Crime Scene
Author: Stumpycat
Pairing: G/S
Category: Angst
Rating: PG-13
Summary: [GSR] Sara shot point blank at a Crime Scene
Spoilers: None as of yet
Disclaimers: I do not under any circumstances own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation:
Note: Thanks to everyone who bared with my first story and to my beta reader Moggie, thanks Budd.
Epilogue
"Cindy, how are you?"
The nurse's head snapped up with a wide smile spread across her face. "Good thank you, Mr. Grissom."
Grissom smiled shyly and checked his watch. "I know I'm late." He leaned against the nurse's desk casually. "I just finished my shift and wanted to see Sara before I went home."
Cindy sighed. "You do know that visiting hours don't start to until 9 o'clock Mr. Grissom and its only just 7 o'clock in the morning." She had to look away when he turned his baby blues on her. Blushing heavily, she nodded. "Oh alright. You can see your wife." As he began to walk away, she muttered. "I hate it when you people look at me when I say 'No.'"
Grissom smiled to himself as he heard Cindy mumble under her breath. As he sat down beside Sara's bed, he heard rather than saw, the rustling of the sheets while Sara tossed back and forth in the bed. "What's wrong honey?" He asked quietly, taking her hand as she turned towards him. "Bad dream?"
With the tenderness of Grissom's voice breaking the air, Sara woke up. "Griss?"
"Yeah honey, I'm here."
Rubbing her eyes sleepily, she yawned a little. "What time is it?"
He smiled and brushed her hair out of her opening eyes. "Just after 7 in the morning. I came to see how my girl was doing."
Sara smiled and turned her head to look at him. "I'm okay."
"No, your not Sara." Grissom gently squeezed her hand and looked into her eyes with concern covering his tired face. "I know you to a tee, so spill it."
"I can still hear that guy laughing at me." She said in a far away voice. "When he shot me with his hand over my mouth." Her voice hitched a little as she took a deep breath. "I can still see what he looks like too and I can't get that out of my head."
Grissom slowly wipe the tears that had begun to fall down her cheeks. "You will honey, because I'll be there to help you ok." She nodded silently as he continued. "You know, we caught the guy who did this to you."
Sara's head turned to look at him. "You're kidding!?" She closed her eyes and sighed heavily. The sudden feeling of relief filled her body.
"Nope. He just left some of his blood on the window he jumped out of. With that, it was enough for Warrick and Catherine to give to Greg so that he could run the DNA sample. Then the rest was history."
"You know I'm really proud of you Griss." She almost whispered. "You're really starting to open up towards me, where you never used to and I love that as much as I love you."
Grissom's face became serious as he leaned forward. "The same is mutual, Sara. I'll don't know what I would do without you."
"When can I go home?" She asked hopefully, enjoying his closeness even more now she wasn't groggy from the medicine she had been given. "I hate this place. People come in and out its like a grand central station or something. Anyway I really do miss my bed." Sara grinned, wiggling her eyebrows up and down playfully.
Chuckling at her humour, he nodded. "Yeah, I know what you mean." Although he was smiling on the outside, he was worried about something and he could see it was starting to bug Sara as she frowned deeply.
"What's wrong honey? Your favorite cockroach die or something?" She asked, trying to lighten the sudden uncomfortable silence.
"No."
Not buying it, she shook her head. "What is it then, Gil?"
"The guys. They know about us." He told her quietly, watching her reaction.
Sara nodded and shuffled to sit up slightly. "Yeah, I know. Catherine was in earlier and told me all about it." Thinking about this for a few seconds, she shrugged lightly. "I'm actually quite glad that they know. No more sneaking around. No more being afraid of answering the phone at home in case they start answering questions about why I'm at your place." She continued as she turned onto her side to face him. "Coming in to separate cars when we could come in one. I'm sorry." She offered a shy smile. "You know that I over talk around you."
Grissom ignored her apology and moved to sit on the bed so they were eye level. "Sara, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure hun, what is it?" She asked, squeezing his hand.
"Why me?" He blurted out.
