Yes!! She's back!! After a long wait! She is back!
I really hope you like this!!
This chapter is based off the song "Hold On" by Good Charlotte. Some of the lyrics don't exactly pertain to this story but I really love the chorus!
A Bloom: Hopefully this chapter will give you your Greg fill!
Frankie the Wonder Wiener Dog: Sorry you can't hit the little blue button on this chapter, but if you go back to the last one, now you can!
snowflakeangel01: Hey! My big supporter! Thanx for all of your..uh...support! I got into the CSI mode and wrote, so now you get into it!! I need something!!
Emily: I AM A CRUEL PERSON WHO LIKES TO MAKE EMILY SUFFER! I AM A CRUEL PERSON WHO LIKES TO MAKE EMILY SUFFER! I AM A CRUEL PERSON WHO LIKES TO MAKE EMILY SUFFER! Did I say it enough times? Sorry for the last cliffhanger but hopefully this one isn't as big!
Disclaimier: The song belongs solely to the band Good Charlotte (hotties!) and CSI and all things pertaining to CSI belong to CBS and all those lucky bastards out there in Cali!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Last Chapter*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Nick eye's widened when over the top of Catherine's head he saw the lady doctor he had talked to earlier with her hands and smock covered in blood coming over to him.
"Oh my god." He whispered.
"What is it?" Catherine turned around. Her eyes welled up when she saw the sight before her.
The doctor's solemn face scared the group.
"You must all be friends of Sara, well I have some news for you."
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Chapter 9: Hold on
Dr. Kelly paused for a second and watched the group form around her.
"Sara has lost a lot of blood. Anymore and she would have bleed out to death. We also had to give her about 50 stitches between the open wound on her side and her head wound. She also sustained a severe concussion. I also believe she was poisoned by something. I am not sure what, but it severely damaged her stomach. We also found signs of malnutrition. She has a very high protein and carbohydrate count in her blood. The lack of Vitamin C has actually led to the beginning signs of scurvy and a mild case of anemia."
The doctor paused as she let the forlorn group process what she had just said.
Greg was actually the first one to speak.
"But she's alive?"
*@*@*@*
This world
This world is cold
But you don't
You don't have to go
*@*@*@*
The doctor's voice was soft and quiet.
"Yes, but barely. She is on a respirator and life support. She has slipped into a very deep coma. To tell you the truth, she may never come out of it."
Dr. Kelly looked at the floor. This was the worst part of her job. Telling the families that they may never see their loved ones again. Tears were burning in the back of her eyes.
"I'm very sorry."
Nick spoke up in a whisper.
"Thank you."
Catherine now had tears streaming steadily down her face in red streaks. She looked at the doctor who had been working on her friend for the past few hours.
"When can we see her?" She finally managed to choke out what everybody else was wondering.
"She is being moved to the ICU right now. As soon as I can, I will let you see her."
The group nodded their heads in silence.
The doctor went quietly away.
By then Catherine had broken into a full out cry. Grissom was trying to comfort her but was having a hard time since tears were falling down his own face as well. He led her over to the group of chairs that they had been sitting in earlier and they both sat down.
*@*@*@*
Your feeling sad your feeling lonely
And no one seems to care
Your mothers gone and your father hits you
This pain you cannot bear
But we all bleed the same way as you do
And we all have the same things to go through
*@*@*@*
Greg also sat down. His face was in his hands. Tears were visible falling from between his fingers.
Warrick ran his fingers through his hair before speaking up.
"I am going to go get coffee. It is going to be a long night."
And with that he headed to the receptionist and asked her where the cafeteria was. She pointed him down the hall and gave him directions to 'take a right at the end of the hall and it would be on his left past radiology.'
He thanked her and left.
Nick watched as his friend disappeared down the hallway. The world as he knew it was crumbling away from around him. He looked at his friends. They had become more of a family over the years. But in the last month, they all seemed to drift apart. Greg was hardly ever making jokes, Warrick had stopped competing with him, Catherine had become less of the outspoken person that she had once been, and even Grissom drifted more away from the rest of them. Nick could tell he had become different as well. He saw that he had lost his ability to be the 'people person'.
The team, as a group, had been falling apart.
After the memorial service, it all felt so final to everyone, not just Nick. Everyone coped with it in different ways.
Then came the time for Sara's locker to be cleaned out.
They were all there when it was time for Nick to do it. He opened the locker easily since Sara had given him the combo a time before when they first became engaged. He had given her his as well.
