Part 9/?
Grissom's heart raced as the doctor came down the hall. He was the only person from the team in the waiting room. With every step the doctor took, Grissom became more afraid of what he might be told.
"Mr. Grissom?"
"Yes?"
"Miss Sidle and the baby will be fine. She took a bit of a beating though. Her shoulder was dislocated, a fractured cheekbone, and some bumps and bruises, but she should recover fairly quickly. She's in a rather large amount of pain and there's not much we can do for her because of the baby. We'd like to keep her over night to make sure everything is fine with the baby. "
Grissom let out a breath that he had not realized he was holding. He was so relieved Sara and the unborn infant were fine.
"Mr. Grissom she's going to need someone to take care of her once she is released, are you willing to-"
"Of course." Grissom cut the doctor off. "May I see her?"
"Yes, you may. But she does need her rest so it will only be for a few minutes." He nodded.
The doctor waved for a nurse to come to them and show him to Sara's room.
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The ride to the hospital was one full of joy, sorrow and tears for Sara. She was glad to be reunited with Grissom, which brought tears of joy for them both, but along with them were tears of sorrow for Sara. Jason, her freedom giver, had been shot, and for all she knew killed.
Sara's head pounded with deep thought. They weren't supposed to shoot. If anything they should have just let him get in his SUV and try to drive away and then shoot out his tires. Then her train of thought was interrupted.
"Miss Sidle?" one of the nurse called from somewhere that seemed to Sara to be far off. "Miss. Sidle you have a visitor."
Grissom moved past the nurse and into Sara's room, and as he did her tired looking face lit up into a smile. "Hey sweetie," his heart ached to see her in pain, "how ya feeling?" He pulled up a chair and sat beside her, then took her hand into his.
"I've been better." She said sarcastically. He let out a little chuckle, and then a sigh. "What is it Grissom?"
He shook his head. "Nothing. Nothing at all."
"Griss something is bothering you what is it?"
"Sara-"he inhaled deeply, "for a moment there I thought I lost you. I knew something was up when you didn't show up for work early like you normally do. Then seeing your apartment made it more real, I could have lost you. Then getting the call from you and hearing him, I just thought that was it. I thought the last thing I was ever going to hear you say, was you screaming my name.
"Griss-" she took his hand in hers. "It's ok now. I'm going to be ok."
He wished he could believe that. He wished he could believe everything was going to be ok, but it wasn't. His hearing was slowly fading into nothing, the real kidnapper was still out there, and Jason had died on the operating table, all because some stupid rookie got trigger-happy. His heart ached knowing that Sara was going to eventually find out her friend was dead.
"Yeah. I guess." He said then looked down at their united hands. The room was deathly silent, until Sara spoke.
"Grissom. I know."
"What?" was she talking about what he thought she was talking about? "What do you mean?"
"I know you're loosing your hearing. I've known for some time now. I'm sorry I haven't told you that I know, but I thought you would tell me on your own time."
"Sara, I had planed on telling you, as a matter of fact, I had intended to tell you that night after shift," He paused, "Its otosclerosis."
He looked up at her, and their eyes met.
"I'm sorry I hadn't told you sooner. Maybe if I had we wouldn't be in this position."
"Grissom, what? What position?"
He looked at her stomach, which was still flat.
"You mean the baby?"
He nodded turning his gaze back to their hands.
"Grissom." She took her hand and brought it up to his face, raising his unshaven chin so their eyes once again met. "I am not worried about your going deaf. There are surgeries, and treatments, and I'm not worried for our child because by the time he or she starts loosing their hearing, if and when they do, even more advanced treatments may be available." She smiled at him, and her smile became contagious, and they both began to smile.
"I love you Sara." He stood and softly placed a kiss to her lips.
"I love you too Gil."
"You get some rest. I have some things I have to take care of. Ok?"
"Ok." She said through a yawn.
"I'll be back before you even wake up." She smiled as he left the room, and whispered a soft "ok" as she quickly drifted off into peaceful slumber.
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As Grissom entered the waiting room, all of the night shift team, including Greg, walked up to him.
"How is she?" Greg was the first to ask.
"The doctor says she's going to be ok. She has a dislocated shoulder, a fractured cheek bone and a few bruises but she should be ok."
"And the baby?"
"The doctor says it should be ok, but he wants to keep monitoring her over night."
They all breathed a sigh of relief knowing that their Sara was going to be ok, at least for now anyways.
