Part 10/?
Sara's eyes opened slowly. The first thing that she became aware of was that someone was holding her hand, and as she looked down to see who it was, she found it was Grissom. Just as he had promised, he was there when she awoke.
The second thing she became aware of was that she needed to use the bathroom. So, she gently pulled her hand from Grissom's and made her way to the bathroom.
When she came back and began to settle into her bed he began to awake.
"Hey baby. Did I wake you?" She asked him.
He let out a soft moan, "No. What were you doing out of bed?"
She smiled and motioned with her head towards the bathroom.
"Oh."
"Yup."
Then the doctor entered the room.
"Miss Sidle. Mr. Grissom." He greeted them both.
"Good morning." They said in unison as he walked to Sara's bedside.
"So, Miss Sidle how are you feeling?" he said examining her shoulder.
"Better, any chance I can get of here soon?"
"Of course. I'll go get the paper work and you can be out of here soon."
"When am I able to go back to work?"
Grissom gave her a stern look.
"I wouldn't rush things. I'd give it at least two weeks."
"Ok. Thank you doctor." Grissom replied.
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When they arrived home- Grissom's home- the first thing Sara did was get in the shower while Grissom ordered dinner. When Sara had finished and walked into the kitchen she was greeted by the smell of Chinese food.
They ate in silence, neither one sure what to say, but there was odd feeling in the room, almost as if no words were needed to know that they were going to be ok.
After their completion dinner, they entered the living room and took leave upon the over stuffed black leather sofa. Relaxing together wrapped in each other's arms, Sara spoke softly.
"Thank you."
"For what?" He asked just as softly.
"For saving my life, for making my life worth living, and for the new life we created. You've given me everything I've ever wanted and a new reason for living. The whole time I was away from you, all I could think about was how bad I wanted to see your face again and how badly I wanted to be held in your arms. I couldn't ask for more than what you have given me." She said with a small sigh. She was truly happy, and so was Grissom.
"Sara, I love you so much. Thank you for everything you've given me. You are the one who brought me out of my shell and showed me there is a wonderful life out here to live and experience." He kissed her softly. "Thank you, Sara."
Gently rising and helping her do the same, he led her into the bedroom. Lying down, he wrapped his arm around her waits, being careful not to touch move her shoulder.
The laid together in silence for a few minutes before Grissom spoke softly, "Sara?"
"Yeah?" She responded just as softly.
"When did you know, about the baby I mean?"
"When did I think I knew, or when did I know officially?"
"Both." He answered rubbing his fingers lightly up and down her arm in a feathery soft touch that sent shivers down her skin.
"I suspected about a few weeks ago and just kind of pushed it towards the back of my mind, but I officially knew the day of the incident."
"Wow." He breathed. She nodded in agreement, before they both fell asleep.
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Sara walked down the stairs of the cold town house. The many smells of the home registered in her senses. This was home. She loved and new this place well. This was going to be her home for some time now and she loved it. She felt safe and secure here.
She stopped dead in her tracks, realizing something wasn't right. She could sense something behind her, she turned around quickly only to find nothing unusual. Turning back around to enter the kitchen she was halted by a strong barrier and stumbled backwards down towards the floor.
"This is my revenge." The large man spoke pulling a gun from behind his back and aiming it at her. "If I can't have you, no one can." He spoke again.
She shot up quickly, knocking Grissom to the floor. He had been trying to wake her from her nightmare she was having.
"Sara honey," he said climbing back onto the bed. "It's ok, I'm here. It was only a dream."
Sara collapsed into his arms and began to sob. This was her first nightmare and already she felt incapable of handling what else may come.
She laid in his arms, neither person whispering a word, just trying to gain comfort.
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Brandon sat in the cold and lonely hotel room. He had to erase himself until he could be sure he could make his move. If he couldn't have her, no one could; she was his and only his.
Unlocking the hotel door and walking down the corridor to get some ice, he began thinking of the possible ways to make his move. He could slip in a window at night, he could send her a package, that would eliminate Grissom too, heck he could use the shooting skill he had acquired from years of training and be like a sniper on the roof of some building. So many options, how could he choose?
Scooping the ice into the hotel supplied pale, he heard footsteps approaching.
"Hey partner, how's it going?" the young man asked.
Brandon didn't reply. "Fine the man spoke after receiving no answer.
"Brandon began to walk away but stopped as he hear the other man speak quietly to himself, "jerk".
Brandon lost all control and before either man knew what was happening, the younger man laid lifeless on the floor. Brandon's wrath was already spreading.
