about the unit, but never said anything. She was to blame for all this. She was the one that put them in danger. They tried to eliminate her, but Grissom got involved.
Everything collapsed, her world, his world, everyone's world. all because she knew about a secret operation and refused to take the job offer, because she had a better one. A personal one.
Crying herself to sleep on her couch. She curled up into a tight ball as sobs shook her body. She didn't mean for this to happen. She didn't mean to fall in love and refuse to let him go. It just happened.
Street
The car drove away into the morning darkness. He stood staring at the apartment and took note of the darkness. No light could be seen.
He didn't know why he was feeling the need to leave town and forget this ever happened, but he couldn't do it.
He tucked his hands into his jacket pockets and hung his head.
He believed her when she told him that she didn't say anything because she didn't want to get him into trouble, but she didn't say anything about being offered to work with him or mention to him that she knew about the unit and his work. Why didn't she? She let him fall deeper for her, so deep he couldn't pull back. He can't let her go now, not after what had happened. But he couldn't go back to normal and work with her, knowing they had been through hell and back, slept together, declared their love for each other and not stay.
Freddie knew how much he cared for her and he let it progress. Why didn't he pull him from the case and put an end to their relationship before it got too far, now it was too late.
He felt like a cult leader. The unit has been disbanded and all the agents were transferred to different posts. The FBI were looking into Freddie's case and were getting ready to send him to prison.
Now Grissom stood, looking at the door of her apartment. He felt lost.
Sara's apartment
Sara sat up and sniffled. She couldn't sleep for long. She ached all over and her head hurt. She missed him so much and was afraid she'd never see him again.
Hearing the knock at the door, she looked at the clock and realised it must be Craig checking on her again. She wiped her face roughly and made her way to the door. She opened it slowly and with tired eyes, looked up. Her heart stopped beating at the sight of him.
She stood there like a statue. Her feet were cemented to the floor and her body felt heavy. She stared at him as he started back. He blinked slowly and dropped his head.
"Can I come in?" He asked quietly.
Sara stepped back a little and let him pass. She closed the door and turned to find him standing directly in front of her. "Grissom." She started in a weak voice, but stopped. He looked down at her as she continued. "I'm sorry." She whispered, shifting past him.
Grissom reached out and grasped her arm. "Sara."
She looked down at his hand and stopped moving. "I should have told you."
"You didn't."
"I know." Her voice cracked. "I wanted too. I couldn't."
He turned towards her and squeezed her arm. She looked up slowly. "If this is going to work, then we need to tell each other everything."
Sara nodded. "I'm sorry. I didn't know how to tell you. I didn't want you to leave. I had to keep you here. If I told you, you would have left."
"You don't know that."
"I did." She cover his hand. "I know you. If I told you, what would Freddie have done?" Getting no answer, she closed her eyes. "This would have happened sooner or later. I'm to blame and I was selfish enough to drag you with me."
Grissom stepped closer to her and cupped her face with both hands. She looked into his eyes and saw the love there. "I would follow you to hell and back if you asked me too."
"You did and we're here now. You have to believe me that what Jeff said was not true." Sara pressed, urging him to believe her.
He nodded and smiled. "I know. I admit I believed him at first, but I know you. You wouldn't do that."
She smiled sadly and sighed. "I'm going to get a glass of water." She murmured and pulled away.
Grissom followed her into the kitchen and turned a light on as she opened the fridge for a bottle of water. She poured it into a tall glass and drank half of it. "I'm staying you know."
Sara turned to look at him. "You promised me. I remember." She shrugged. "I hope you understand that now you are working at the lab you won't be able to just forget about me."
He grinned and shook his head. He moved towards her and wrapped her up in his arms. "The thought never crossed my mind."
"It did me, I'll admit." She giggled.
"I won't lie to you Sara." He whispered into her ear.
Sara hugged him tighter and kissed his neck. "I won't lie to you either Gil." Grissom smiled. They held each other for a long time.
It wasn't going to be easy, but without the unit after them, life would be less dangerous and less difficult. Grissom would work at the lab like he always did, but only on case's Brass handed out. He and Sara would see each other outside the lab in an intimate relationship that no one could pry apart if they tried.
The other's got use to the idea of having Grissom back at the lab and working along side him. He was just like the last 6 years, but the atmosphere was more relaxed. They could tell that Grissom and Sara were seeing each other, it was no secret and the team were happy that they finally got together.
The FBI charged Freddie with Jeff's death amongst numerous other charges and sentenced him to prison for life.
The unit was gone and life went on. No more running, watching your back and no more guns being waved around. Life turned out safer than before the unit came into light. Although the circumstances for the break up of the unit seemed futile. Freddie had a break down and was given months in a mental hospital. Two lives were interrupted because he couldn't hold his head together and couldn't let his best agent go without a fight.
He lost in the end and Grissom won; he got his life and the girl.
THE END
(I know! Confusing, but it was late and I was running on cola and chewing gum. Bad combination when trying to have a written argument and a certain cat keeps jumping up and breaking what lack of concentration I did have. Grammars crap I know, but I'll try harder next time. Hope you liked what bits you did understand.)
Sara's apartment
She sat numbly on her couch. She hadn't moved since Craig dropped her off. He was outside in his car. Making sure she was ok and waiting to be relieved. It was essential that a target be watched over even after the shooter was killed.