Sara looked at him with furrowed brows. "Well its simple Griss, because I love you. I have always loved you, even when you were being a jerk towards me. But that's in the past. We're here about our future, ok."
Grissom sighed. "It just blows me away that you want me and no one else, that's all."
"Earth to Grissom! Aren't you listening to me?" When he looked up at her, she smiled softly. " I Love You! No one else, just you."
"Gee," He grinned. "It had me do a lot of thinking while you were in here."
Watching his suddenly sparkling eyes, she asked. "And what was tha-"
Not even waiting for her to finish, he sat up straighter. "That I love you too. Sara Sidle, will you marry me?"
Sara looked straight into his eyes with tears rolling down her checks. Was this too soon or was it about time? Sure they had known each other years, but they'd had a rather damaging patch as of late, but for the past few weeks, they had been healing their wounds and getting along. Could marriage be just another way to bring them even closer together and put the painful past behind them for good? "Are you sure Griss?" She asked uncertainly.
"As sure as I'm ever gonna be." He said confidently.
"Then, yes I will marry you." She smiled widely and wrapped her arms around him.
They heard footsteps coming closer to the door. It opened to reveal the rest of the gang. "Hey guys. Wazz supp?" Nick cheerfully asked.
Sara pulled back to lay back against her pillows. "Not a lot, well that's a lie." She looked up into her fiancés eyes. "Should we tell them the news?"
Wanting to know now, Catherine stepped around the guys and stood next to the bed. "What is it?" She looked from one to the other impatiently. "Don't leave us in suspense. Tell us for gods sakes!"
"Okay." Sara laughed lightly, trying not to cause more pain to her chest.
"Are you ready?" Grissom teased.
"Yes!" Everyone chorused.
Wrapping both his hand around Sara's, he straightened his shoulders to tell them the news. "I just asked Sara to marry me, and she said yes."
Everyone in the room were quiet for a second before blurting out cheers and giving hugs.
"My god! A wedding! The two most independent and socially inept people getting married! Grissom and Sara! Imagine that!"
The End
Well that's it people. I hope you liked it as much as I did. Thanks for baring with me. Stumpycat.
Author: Stumpycat
Pairing: G/S
Category: Angst
Rating: PG-13
Summary: [GSR] Sara shot point blank at a Crime Scene
Spoilers: None as of yet
Disclaimers: I do not under any circumstances own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation:
Note: Thanks to everyone who bared with my first story and to my beta reader Moggie, thanks Budd.
Epilogue
"Cindy, how are you?"
The nurse's head snapped up with a wide smile spread across her face. "Good thank you, Mr. Grissom."
Grissom smiled shyly and checked his watch. "I know I'm late." He leaned against the nurse's desk casually. "I just finished my shift and wanted to see Sara before I went home."
Cindy sighed. "You do know that visiting hours don't start to until 9 o'clock Mr. Grissom and its only just 7 o'clock in the morning." She had to look away when he turned his baby blues on her. Blushing heavily, she nodded. "Oh alright. You can see your wife." As he began to walk away, she muttered. "I hate it when you people look at me when I say 'No.'"
Grissom smiled to himself as he heard Cindy mumble under her breath. As he sat down beside Sara's bed, he heard rather than saw, the rustling of the sheets while Sara tossed back and forth in the bed. "What's wrong honey?" He asked quietly, taking her hand as she turned towards him. "Bad dream?"
With the tenderness of Grissom's voice breaking the air, Sara woke up. "Griss?"
"Yeah honey, I'm here."
Rubbing her eyes sleepily, she yawned a little. "What time is it?"
He smiled and brushed her hair out of her opening eyes. "Just after 7 in the morning. I came to see how my girl was doing."
Sara smiled and turned her head to look at him. "I'm okay."
"No, your not Sara." Grissom gently squeezed her hand and looked into her eyes with concern covering his tired face. "I know you to a tee, so spill it."
"I can still hear that guy laughing at me." She said in a far away voice. "When he shot me with his hand over my mouth." Her voice hitched a little as she took a deep breath. "I can still see what he looks like too and I can't get that out of my head."