He had no reason to go in there until now. The first thing he saw were the pictures on the door. One of her as a girl on the beach. One of her as a teen at Christmas with her family. Then one of the team at the New Years Eve party where he had proposed to her. The new ring was glittering on her finger. The last picture was of him leaning against the hood of the Tahoe looking off into the distance.
Nick remembered that picture like it was yesterday. Sara and him had gone to their favorite spot to watch the sunrise. She had sneaked up from behind and took the photo before he realized what she was been doing.
At that, Nick couldn't finish the job and left. The rest of the team packed up what was left and sealed it in a box. The box now lay in Nick's closet on the top shelf. He still hadn't gone through the contents.
But that wasn't enough.
Everyday, he passed her picture in the hallway of the lab on the 'Those of Us Who have Fallen' board. News clippings of what had happened went up on the bulletin board.
The only distraction was his work, and that didn't do much do distract him.
*@*@*@*
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
*@*@*@*
Nick finally sat down next to Greg. There was no emotion on his face. He didn't now what he felt. Everything was mixed up together. Hope, anger, fear, love, hate, for the life of him, he didn't know anything.
Warrick returned with coffee, handing each of them a Styrofoam cup. Nick took his without even looking up to acknowledge that his friend was standing right in front of him.
Minutes went by like hours. To Nick, time just seemed to drag on and on and on.
He sat there for what seemed like forever. No one spoke. Only the occasional page to a doctor was heard over the intercom. The silence was both comforting and unnerving to Nick. He needed to know if Sara, the love of his life, would ever really be ok.
*@*@*@*
The days, you say they're way too long
And your nights, you cant sleep at all
And you're not sure what you're waiting for but you don't want to no more
And you're not sure what you're looking for but you don't want to no more
*@*@*@*
Hours later, Dr. Kelly still had not come back with any news
Catherine spoke up. "I need to call my sister. I need to tell her to go get Lindsey for me."
She stood up, leaning on Grissom for support, and went over to the payphone that, only hours earlier, Nick had used to call her.
Nick could hear the call in the back of his mind.
'Hey, it's me. Could you pick up Lindsey for me at school?....Oh I'm at Tonopah Hospital...No, I'm fine, really. It's my friend, Sara..yes, yes...she's that one....ok, ok..thanks.'
Nick watched as Catherine sat down once again next to Grissom and leaned her head onto his shoulder.
*@*@*@*
But we all bleed the same way as you do
And we all have the same things to go through
*@*@*@*
It wasn't long afterward that Dr. Kelly came back to the sullen faced group. They all slowly looked up.
"She has been moved to her own room and is settled in. There hasn't been any change in her condition, but I am more hopeful that she will pull through. Please follow me."
The people in the group glanced at each other before following the young woman doctor silently down the florescent lit hallways of the hospital.
2 lefts, 4 rights and a set of stairs later, they were standing in front of room 475 in the ICU ward.
"Before I can let you in, you have to know some things. Only one person in the room for now. If she starts to get better, we will allow more. Also you can only stay in there for 10 minutes each. Also you maybe shocked to see her. You have to remember she has been through a lot. Whose first?"
"Nick is," said Warrick. He gently pushed his friend forward.
The doctor led him into the room. The door shut slowly behind him.
The sight in front of Nick was too hard to believe. There was Sara. Right in front of him. Lying in the hospital bed.
Nick couldn't believe it was her. She was surrounded by tubes and wires. He could barely see her face. He sat down in the chair next to the bed. His mouth open in shock.
The doctor came up behind him and cleared her throat.
"Sir, this was on her finger when she was brought in. We had to take it off during surgery. I think you should have it."
He looked over at her. She had her hand outstretched towards him.
The engagement ring he had given to Sara only weeks ago, was lying in her palm. Nick gently took the ring in his own hand. He looked at it with such focus, that he didn't realize the doctor had left. Everything felt like a dream to him. The past month wasn't real to him. The memorial service, the cleaning out of her locker, the day they realized she was still alive somewhere, finding her, her saving them, then now, her in the hospital bed, in a coma, on the brink of death.
He looked at the tarnished ring a few seconds more and remembered what Sara had said to him in the car.
'For a while I thought it was cause you didn't care about me enough to go look for me'
He put the ring on her cold finger.
"Sara, I love you more than life its self. I need you more than anything in the world. Please, wake up! Please just hold on!"
*@*@*@*
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking your one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over
Hold on
*@*@*@*
Nick intertwined his fingers with hers and brought it up to his face. He closed his eyes as he felt he skin against his.