Sitting in the dark at 2 in the morning, it was quiet and cold. The tears came and went as she tried not to think about what had happened. Sticky tear marks could be seen clearly on her cheeks as she held a blanket tightly to her.
Thinking about Jeff made her cry. She had spent time with him and gotten to know him, but he said all those things. She covered her face as more tears came. She couldn't stop hearing Freddie's voice as he told Grissom that she knew about the unit, but never said anything. She was to blame for all this. She was the one that put them in danger. They tried to eliminate her, but Grissom got involved.
Everything collapsed, her world, his world, everyone's world. all because she knew about a secret operation and refused to take the job offer, because she had a better one. A personal one.
Crying herself to sleep on her couch. She curled up into a tight ball as sobs shook her body. She didn't mean for this to happen. She didn't mean to fall in love and refuse to let him go. It just happened.
Street
The car drove away into the morning darkness. He stood staring at the apartment and took note of the darkness. No light could be seen.
He didn't know why he was feeling the need to leave town and forget this ever happened, but he couldn't do it.
He tucked his hands into his jacket pockets and hung his head.
He believed her when she told him that she didn't say anything because she didn't want to get him into trouble, but she didn't say anything about being offered to work with him or mention to him that she knew about the unit and his work. Why didn't she? She let him fall deeper for her, so deep he couldn't pull back. He can't let her go now, not after what had happened. But he couldn't go back to normal and work with her, knowing they had been through hell and back, slept together, declared their love for each other and not stay.
Freddie knew how much he cared for her and he let it progress. Why didn't he pull him from the case and put an end to their relationship before it got too far, now it was too late.
He felt like a cult leader. The unit has been disbanded and all the agents were transferred to different posts. The FBI were looking into Freddie's case and were getting ready to send him to prison.
Now Grissom stood, looking at the door of her apartment. He felt lost.
Sara's apartment
Sara sat up and sniffled. She couldn't sleep for long. She ached all over and her head hurt. She missed him so much and was afraid she'd never see him again.
Hearing the knock at the door, she looked at the clock and realised it must be Craig checking on her again. She wiped her face roughly and made her way to the door. She opened it slowly and with tired eyes, looked up. Her heart stopped beating at the sight of him.
She stood there like a statue. Her feet were cemented to the floor and her body felt heavy. She stared at him as he started back. He blinked slowly and dropped his head.
"Can I come in?" He asked quietly.
Sara stepped back a little and let him pass. She closed the door and turned to find him standing directly in front of her. "Grissom." She started in a weak voice, but stopped. He looked down at her as she continued. "I'm sorry." She whispered, shifting past him.
Grissom reached out and grasped her arm. "Sara."
She looked down at his hand and stopped moving. "I should have told you."
"You didn't."
"I know." Her voice cracked. "I wanted too. I couldn't."
He turned towards her and squeezed her arm. She looked up slowly. "If this is going to work, then we need to tell each other everything."
Sara nodded. "I'm sorry. I didn't know how to tell you. I didn't want you to leave. I had to keep you here. If I told you, you would have left."
"You don't know that."
"I did." She cover his hand. "I know you. If I told you, what would Freddie have done?" Getting no answer, she closed her eyes. "This would have happened sooner or later. I'm to blame and I was selfish enough to drag you with me."
Grissom stepped closer to her and cupped her face with both hands. She looked into his eyes and saw the love there. "I would follow you to hell and back if you asked me too."
"You did and we're here now. You have to believe me that what Jeff said was not true." Sara pressed, urging him to believe her.
He nodded and smiled. "I know. I admit I believed him at first, but I know you. You wouldn't do that."
She smiled sadly and sighed. "I'm going to get a glass of water." She murmured and pulled away.
Grissom followed her into the kitchen and turned a light on as she opened the fridge for a bottle of water. She poured it into a tall glass and drank half of it. "I'm staying you know."
Sara turned to look at him. "You promised me. I remember." She shrugged. "I hope you understand that now you are working at the lab you won't be able to just forget about me."
He grinned and shook his head. He moved towards her and wrapped her up in his arms. "The thought never crossed my mind."
"It did me, I'll admit." She giggled.
"I won't lie to you Sara." He whispered into her ear.
Sara hugged him tighter and kissed his neck. "I won't lie to you either Gil." Grissom smiled. They held each other for a long time.
It wasn't going to be easy, but without the unit after them, life would be less dangerous and less difficult. Grissom would work at the lab like he always did, but only on case's Brass handed out. He and Sara would see each other outside the lab in an intimate relationship that no one could pry apart if they tried.
The other's got use to the idea of having Grissom back at the lab and working along side him. He was just like the last 6 years, but the atmosphere was more relaxed. They could tell that Grissom and Sara were seeing each other, it was no secret and the team were happy that they finally got together.
The FBI charged Freddie with Jeff's death amongst numerous other charges and sentenced him to prison for life.
The unit was gone and life went on. No more running, watching your back and no more guns being waved around. Life turned out safer than before the unit came into light. Although the circumstances for the break up of the unit seemed futile. Freddie had a break down and was given months in a mental hospital. Two lives were interrupted because he couldn't hold his head together and couldn't let his best agent go without a fight.
He lost in the end and Grissom won; he got his life and the girl.
THE END
(I know! Confusing, but it was late and I was running on cola and chewing gum. Bad combination when trying to have a written argument and a certain cat keeps jumping up and breaking what lack of concentration I did have. Grammars crap I know, but I'll try harder next time. Hope you liked what bits you did understand.)