AN: Sorry these chapters are coming soooo far apart but life is so crazy
when you're in school, and you teach ice skating and have to find sometime
for family. Yeah anyways, please R and R. I need to constructive criticism!
Part 8/?
The tires of the Tahoe squealed down the boulevard. It was now a race against time. Brandon knew that the police and the CSI team were aware of where he was and he knew he had to get out, and fast.
Grissom swerved in and out of traffic nearly clipping other cars, and pedestrians.
"Gil, please be careful. We all want Sara and the baby to be ok, but if you hit someone it's not going to get us to them any faster!"
"Baby?" Brass looked shocked and confused.
"Gil? What baby?" When he found Grissom wouldn't answer he looked towards Catherine. "Catherine? What baby?"
She looked at Grissom as she answered Brass's question, "Sara's pregnant." Catherine wasn't sure if she should tell who the father was.
"Grissom? Is it.?" Brass began.
"Yes Jim, the child is mine. Now can you let me concentrate on driving so I don't hit anyone?"
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Sara awoke once again, but this time in more pain and more afriad than before. She wasn't in a room. She was in the back seat of a car, a car quickly going down a deserted highway. She looked to the person driving the car and even more fear erupted throughout her body.
The person driving the car wasn't Brandon. it was his brother, Jason. He had short black hair and an unshaven face. He was much nicer than Brandon, which was why she was shocked to see him driving her away from the city she called home and the people she loved.
"Jason, what-?"
"Shut up Sara."
"Jason-"
"Sara, don't make me reach back there."
She sat back in her seat, but only for a moment and started again.
"Jason! Why are you helping him?!"
"Sara!" He shouted and turned around to look at her. That's when Sara saw his bruised and swollen face.
"Jason, what happened?" She asked.
"Nothing Sara. Just shut up and sit back." He said, turning his attention back to the road.
"Brandon did it to you didn't he?"
He didn't answer.
"You're a victim of his abuse just as much as I am aren't you?"
"Sara. Stop it."
"No Jay! You don't have to put up with him! Do what I did- report him and leave!"
"Sara I can't. He's my brother!"
"Jay, you can do it. Just leave. Stop this! Stop following his commands, stop giving commands, and stop trying to be him!"
"I can't Sara. I just can't." His voice was almost a whimper.
"Jay. Please. I left Brandon because he was hurting me, and I made a new life for my self. I found a man I love, who loves me back. And Jay," She paused for a moment. "He and I have started a family, although I'm not sure he knows it yet." The sound of sirens could be heard coming from behind them and Jason sped up. "Jay, please don't be like him. You and I both deserve a chance to live happy lives. And the only way that can happen is to get rid of Brandon." The police cars were closing in on them.
"Jay, please." She began to cry.
"I'm sorry Sara." He said slowly bringing the SUV to a stop. "I'm sorry Sara. I'm so sorry." The cop cars halted behind them and the police jumped out, guns drawn.
He slowly exited the vehicle and walked to open the door to the back seat, and helped Sara out. Grissom, Brass and Catherine- who were all standing behind the open doors of Brass' car- watched as Sara slowly exited the SUV with the help- of the person they assumed was- Brandon.
"Thanks Jason." She whispered. He slightly nodded.
"Go Sara." He whispered back. And she did. She staggered a few feet then was helped by a few of the officers out of the way.
"Sara!" Grissom shouted and ran towards her.
"Grissom." She said, emotion cracking in her voice. The officers helped her towards the ambulance.
"Oh, my God Sara. I'm so glad you're alive." He said, as he came within a few feet of her. He was ready to take her into an embrace, and as she came closer he took her into his arms. It felt so good to have his Sara back. And as they slightly parted from their embrace, Sara turned her head away from him to look in the direction in which Jason had freed her. Slowly, some of the officers began closing in on Jason with their guns drawn, and Sara watched the scene unfold before her.
Jason appeared frightened, and the fear looked to be getting more and more intense with every step the officers took.
"Put your hands on your head." One officer called out.
Jason didn't obey the command and took a step back, then another step back.
"Put your hands on your head!" Another officer repeated.
Jason still didn't listen and tried to climb into the car, but he stopped, and fell to the ground.
It took a moment to register in Sara's mind what had just happened.
A shot had rung out.
A single shot.
Then it registered.
Jason was shot.
Sara's scream sounded sharply. The man who had just given her back her freedom to live, had just been shot. A man she cared for like her own brother.
Sara begged for the paramedics to stop loading her into the unit, but they didn't listen to her and continued to load her in, Grissom was making his way in with her holding her hand.
Immediately, officers ran to Jason. The officer had aimed for his arm, but Jason had been moving and the shot hit his chest.
"We need a gurney!" Someone yelled.
The officers parted as the paramedics made their way through the small crowd.