The constant blip of the machines in the room and the respirator at work, were the only things that broke the silence.
A few minutes later, he rose from the chair. He leaned over her visage and kissed her. He squeezed her hand one last time and laid it gently on the bed.
Nick silently passed through the door and was met by his colleagues.
"She's alive"
And with those two words, he left down the hallway and around the corner.
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"Why am I back here?"
'Because,'
"Because why?"
'Because you had another near death experience.'
"Well that's just great. Can I go back? I don't really like this place very much."
'That may be a bit more difficult than last time.'
"What do you mean?"
'It's not your decision anymore whether you go back of not.'
"You mean I can't just walk into the black and then be alive again?"
'Nope'
"Why?"
'Look, right now in the real world, you are in a very deep coma, one that many people never come out of. At this stage, it is not up to the person to decide if they live or die.'
"Then whose is it?"
*@*@*@*
What are you looking for
What are you waiting for
Do you know what your doing to me
GO AHEAD
What are you waiting for
*@*@*@* Sara was now fuming with frustration. She wanted to get out of here. She hated this 'in-between land'.
'Well, none of us our really sure, we don't know exactly who or what it is. We call him "The Judge". Now in his presence we just call him 'sir' but he is really tough.'
"Wait there are more of you? And what do you mean by tough?"
'Yes there are more of us. One for each alive person. Then when a person dies, depending on how well you did helping them in life, you retire to Paridisio estate or The Not-so-great motel.'
"O-kay"
'And The Judge is tough in court, is what I meant.'
"Wait, what do you mean 'in court'?"
'I mean when you go to be judged on if you should go back.'
"Explain this to me. I am so lost."
'Ok, well when it is your turn to be judged, you will go to court. The Judge will ask you if you want to go back or not. If you say yes, then you have to convince him to let you go back. If you say no, then you have to convince him of that too.'
"What happens if he says 'no you can't go back'?"
'Then you can leave you life, or you can try again.'
"Try again?"
'Yes people have tried again and some eventually do get back, but others give up. That is why some people stay in really long comas. They keep trying to get back.'
"So when do I get judged?"
'You never know, but usually within a few Earth days. Then as you keep trying, you have to wait longer. If you don't make it on the first try, the next one is in a few months, then years, and so on.'
"When do I know it is my turn?"
'They will call for you.'
"So I just wait?"
'Yup!'
"Great! I get to be bored stiff!"
'You know to pass the time, we could watch what is going on in the real world.'
Sara perked up
"You can do that?"
'Yeah'
"Well get a move on! Get the show started already! Sheesh!"
Suddenly, it was like the floor beneath her began to open up. It reveled to her the hospital room where she lay in the real world.
"Is that really me?"
'Uh Huh'
"Oh my god, It's Nick!"
She watched as he entered the room and sat down next to her body. She saw the interaction with the nurse and him putting the ring on her finger. Then she heard his words.
She felt like crying out to him "I'm here Nick! I am right above you!"
But she couldn't
Sara watched in pain as he went out in the hall. She saw her friends. They were all so sad. This was hard for her to watch but she continued. Nick left the group, but she didn't follow him.
Sara gazed on as Greg became the next one into the room. Catherine, Grissom and Warrick couldn't bare going in just after seeing Nick like that.
Greg sat down next to her. He squeezed her hand.
She heard him speak.
"Hey Sara. It's Greg. I just wanted to tell you how much everyone here is rooting for you. We all miss and love you. We need you to fight for us ok?"
Sara wanted to respond, "I'll try!" but it was useless.
He continued
"I have something for you to listen to. I know how much you hate my music, but I really think you need to hear this song. It is one of my favorites."
She watched as he took his portable CD played out of his pocket and placed the headphones near her ears. He pressed play.
*@*@*@*
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking your one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over...hold on
*@*@*@*
The music she heard made her break down.
"Oh my god Greg."
She listened as the lyrics played out the soft, heart-filled music.
Suddenly, as fast as the floor had gone, it came back and a loud voice boomed through her.
'SARA SIDLE'
"What's happening?"
'He is calling you. It is time to be judged.'
*@*@*@*
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking your one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over...hold on
*@*@*@*
TBC
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Ok, I am sorry if the whole, how people live or die thing offends anybody. I made it up! Well at least I believe I did. Please don't sue anything.
BTW does anyone know how to italics, bolds and underlines to show up on Fanfiction.net?
Please review!! The person who gives me my 100th gets something!! Please hit the little blue button for little old me!!
