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Disclaimer: I don't own anything that deals with CSI.
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Warrick and I worked on the hit and run case for sixteen straight hours. We were both exhausted. We finally found our driver and had him arrested. We walked in the locker room and gathered our stuff to go home. Grissom, Catherine, and Nick had a tough case as well and they finished up about an hour before we did. Nick had called me to let me know that he was going home. "Man, I can't believe it's still raining outside." Warrick replied and closed his locker.
"Yeah, at least it isn't pouring as bad as it was earlier." I commented.
"Come on. Let's get out of here." He suggested and we walked down the hall heading for the parking lot. As soon as we stepped outside, we heard the thunder bang loudly and the sky opened up more, letting the rain cascade down in sheets.
"What was that you were saying about the rain?" Warrick asked me teasingly.
"I should learn to keep my mouth shut." I replied dreading the drive home.
Warrick turned to me. "I'll see you tonight. Be careful."
"You too." I watched as Warrick took off running toward his car. I smiled and then took off myself. I reached my car and quickly got inside. I started the car and began driving home. I called Nick on my home to make sure he was okay.
"Hello?"
"Hey." I answered. "How are you?"
"Better now that I'm talking to you. Did you finish your case?"
"Finally. I'm on my way home now." I was driving behind a car that was going twenty miles an hour. Not that I minded, I could barely see a few feet in front of me.
"Can you believe this rain? I feel like I should be out building an ark or something."
"We might need that ark before it's over with." My wipers were on fast speed and I still couldn't see. I decided to pull over and flipped my hazard lights on. "I had to pull over. I can't see a thing."
"Good, I'm worried about you driving in this rain." I smiled at his concern, and then it dawned on me. Warrick was out in this weather too.
"Nick, I need to call Warrick and make sure he's okay. He left the same time I did."
"Okay, call me back once you talk to him."
"I will." I hung up the phone and dialed Warrick's cell. He answered on the second ring.
"Yeah?"
"Hey Warrick, it's Sara. I was calling to see if you were okay."
"I had to pull over. I can't see the car ahead of me."
"So did I. I'm glad you're okay."
"Thanks for the concern Sara. I'm fine. Do me a favor though will ya?"
"Sure."
"Call me when you get home."
I couldn't help but smile. "I will. I promise. Bye Warrick." I heard him say bye and I dialed Nick back and informed him that Warrick was fine. I was on the phone with Nick when I heard a car coming behind me. I glanced in my rearview mirror and could hardly make out the headlights. There were two sets that were side by side. They were approaching at a very fast speed. I heard a sickening screeching noise and heard metal hit against metal. Before I knew it, one of the cars came crashing into the side of mine. The impact knocked me from side to side. My head smacked against the glass and I heard it break. I felt pain and I reached up to touch the side of my head. It was wet and blood poured out and ran along my fingertips. I could hear Nick's frantic voice calling out to me. I unhooked my seatbelt and grabbed the phone.
"Nick, I have to go and call an ambulance." I told him.
"Sara, what happened? Are you okay?" His voice was laced with concern and it broke my heart he had to hear the crash over the phone.
I glanced through the cracked window and noticed that the driver in the car that hit me wasn't moving. "I'm okay, but I have to go. I'll call you back."
"Sara, wait!" I hung up the phone and dialed 911. The dispatcher told me that someone had already called the accident in. I shut the phone off and got out of the car. The rain continued its heavy assault on the ground. I walked over and checked the driver. His forehead was sliced open where he hit the windshield. He wasn't wearing a seatbelt and he was incredibly lucky he wasn't thrown out the window. I checked his vitals noticing that they were weak. Tearing off a piece of my shirt, I pressed the cloth against his forehead, doing my best to apply pressure. People stated gathering around and staring. I finally heard the sirens of the ambulance. The man in the car opened his eyes and glared at me with vacant eyes. He reached up and touched my hand where I was holding the cloth.
"I...never meant....for this to happen." He told me.
"Sir, just relax. Help is on its way."
He began shaking and I knew he was going into shock. "I.....was.....stupid....it was a race."
I looked over at the other vehicle and noticed it was also banged up. The driver of that car seemed okay, but I wasn't sure. I was afraid to leave the man before me.