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Grissom's heart raced as the doctor came down the hall. He was the only person from the team in the waiting room. With every step the doctor took, Grissom became more afraid of what he might be told.
"Mr. Grissom?"
"Yes?"
"Miss Sidle and the baby will be fine. She took a bit of a beating though. Her shoulder was dislocated, a fractured cheekbone, and some bumps and bruises, but she should recover fairly quickly. She's in a rather large amount of pain and there's not much we can do for her because of the baby. We'd like to keep her over night to make sure everything is fine with the baby. "
Grissom let out a breath that he had not realized he was holding. He was so relieved Sara and the unborn infant were fine.
"Mr. Grissom she's going to need someone to take care of her once she is released, are you willing to-"
"Of course." Grissom cut the doctor off. "May I see her?"
"Yes, you may. But she does need her rest so it will only be for a few minutes." He nodded.
The doctor waved for a nurse to come to them and show him to Sara's room.
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The ride to the hospital was one full of joy, sorrow and tears for Sara. She was glad to be reunited with Grissom, which brought tears of joy for them both, but along with them were tears of sorrow for Sara. Jason, her freedom giver, had been shot, and for all she knew killed.
Sara's head pounded with deep thought. They weren't supposed to shoot. If anything they should have just let him get in his SUV and try to drive away and then shoot out his tires. Then her train of thought was interrupted.
"Miss Sidle?" one of the nurse called from somewhere that seemed to Sara to be far off. "Miss. Sidle you have a visitor."
Grissom moved past the nurse and into Sara's room, and as he did her tired looking face lit up into a smile. "Hey sweetie," his heart ached to see her in pain, "how ya feeling?" He pulled up a chair and sat beside her, then took her hand into his.
"I've been better." She said sarcastically. He let out a little chuckle, and then a sigh. "What is it Grissom?"
He shook his head. "Nothing. Nothing at all."
"Griss something is bothering you what is it?"
"Sara-"he inhaled deeply, "for a moment there I thought I lost you. I knew something was up when you didn't show up for work early like you normally do. Then seeing your apartment made it more real, I could have lost you. Then getting the call from you and hearing him, I just thought that was it. I thought the last thing I was ever going to hear you say, was you screaming my name.
"Griss-" she took his hand in hers. "It's ok now. I'm going to be ok."
He wished he could believe that. He wished he could believe everything was going to be ok, but it wasn't. His hearing was slowly fading into nothing, the real kidnapper was still out there, and Jason had died on the operating table, all because some stupid rookie got trigger-happy. His heart ached knowing that Sara was going to eventually find out her friend was dead.
"Yeah. I guess." He said then looked down at their united hands. The room was deathly silent, until Sara spoke.
"Grissom. I know."
"What?" was she talking about what he thought she was talking about? "What do you mean?"
"I know you're loosing your hearing. I've known for some time now. I'm sorry I haven't told you that I know, but I thought you would tell me on your own time."
"Sara, I had planed on telling you, as a matter of fact, I had intended to tell you that night after shift," He paused, "Its otosclerosis."
He looked up at her, and their eyes met.
"I'm sorry I hadn't told you sooner. Maybe if I had we wouldn't be in this position."
"Grissom, what? What position?"
He looked at her stomach, which was still flat.
"You mean the baby?"
He nodded turning his gaze back to their hands.
"Grissom." She took her hand and brought it up to his face, raising his unshaven chin so their eyes once again met. "I am not worried about your going deaf. There are surgeries, and treatments, and I'm not worried for our child because by the time he or she starts loosing their hearing, if and when they do, even more advanced treatments may be available." She smiled at him, and her smile became contagious, and they both began to smile.
"I love you Sara." He stood and softly placed a kiss to her lips.
"I love you too Gil."
"You get some rest. I have some things I have to take care of. Ok?"
"Ok." She said through a yawn.
"I'll be back before you even wake up." She smiled as he left the room, and whispered a soft "ok" as she quickly drifted off into peaceful slumber.
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As Grissom entered the waiting room, all of the night shift team, including Greg, walked up to him.
"How is she?" Greg was the first to ask.
"The doctor says she's going to be ok. She has a dislocated shoulder, a fractured cheek bone and a few bruises but she should be ok."
"And the baby?"
"The doctor says it should be ok, but he wants to keep monitoring her over night."
They all breathed a sigh of relief knowing that their Sara was going to be ok, at least for now anyways.
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