~Jax
I really hope you like this!!
This chapter is based off the song "Hold On" by Good Charlotte. Some of the lyrics don't exactly pertain to this story but I really love the chorus!
A Bloom: Hopefully this chapter will give you your Greg fill!
Frankie the Wonder Wiener Dog: Sorry you can't hit the little blue button on this chapter, but if you go back to the last one, now you can!
snowflakeangel01: Hey! My big supporter! Thanx for all of your..uh...support! I got into the CSI mode and wrote, so now you get into it!! I need something!!
Emily: I AM A CRUEL PERSON WHO LIKES TO MAKE EMILY SUFFER! I AM A CRUEL PERSON WHO LIKES TO MAKE EMILY SUFFER! I AM A CRUEL PERSON WHO LIKES TO MAKE EMILY SUFFER! Did I say it enough times? Sorry for the last cliffhanger but hopefully this one isn't as big!
Disclaimier: The song belongs solely to the band Good Charlotte (hotties!) and CSI and all things pertaining to CSI belong to CBS and all those lucky bastards out there in Cali!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Last Chapter*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Nick eye's widened when over the top of Catherine's head he saw the lady doctor he had talked to earlier with her hands and smock covered in blood coming over to him.
"Oh my god." He whispered.
"What is it?" Catherine turned around. Her eyes welled up when she saw the sight before her.
The doctor's solemn face scared the group.
"You must all be friends of Sara, well I have some news for you."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 9: Hold on
Dr. Kelly paused for a second and watched the group form around her.
"Sara has lost a lot of blood. Anymore and she would have bleed out to death. We also had to give her about 50 stitches between the open wound on her side and her head wound. She also sustained a severe concussion. I also believe she was poisoned by something. I am not sure what, but it severely damaged her stomach. We also found signs of malnutrition. She has a very high protein and carbohydrate count in her blood. The lack of Vitamin C has actually led to the beginning signs of scurvy and a mild case of anemia."
The doctor paused as she let the forlorn group process what she had just said.
Greg was actually the first one to speak.
"But she's alive?"
*@*@*@*
This world
This world is cold
But you don't
You don't have to go
*@*@*@*
The doctor's voice was soft and quiet.
"Yes, but barely. She is on a respirator and life support. She has slipped into a very deep coma. To tell you the truth, she may never come out of it."
Dr. Kelly looked at the floor. This was the worst part of her job. Telling the families that they may never see their loved ones again. Tears were burning in the back of her eyes.
"I'm very sorry."
Nick spoke up in a whisper.
"Thank you."
Catherine now had tears streaming steadily down her face in red streaks. She looked at the doctor who had been working on her friend for the past few hours.
"When can we see her?" She finally managed to choke out what everybody else was wondering.
"She is being moved to the ICU right now. As soon as I can, I will let you see her."
The group nodded their heads in silence.
The doctor went quietly away.
By then Catherine had broken into a full out cry. Grissom was trying to comfort her but was having a hard time since tears were falling down his own face as well. He led her over to the group of chairs that they had been sitting in earlier and they both sat down.
*@*@*@*
Your feeling sad your feeling lonely
And no one seems to care
Your mothers gone and your father hits you
This pain you cannot bear
But we all bleed the same way as you do
And we all have the same things to go through
*@*@*@*
Greg also sat down. His face was in his hands. Tears were visible falling from between his fingers.
Warrick ran his fingers through his hair before speaking up.
"I am going to go get coffee. It is going to be a long night."
And with that he headed to the receptionist and asked her where the cafeteria was. She pointed him down the hall and gave him directions to 'take a right at the end of the hall and it would be on his left past radiology.'
He thanked her and left.
Nick watched as his friend disappeared down the hallway. The world as he knew it was crumbling away from around him. He looked at his friends. They had become more of a family over the years. But in the last month, they all seemed to drift apart. Greg was hardly ever making jokes, Warrick had stopped competing with him, Catherine had become less of the outspoken person that she had once been, and even Grissom drifted more away from the rest of them. Nick could tell he had become different as well. He saw that he had lost his ability to be the 'people person'.
The team, as a group, had been falling apart.
After the memorial service, it all felt so final to everyone, not just Nick. Everyone coped with it in different ways.
Then came the time for Sara's locker to be cleaned out.
They were all there when it was time for Nick to do it. He opened the locker easily since Sara had given him the combo a time before when they first became engaged. He had given her his as well.