Grissom slowly wipe the tears that had begun to fall down her cheeks. "You will honey, because I'll be there to help you ok." She nodded silently as he continued. "You know, we caught the guy who did this to you."
Sara's head turned to look at him. "You're kidding!?" She closed her eyes and sighed heavily. The sudden feeling of relief filled her body.
"Nope. He just left some of his blood on the window he jumped out of. With that, it was enough for Warrick and Catherine to give to Greg so that he could run the DNA sample. Then the rest was history."
"You know I'm really proud of you Griss." She almost whispered. "You're really starting to open up towards me, where you never used to and I love that as much as I love you."
Grissom's face became serious as he leaned forward. "The same is mutual, Sara. I'll don't know what I would do without you."
"When can I go home?" She asked hopefully, enjoying his closeness even more now she wasn't groggy from the medicine she had been given. "I hate this place. People come in and out its like a grand central station or something. Anyway I really do miss my bed." Sara grinned, wiggling her eyebrows up and down playfully.
Chuckling at her humour, he nodded. "Yeah, I know what you mean." Although he was smiling on the outside, he was worried about something and he could see it was starting to bug Sara as she frowned deeply.
"What's wrong honey? Your favorite cockroach die or something?" She asked, trying to lighten the sudden uncomfortable silence.
"No."
Not buying it, she shook her head. "What is it then, Gil?"
"The guys. They know about us." He told her quietly, watching her reaction.
Sara nodded and shuffled to sit up slightly. "Yeah, I know. Catherine was in earlier and told me all about it." Thinking about this for a few seconds, she shrugged lightly. "I'm actually quite glad that they know. No more sneaking around. No more being afraid of answering the phone at home in case they start answering questions about why I'm at your place." She continued as she turned onto her side to face him. "Coming in to separate cars when we could come in one. I'm sorry." She offered a shy smile. "You know that I over talk around you."
Grissom ignored her apology and moved to sit on the bed so they were eye level. "Sara, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure hun, what is it?" She asked, squeezing his hand.
"Why me?" He blurted out.
Sara looked at him with furrowed brows. "Well its simple Griss, because I love you. I have always loved you, even when you were being a jerk towards me. But that's in the past. We're here about our future, ok."
Grissom sighed. "It just blows me away that you want me and no one else, that's all."
"Earth to Grissom! Aren't you listening to me?" When he looked up at her, she smiled softly. " I Love You! No one else, just you."
"Gee," He grinned. "It had me do a lot of thinking while you were in here."
Watching his suddenly sparkling eyes, she asked. "And what was tha-"
Not even waiting for her to finish, he sat up straighter. "That I love you too. Sara Sidle, will you marry me?"
Sara looked straight into his eyes with tears rolling down her checks. Was this too soon or was it about time? Sure they had known each other years, but they'd had a rather damaging patch as of late, but for the past few weeks, they had been healing their wounds and getting along. Could marriage be just another way to bring them even closer together and put the painful past behind them for good? "Are you sure Griss?" She asked uncertainly.
"As sure as I'm ever gonna be." He said confidently.
"Then, yes I will marry you." She smiled widely and wrapped her arms around him.
They heard footsteps coming closer to the door. It opened to reveal the rest of the gang. "Hey guys. Wazz supp?" Nick cheerfully asked.
Sara pulled back to lay back against her pillows. "Not a lot, well that's a lie." She looked up into her fiancés eyes. "Should we tell them the news?"
Wanting to know now, Catherine stepped around the guys and stood next to the bed. "What is it?" She looked from one to the other impatiently. "Don't leave us in suspense. Tell us for gods sakes!"
"Okay." Sara laughed lightly, trying not to cause more pain to her chest.
"Are you ready?" Grissom teased.
"Yes!" Everyone chorused.
Wrapping both his hand around Sara's, he straightened his shoulders to tell them the news. "I just asked Sara to marry me, and she said yes."
Everyone in the room were quiet for a second before blurting out cheers and giving hugs.
"My god! A wedding! The two most independent and socially inept people getting married! Grissom and Sara! Imagine that!"
The End
Well that's it people. I hope you liked it as much as I did. Thanks for baring with me. Stumpycat.
