Stayin' With You: Chapter Two

"Where the hell is it?" Sara huffed under her breath. She couldn't find the application anywhere on Grissom's desk. She began to cry as she frantically searched his office.

She sighed, now distraught and crying hysterically. She went to the restroom to calm herself. Her pregnancy was taking an emotional toll on her. It wasn't that she didn't want the baby. She was actually quite happy, but she was afraid of what Grissom might think. She couldn't tell him just yet. She had to find her application and burn it so that it would no longer exist.

***

Grissom noticed that Sara was definitely not herself, but he was afraid to ask what was wrong. She stopped coming over, and she stopped asking him to come over. He figured she wanted some space right now. They had been spending a lot of time together; space was always a good thing…he hoped.

He felt slightly hurt that she hadn't been talking to him lately. There was the occasional secret peck on the cheek or lips, but that was all, and he didn't mind, either. As long as he knew that she was still in love with him, he was okay.

***

The first instance that Sara was scared that everyone suspected there was something wrong with her was when Nick and Warrick brought some Chinese food to the break room for lunch. She immediately blanched and took off for the restroom. When she came back, everyone was concerned. She just shrugged off their concern, dismissing it, saying that it was because she hadn't eaten in a while.

After her little episode, she was actually hungry. She piled food on her plate and ate like she hadn't eaten in days, which she hadn't because she had spent more time at work than usual. She didn't even go see a doctor about her pregnancy. She was perfectly healthy. She and the baby would be fine.

"Mmmm," she sighed in satisfaction. "That was good. I needed a nice dinner."

"I guess it was," Nick said with a smile. "You ate like it was the end of the world."

"Hey I was hungry," Sara argued. "I haven't eaten in a while."

Grissom sat back in his chair. "Well, since everyone is finished eating, I guess I should go ahead and announce who made the key position.

Sara felt her stomach churn. He had her application. Oh no.

Everyone leaned in to find out who qualified.

"I looked at your applications, and you all have good records and good reasons, but I had to choose one, and the person I think that it most qualified for the key position is Ms. Sara Sidle."

Sara felt as if someone sucked all the air out of the room. Why did he choose her? She heard the light applause from her coworkers. Sara was in complete shock.

"I-I-I'm sorry," she said. "I have to go…I'm sorry. I-I have to go."

Everyone was shocked at her response to the news.

Sara walked out to the parking lot and got in her car and drove away. It began to rain torrents and she turned on the windshield wipers. She couldn't stop crying. Her world was coming down around her. Why would he do that to her? He knew that he couldn't do that. She didn't want the position.

She drove to a grocery store to get something for her headache. She ran into the store trying not to get soaking wet. She had so many things on her mind, she felt dizzy and she blacked out for a second.

"Whoa there," a clerk said, catching her before she fell to the floor. "Are you okay ma'am?"

"Uh, yeah I'm fine," Sara said. "I'm just a little winded from running."

"Okay," he said. "You gave me a bit of a scare."

"I'm sorry," she said with a smile. "Thanks for catching me."

He nodded then walked off.

She quickly picked up a small box of aspirin then paid for it at the self-checking counters.

She felt her pager buzz. She didn't want to respond. She just wanted to be left alone. Then her cell phone rang. It was Grissom. She picked up, then quickly hung up. She did not notice the speeding car coming toward her, with no intentions of slowing down.

She heard the car horn, but it was too late. She was in complete shock and the car made contact with her body.

The driver saw her go about ten feet behind his car. In a panic, he drove off.

Sara was very much aware of the acute pain that struck her body. She couldn't bring herself to move. She felt blood trickling down her forehead, and pain in her lower body.

"Somebody call 9-1-1!" A bystander called as they ran toward her. It was a woman. "It's okay, I'm a nurse. Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Sara nodded weakly. She was tired and she wanted to close her eyes.

"No, no, no," the nurse said. "Keep your eyes open. Stay awake. Are you feeling any pain?"

"I just want to go home," Sara mumbled. "I want to go home to Gris…"

"Shh," the nurse said. "Try not to talk too much."

"I want to tell him about our baby…" Sara mumbled in her lethargy. "I want to go home…"

Sara felt pressure on her neck. "She's losing a lot of blood."

Sara felt cold and numb.

"Ma'am, you've got to stay with me," the nurse said. "Ma'am…c'mon stay awake. Ma'am!"

She was going into shock. Her eyes glazed over and her pupils were dialated.

***

Grissom paced back and forth in the waiting room impatiently waiting on news about Sara. Warrick was holding Catherine's hand as she held on to him tightly, trying to quell the fear that was running down her spine. Nick was outraged and watched the news for any updates on who a suspect might be.

"This was the scene earlier tonight after a hit and run. A young woman was hit at full speed by a driver speeding in the parking lot. Frank Guerrero has more from the scene, Frank." The reporter referred to.

"Hi Nancy," he said quickly. "I'm here at Murphy's taking in the reaction of this horrible crime. I just finished talking to one eyewitness who happens to be a nurse and she said that the woman was semi-conscious at the time, but she wasn't in good condition. Apparently, the woman began to cross the street as the driver rounded the corner at a speed much too fast for a parking lot. Another eye witness said that the driver had to have been doing close to fifty-five in the parking lot." Frank reported.

"You said you talked to the nurse," Nancy started. "What was the extent of the victim's injuries?"

"Uh, the nurse told me that the victim sustained head trauma, and had a large cut on her neck. She also told me that the victim was hit directly in the abdomen, so she may have internal bleeding as well. Witnesses say that she was actually thrown ten feet from the point of impact. That is how fast the driver was going."

"Thank you Frank. The woman has not been identified yet, but she was air lifted to Desert Palm Hospital where she is currently listed in serious condition. If you have any information on either the suspect or the car, please contact the Las Vegas Police Department. In other news…"

Nick turned off the television. He was upset and it took him all he had not to blow up at anybody.

"Doesn't it ever bother you how they just go from one story to the next? Like it doesn't even…" Nick could not finish his sentence.

Catherine was in tears.

"When they find the bastard that did this I swear…" she cried.

"Shh, don't talk like that right now," Warrick said, rubbing her back.

Grissom was clearly stressed out. The woman he loved was seriously hurt and on the verge of death. He wanted to find the coward that ran her over too.

***

After six agonizing hours of waiting, a doctor finally came in with some news.

"How is she?" Grissom asked.

"Well, she's not out of the water yet, but she's doing fine at the moment. We stabilized her, and stitched up the gash on her neck. She's lucky to be alive. The cut barely missed her jugular. She lost quite a bit of blood, and she's in a coma from the shock," the doctor explained.

"What are you saying?" Grissom asked.

"Well, she may not live through this, but she's got a fifty percent chance," the doctor explained. "Um, sir. Did you know that she was pregnant?"

Everyone was in shock at the news.

"Was?" Nick asked.

"I'm sorry, she lost the baby. We did an ultrasound to check for any internal bleeding and we found a damaged zygote. She was nearing the end of the first trimester. We had to take her in to surgery to remove what was left of the baby. I'm terribly sorry," the doctor said. "But she can still get pregnant and have children. So that's some good news."

Grissom had to sit down at what he just heard. Sara was pregnant. With his child. WAS pregnant. Now the baby was gone, and he feared that he might lose Sara too.