The paramedics loaded him up and drove off, the sirens wailing loudly.
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TBC
Part 8/?
The tires of the Tahoe squealed down the boulevard. It was now a race against time. Brandon knew that the police and the CSI team were aware of where he was and he knew he had to get out, and fast.
Grissom swerved in and out of traffic nearly clipping other cars, and pedestrians.
"Gil, please be careful. We all want Sara and the baby to be ok, but if you hit someone it's not going to get us to them any faster!"
"Baby?" Brass looked shocked and confused.
"Gil? What baby?" When he found Grissom wouldn't answer he looked towards Catherine. "Catherine? What baby?"
She looked at Grissom as she answered Brass's question, "Sara's pregnant." Catherine wasn't sure if she should tell who the father was.
"Grissom? Is it.?" Brass began.
"Yes Jim, the child is mine. Now can you let me concentrate on driving so I don't hit anyone?"
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Sara awoke once again, but this time in more pain and more afriad than before. She wasn't in a room. She was in the back seat of a car, a car quickly going down a deserted highway. She looked to the person driving the car and even more fear erupted throughout her body.
The person driving the car wasn't Brandon. it was his brother, Jason. He had short black hair and an unshaven face. He was much nicer than Brandon, which was why she was shocked to see him driving her away from the city she called home and the people she loved.
"Jason, what-?"
"Shut up Sara."
"Jason-"
"Sara, don't make me reach back there."
She sat back in her seat, but only for a moment and started again.
"Jason! Why are you helping him?!"
"Sara!" He shouted and turned around to look at her. That's when Sara saw his bruised and swollen face.
"Jason, what happened?" She asked.
"Nothing Sara. Just shut up and sit back." He said, turning his attention back to the road.
"Brandon did it to you didn't he?"
He didn't answer.
"You're a victim of his abuse just as much as I am aren't you?"
"Sara. Stop it."
"No Jay! You don't have to put up with him! Do what I did- report him and leave!"
"Sara I can't. He's my brother!"
"Jay, you can do it. Just leave. Stop this! Stop following his commands, stop giving commands, and stop trying to be him!"
"I can't Sara. I just can't." His voice was almost a whimper.
"Jay. Please. I left Brandon because he was hurting me, and I made a new life for my self. I found a man I love, who loves me back. And Jay," She paused for a moment. "He and I have started a family, although I'm not sure he knows it yet." The sound of sirens could be heard coming from behind them and Jason sped up. "Jay, please don't be like him. You and I both deserve a chance to live happy lives. And the only way that can happen is to get rid of Brandon." The police cars were closing in on them.
"Jay, please." She began to cry.
"I'm sorry Sara." He said slowly bringing the SUV to a stop. "I'm sorry Sara. I'm so sorry." The cop cars halted behind them and the police jumped out, guns drawn.
He slowly exited the vehicle and walked to open the door to the back seat, and helped Sara out. Grissom, Brass and Catherine- who were all standing behind the open doors of Brass' car- watched as Sara slowly exited the SUV with the help- of the person they assumed was- Brandon.
"Thanks Jason." She whispered. He slightly nodded.
"Go Sara." He whispered back. And she did. She staggered a few feet then was helped by a few of the officers out of the way.
"Sara!" Grissom shouted and ran towards her.
"Grissom." She said, emotion cracking in her voice. The officers helped her towards the ambulance.
"Oh, my God Sara. I'm so glad you're alive." He said, as he came within a few feet of her. He was ready to take her into an embrace, and as she came closer he took her into his arms. It felt so good to have his Sara back. And as they slightly parted from their embrace, Sara turned her head away from him to look in the direction in which Jason had freed her. Slowly, some of the officers began closing in on Jason with their guns drawn, and Sara watched the scene unfold before her.
Jason appeared frightened, and the fear looked to be getting more and more intense with every step the officers took.
"Put your hands on your head." One officer called out.
Jason didn't obey the command and took a step back, then another step back.
"Put your hands on your head!" Another officer repeated.
Jason still didn't listen and tried to climb into the car, but he stopped, and fell to the ground.
It took a moment to register in Sara's mind what had just happened.
A shot had rung out.
A single shot.
Then it registered.
Jason was shot.
Sara's scream sounded sharply. The man who had just given her back her freedom to live, had just been shot. A man she cared for like her own brother.
Sara begged for the paramedics to stop loading her into the unit, but they didn't listen to her and continued to load her in, Grissom was making his way in with her holding her hand.
Immediately, officers ran to Jason. The officer had aimed for his arm, but Jason had been moving and the shot hit his chest.
"We need a gurney!" Someone yelled.
The officers parted as the paramedics made their way through the small crowd.
The paramedics loaded him up and drove off, the sirens wailing loudly.
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TBC