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Sara's eyes opened slowly. The first thing that she became aware of was that someone was holding her hand, and as she looked down to see who it was, she found it was Grissom. Just as he had promised, he was there when she awoke.
The second thing she became aware of was that she needed to use the bathroom. So, she gently pulled her hand from Grissom's and made her way to the bathroom.
When she came back and began to settle into her bed he began to awake.
"Hey baby. Did I wake you?" She asked him.
He let out a soft moan, "No. What were you doing out of bed?"
She smiled and motioned with her head towards the bathroom.
"Oh."
"Yup."
Then the doctor entered the room.
"Miss Sidle. Mr. Grissom." He greeted them both.
"Good morning." They said in unison as he walked to Sara's bedside.
"So, Miss Sidle how are you feeling?" he said examining her shoulder.
"Better, any chance I can get of here soon?"
"Of course. I'll go get the paper work and you can be out of here soon."
"When am I able to go back to work?"
Grissom gave her a stern look.
"I wouldn't rush things. I'd give it at least two weeks."
"Ok. Thank you doctor." Grissom replied.
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When they arrived home- Grissom's home- the first thing Sara did was get in the shower while Grissom ordered dinner. When Sara had finished and walked into the kitchen she was greeted by the smell of Chinese food.
They ate in silence, neither one sure what to say, but there was odd feeling in the room, almost as if no words were needed to know that they were going to be ok.
After their completion dinner, they entered the living room and took leave upon the over stuffed black leather sofa. Relaxing together wrapped in each other's arms, Sara spoke softly.
"Thank you."
"For what?" He asked just as softly.
"For saving my life, for making my life worth living, and for the new life we created. You've given me everything I've ever wanted and a new reason for living. The whole time I was away from you, all I could think about was how bad I wanted to see your face again and how badly I wanted to be held in your arms. I couldn't ask for more than what you have given me." She said with a small sigh. She was truly happy, and so was Grissom.
"Sara, I love you so much. Thank you for everything you've given me. You are the one who brought me out of my shell and showed me there is a wonderful life out here to live and experience." He kissed her softly. "Thank you, Sara."
Gently rising and helping her do the same, he led her into the bedroom. Lying down, he wrapped his arm around her waits, being careful not to touch move her shoulder.
The laid together in silence for a few minutes before Grissom spoke softly, "Sara?"
"Yeah?" She responded just as softly.
"When did you know, about the baby I mean?"
"When did I think I knew, or when did I know officially?"
"Both." He answered rubbing his fingers lightly up and down her arm in a feathery soft touch that sent shivers down her skin.
"I suspected about a few weeks ago and just kind of pushed it towards the back of my mind, but I officially knew the day of the incident."
"Wow." He breathed. She nodded in agreement, before they both fell asleep.
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Sara walked down the stairs of the cold town house. The many smells of the home registered in her senses. This was home. She loved and new this place well. This was going to be her home for some time now and she loved it. She felt safe and secure here.
She stopped dead in her tracks, realizing something wasn't right. She could sense something behind her, she turned around quickly only to find nothing unusual. Turning back around to enter the kitchen she was halted by a strong barrier and stumbled backwards down towards the floor.
"This is my revenge." The large man spoke pulling a gun from behind his back and aiming it at her. "If I can't have you, no one can." He spoke again.
She shot up quickly, knocking Grissom to the floor. He had been trying to wake her from her nightmare she was having.
"Sara honey," he said climbing back onto the bed. "It's ok, I'm here. It was only a dream."
Sara collapsed into his arms and began to sob. This was her first nightmare and already she felt incapable of handling what else may come.
She laid in his arms, neither person whispering a word, just trying to gain comfort.
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Brandon sat in the cold and lonely hotel room. He had to erase himself until he could be sure he could make his move. If he couldn't have her, no one could; she was his and only his.
Unlocking the hotel door and walking down the corridor to get some ice, he began thinking of the possible ways to make his move. He could slip in a window at night, he could send her a package, that would eliminate Grissom too, heck he could use the shooting skill he had acquired from years of training and be like a sniper on the roof of some building. So many options, how could he choose?
Scooping the ice into the hotel supplied pale, he heard footsteps approaching.
"Hey partner, how's it going?" the young man asked.
Brandon didn't reply. "Fine the man spoke after receiving no answer.
"Brandon began to walk away but stopped as he hear the other man speak quietly to himself, "jerk".
Brandon lost all control and before either man knew what was happening, the younger man laid lifeless on the floor. Brandon's wrath was already spreading.
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