He had no reason to go in there until now. The first thing he saw were the pictures on the door. One of her as a girl on the beach. One of her as a teen at Christmas with her family. Then one of the team at the New Years Eve party where he had proposed to her. The new ring was glittering on her finger. The last picture was of him leaning against the hood of the Tahoe looking off into the distance.
Nick remembered that picture like it was yesterday. Sara and him had gone to their favorite spot to watch the sunrise. She had sneaked up from behind and took the photo before he realized what she was been doing.
At that, Nick couldn't finish the job and left. The rest of the team packed up what was left and sealed it in a box. The box now lay in Nick's closet on the top shelf. He still hadn't gone through the contents.
But that wasn't enough.
Everyday, he passed her picture in the hallway of the lab on the 'Those of Us Who have Fallen' board. News clippings of what had happened went up on the bulletin board.
The only distraction was his work, and that didn't do much do distract him.
*@*@*@*
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
*@*@*@*
Nick finally sat down next to Greg. There was no emotion on his face. He didn't now what he felt. Everything was mixed up together. Hope, anger, fear, love, hate, for the life of him, he didn't know anything.
Warrick returned with coffee, handing each of them a Styrofoam cup. Nick took his without even looking up to acknowledge that his friend was standing right in front of him.
Minutes went by like hours. To Nick, time just seemed to drag on and on and on.
He sat there for what seemed like forever. No one spoke. Only the occasional page to a doctor was heard over the intercom. The silence was both comforting and unnerving to Nick. He needed to know if Sara, the love of his life, would ever really be ok.
*@*@*@*
The days, you say they're way too long
And your nights, you cant sleep at all
And you're not sure what you're waiting for but you don't want to no more
And you're not sure what you're looking for but you don't want to no more
*@*@*@*
Hours later, Dr. Kelly still had not come back with any news
Catherine spoke up. "I need to call my sister. I need to tell her to go get Lindsey for me."
She stood up, leaning on Grissom for support, and went over to the payphone that, only hours earlier, Nick had used to call her.
Nick could hear the call in the back of his mind.
'Hey, it's me. Could you pick up Lindsey for me at school?....Oh I'm at Tonopah Hospital...No, I'm fine, really. It's my friend, Sara..yes, yes...she's that one....ok, ok..thanks.'
Nick watched as Catherine sat down once again next to Grissom and leaned her head onto his shoulder.
*@*@*@*
But we all bleed the same way as you do
And we all have the same things to go through
*@*@*@*
It wasn't long afterward that Dr. Kelly came back to the sullen faced group. They all slowly looked up.
"She has been moved to her own room and is settled in. There hasn't been any change in her condition, but I am more hopeful that she will pull through. Please follow me."
The people in the group glanced at each other before following the young woman doctor silently down the florescent lit hallways of the hospital.
2 lefts, 4 rights and a set of stairs later, they were standing in front of room 475 in the ICU ward.
"Before I can let you in, you have to know some things. Only one person in the room for now. If she starts to get better, we will allow more. Also you can only stay in there for 10 minutes each. Also you maybe shocked to see her. You have to remember she has been through a lot. Whose first?"
"Nick is," said Warrick. He gently pushed his friend forward.
The doctor led him into the room. The door shut slowly behind him.
The sight in front of Nick was too hard to believe. There was Sara. Right in front of him. Lying in the hospital bed.
Nick couldn't believe it was her. She was surrounded by tubes and wires. He could barely see her face. He sat down in the chair next to the bed. His mouth open in shock.
The doctor came up behind him and cleared her throat.
"Sir, this was on her finger when she was brought in. We had to take it off during surgery. I think you should have it."
He looked over at her. She had her hand outstretched towards him.
The engagement ring he had given to Sara only weeks ago, was lying in her palm. Nick gently took the ring in his own hand. He looked at it with such focus, that he didn't realize the doctor had left. Everything felt like a dream to him. The past month wasn't real to him. The memorial service, the cleaning out of her locker, the day they realized she was still alive somewhere, finding her, her saving them, then now, her in the hospital bed, in a coma, on the brink of death.
He looked at the tarnished ring a few seconds more and remembered what Sara had said to him in the car.
'For a while I thought it was cause you didn't care about me enough to go look for me'
He put the ring on her cold finger.
"Sara, I love you more than life its self. I need you more than anything in the world. Please, wake up! Please just hold on!"
*@*@*@*
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking your one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over
Hold on
*@*@*@*
Nick intertwined his fingers with hers and brought it up to his face. He closed his eyes as he felt he skin against his.