"My name is......Jerry Douglas.....tell my wife and kids." He took a deep breath. "Tell them....I'm sorry....and I love them." He closed his eyes and then time seemed to stop. The paramedics came over and moved me aside. They began working on Douglas. One paramedic looked over at me and reached for my hand.
"Ma'am, would you please come with me?"
I nodded and finally walked over with him. He sat me down in the ambulance and began examining my head.
"You need to come with us to the hospital." He told me.
I didn't want to, but I knew I would need stitches. "Okay."
"Stay here and don't go to sleep. You might have a concussion." He informed me and then left to go check on the other driver. I sat there and started shivering. It was cold and my clothes were drenched. I couldn't believe how exhausted I was. I was about to close my eyes when I heard someone call my name. I opened them and saw Brass coming toward me.
"Sara, my gosh, are you okay?" He asked me and gently touched my shoulder.
"I'm fine. Just a little sore and sleepy." I replied.
"Well, you're not going to sleep. I'm not going to let you." He sat down beside me and began asking me what happened. I think he was doing it to keep me awake. There were plenty of officers on the scene now talking to witnesses and taking pictures of the cars.
"I had pulled over because I couldn't see. Then all of the sudden, these headlights come straight at me and I heard a loud noise and then the car hit me."
"You didn't see what happened?"
I shook my head. "No."
"Its okay. I'm going to go and talk to some more officers and then I'll call Grissom and let him know what's going on."
"Okay." He left me alone and I closed my eyes. I wanted to lie down and sleep away the pain. I was about to lean back when a paramedic came back.
"Miss Sidle?"
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
"You need to stay awake okay. We're fixing to head out to the hospital."
"Okay." We were soon in motion and I must have drifted off to sleep because the next thing I remember is being carried inside the E.R. by one of the paramedics. He sat me down on a bed and I was out.
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TBC
I would like to say from here on out the story becomes more depressing and deals with a very serious issue. I've done quite a bit of research on the topic and I've tried my best to keep it realistic. I will remind you that this is still a fanfic so not everything might be as accurate. Thanks!!! Please review!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that deals with CSI.
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Warrick and I worked on the hit and run case for sixteen straight hours. We were both exhausted. We finally found our driver and had him arrested. We walked in the locker room and gathered our stuff to go home. Grissom, Catherine, and Nick had a tough case as well and they finished up about an hour before we did. Nick had called me to let me know that he was going home. "Man, I can't believe it's still raining outside." Warrick replied and closed his locker.
"Yeah, at least it isn't pouring as bad as it was earlier." I commented.
"Come on. Let's get out of here." He suggested and we walked down the hall heading for the parking lot. As soon as we stepped outside, we heard the thunder bang loudly and the sky opened up more, letting the rain cascade down in sheets.
"What was that you were saying about the rain?" Warrick asked me teasingly.
"I should learn to keep my mouth shut." I replied dreading the drive home.
Warrick turned to me. "I'll see you tonight. Be careful."
"You too." I watched as Warrick took off running toward his car. I smiled and then took off myself. I reached my car and quickly got inside. I started the car and began driving home. I called Nick on my home to make sure he was okay.
"Hello?"
"Hey." I answered. "How are you?"
"Better now that I'm talking to you. Did you finish your case?"
"Finally. I'm on my way home now." I was driving behind a car that was going twenty miles an hour. Not that I minded, I could barely see a few feet in front of me.
"Can you believe this rain? I feel like I should be out building an ark or something."
"We might need that ark before it's over with." My wipers were on fast speed and I still couldn't see. I decided to pull over and flipped my hazard lights on. "I had to pull over. I can't see a thing."
"Good, I'm worried about you driving in this rain." I smiled at his concern, and then it dawned on me. Warrick was out in this weather too.
"Nick, I need to call Warrick and make sure he's okay. He left the same time I did."
"Okay, call me back once you talk to him."
"I will." I hung up the phone and dialed Warrick's cell. He answered on the second ring.
"Yeah?"
"Hey Warrick, it's Sara. I was calling to see if you were okay."
"I had to pull over. I can't see the car ahead of me."
"So did I. I'm glad you're okay."
"Thanks for the concern Sara. I'm fine. Do me a favor though will ya?"
"Sure."
"Call me when you get home."
I couldn't help but smile. "I will. I promise. Bye Warrick." I heard him say bye and I dialed Nick back and informed him that Warrick was fine. I was on the phone with Nick when I heard a car coming behind me. I glanced in my rearview mirror and could hardly make out the headlights. There were two sets that were side by side. They were approaching at a very fast speed. I heard a sickening screeching noise and heard metal hit against metal. Before I knew it, one of the cars came crashing into the side of mine. The impact knocked me from side to side. My head smacked against the glass and I heard it break. I felt pain and I reached up to touch the side of my head. It was wet and blood poured out and ran along my fingertips. I could hear Nick's frantic voice calling out to me. I unhooked my seatbelt and grabbed the phone.
"Nick, I have to go and call an ambulance." I told him.
"Sara, what happened? Are you okay?" His voice was laced with concern and it broke my heart he had to hear the crash over the phone.
I glanced through the cracked window and noticed that the driver in the car that hit me wasn't moving. "I'm okay, but I have to go. I'll call you back."
"Sara, wait!" I hung up the phone and dialed 911. The dispatcher told me that someone had already called the accident in. I shut the phone off and got out of the car. The rain continued its heavy assault on the ground. I walked over and checked the driver. His forehead was sliced open where he hit the windshield. He wasn't wearing a seatbelt and he was incredibly lucky he wasn't thrown out the window. I checked his vitals noticing that they were weak. Tearing off a piece of my shirt, I pressed the cloth against his forehead, doing my best to apply pressure. People stated gathering around and staring. I finally heard the sirens of the ambulance. The man in the car opened his eyes and glared at me with vacant eyes. He reached up and touched my hand where I was holding the cloth.
"I...never meant....for this to happen." He told me.
"Sir, just relax. Help is on its way."
He began shaking and I knew he was going into shock. "I.....was.....stupid....it was a race."
I looked over at the other vehicle and noticed it was also banged up. The driver of that car seemed okay, but I wasn't sure. I was afraid to leave the man before me.
"My name is......Jerry Douglas.....tell my wife and kids." He took a deep breath. "Tell them....I'm sorry....and I love them." He closed his eyes and then time seemed to stop. The paramedics came over and moved me aside. They began working on Douglas. One paramedic looked over at me and reached for my hand.
"Ma'am, would you please come with me?"
I nodded and finally walked over with him. He sat me down in the ambulance and began examining my head.
"You need to come with us to the hospital." He told me.
I didn't want to, but I knew I would need stitches. "Okay."
"Stay here and don't go to sleep. You might have a concussion." He informed me and then left to go check on the other driver. I sat there and started shivering. It was cold and my clothes were drenched. I couldn't believe how exhausted I was. I was about to close my eyes when I heard someone call my name. I opened them and saw Brass coming toward me.
"Sara, my gosh, are you okay?" He asked me and gently touched my shoulder.
"I'm fine. Just a little sore and sleepy." I replied.
"Well, you're not going to sleep. I'm not going to let you." He sat down beside me and began asking me what happened. I think he was doing it to keep me awake. There were plenty of officers on the scene now talking to witnesses and taking pictures of the cars.
"I had pulled over because I couldn't see. Then all of the sudden, these headlights come straight at me and I heard a loud noise and then the car hit me."
"You didn't see what happened?"
I shook my head. "No."
"Its okay. I'm going to go and talk to some more officers and then I'll call Grissom and let him know what's going on."
"Okay." He left me alone and I closed my eyes. I wanted to lie down and sleep away the pain. I was about to lean back when a paramedic came back.
"Miss Sidle?"
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
"You need to stay awake okay. We're fixing to head out to the hospital."
"Okay." We were soon in motion and I must have drifted off to sleep because the next thing I remember is being carried inside the E.R. by one of the paramedics. He sat me down on a bed and I was out.
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TBC
I would like to say from here on out the story becomes more depressing and deals with a very serious issue. I've done quite a bit of research on the topic and I've tried my best to keep it realistic. I will remind you that this is still a fanfic so not everything might be as accurate. Thanks!!! Please review!!