The constant blip of the machines in the room and the respirator at work, were the only things that broke the silence.
A few minutes later, he rose from the chair. He leaned over her visage and kissed her. He squeezed her hand one last time and laid it gently on the bed.
Nick silently passed through the door and was met by his colleagues.
"She's alive"
And with those two words, he left down the hallway and around the corner.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Why am I back here?"
'Because,'
"Because why?"
'Because you had another near death experience.'
"Well that's just great. Can I go back? I don't really like this place very much."
'That may be a bit more difficult than last time.'
"What do you mean?"
'It's not your decision anymore whether you go back of not.'
"You mean I can't just walk into the black and then be alive again?"
'Nope'
"Why?"
'Look, right now in the real world, you are in a very deep coma, one that many people never come out of. At this stage, it is not up to the person to decide if they live or die.'
"Then whose is it?"
*@*@*@*
What are you looking for
What are you waiting for
Do you know what your doing to me
GO AHEAD
What are you waiting for
*@*@*@* Sara was now fuming with frustration. She wanted to get out of here. She hated this 'in-between land'.
'Well, none of us our really sure, we don't know exactly who or what it is. We call him "The Judge". Now in his presence we just call him 'sir' but he is really tough.'
"Wait there are more of you? And what do you mean by tough?"
'Yes there are more of us. One for each alive person. Then when a person dies, depending on how well you did helping them in life, you retire to Paridisio estate or The Not-so-great motel.'
"O-kay"
'And The Judge is tough in court, is what I meant.'
"Wait, what do you mean 'in court'?"
'I mean when you go to be judged on if you should go back.'
"Explain this to me. I am so lost."
'Ok, well when it is your turn to be judged, you will go to court. The Judge will ask you if you want to go back or not. If you say yes, then you have to convince him to let you go back. If you say no, then you have to convince him of that too.'
"What happens if he says 'no you can't go back'?"
'Then you can leave you life, or you can try again.'
"Try again?"
'Yes people have tried again and some eventually do get back, but others give up. That is why some people stay in really long comas. They keep trying to get back.'
"So when do I get judged?"
'You never know, but usually within a few Earth days. Then as you keep trying, you have to wait longer. If you don't make it on the first try, the next one is in a few months, then years, and so on.'
"When do I know it is my turn?"
'They will call for you.'
"So I just wait?"
'Yup!'
"Great! I get to be bored stiff!"
'You know to pass the time, we could watch what is going on in the real world.'
Sara perked up
"You can do that?"
'Yeah'
"Well get a move on! Get the show started already! Sheesh!"
Suddenly, it was like the floor beneath her began to open up. It reveled to her the hospital room where she lay in the real world.
"Is that really me?"
'Uh Huh'
"Oh my god, It's Nick!"
She watched as he entered the room and sat down next to her body. She saw the interaction with the nurse and him putting the ring on her finger. Then she heard his words.
She felt like crying out to him "I'm here Nick! I am right above you!"
But she couldn't
Sara watched in pain as he went out in the hall. She saw her friends. They were all so sad. This was hard for her to watch but she continued. Nick left the group, but she didn't follow him.
Sara gazed on as Greg became the next one into the room. Catherine, Grissom and Warrick couldn't bare going in just after seeing Nick like that.
Greg sat down next to her. He squeezed her hand.
She heard him speak.
"Hey Sara. It's Greg. I just wanted to tell you how much everyone here is rooting for you. We all miss and love you. We need you to fight for us ok?"
Sara wanted to respond, "I'll try!" but it was useless.
He continued
"I have something for you to listen to. I know how much you hate my music, but I really think you need to hear this song. It is one of my favorites."
She watched as he took his portable CD played out of his pocket and placed the headphones near her ears. He pressed play.
*@*@*@*
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking your one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over...hold on
*@*@*@*
The music she heard made her break down.
"Oh my god Greg."
She listened as the lyrics played out the soft, heart-filled music.
Suddenly, as fast as the floor had gone, it came back and a loud voice boomed through her.
'SARA SIDLE'
"What's happening?"
'He is calling you. It is time to be judged.'
*@*@*@*
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking your one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over...hold on
*@*@*@*
TBC
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Ok, I am sorry if the whole, how people live or die thing offends anybody. I made it up! Well at least I believe I did. Please don't sue anything.
BTW does anyone know how to italics, bolds and underlines to show up on Fanfiction.net?
Please review!! The person who gives me my 100th gets something!! Please hit the little blue button for little old me!!
~Jax