Sara woke up, stretching slowly. Grissom raised his head from where he had been semi-sleeping in the chair by her bedside. "Gil? What are you still doing here?" She glanced at the clock. "Have you been here all day?"
Grissom looked up at her. Sara, you have the most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen, he thought to himself, dreamily.
"Gil?"
He shook his head, waking himself up. "Sorry? - Oh, yeah." Sara glared at him.
"How many times have you told me not to try to stay up longer then sixteen straight hours?" You've been up since, what? All day today, and all last night?" That's more then sixteen hours, isn't it?"
Grissom started to say something, but Sara cut him off. "Go home, Gil. Get some sleep, and come see me in the morning." She pulled him down to her, and kissed him briefly. "See ya' tomorrow." Grissom walked out slowly, trying to figure out when he had ever said he was leaving.
-----------------Grissom's House-------------Grissom walked into his house, dropping his keys on the table just inside the hallway. He stumbled toward his living room, and plopped himself down on the couch; He was just fading off when his phone rang. He answered, glancing at the caller ID. "Hey Cath" He yawned loudly.
"Well, it's good to talk to you to. Hey, you still at the hospital?"
"No, Sara kicked me out. Told me that I needed to take my own advice for once and get some sleep. Why?"
"I just wanted to swing by, and ask you about the O'Connor case. Actually... You at your house?"
"Un-huh"
"All right, I'm on my way over to Sara's apartment, just for some final stuff, d'you mind if I swing by real quick?"
"No, come on by."
"'K, see you in a minute." They hung up.
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"What do you mean, you don't know where he is?" Brass yelled at the cops over the phone.
"I mean that we went in to get a cup of coffee, and when we came back out, his car was gone. He'd been in there all goddamn day, how were we to know he'd come out then!"
Brass hung up in frustration. He dialed Grissom's number to warn him that his tail was gone - the line was busy. He tried Catherine's - also busy. He slammed his phone down in frustration, planning to try again in a few minutes.
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Grissom pulled his door open, letting Catherine in. "Hey, what's up?"
"You know how you said the husband approached you after you called it unsolved?" Grissom nodded. "Do you know that it was the husband, or could it have been his -" her voice broke off as they heard a noise in the hallway closet. Grissom pulled out his gun, as Catherine grabbed the phone and dialed 911.
Johnny burst out of the closet, his gun aimed at Grissom's face. "Sure didn't take you long to get a new girlfriend, did it, Dr. Grissom?" Gil's hand tightened dangerously on the trigger, and the man aimed his gun at Catherine. "Unless you would like to lose two girlfriends in as many days, throw your gun over here," he glanced at Catherine. "And I would hang up that phone, if I were you," he stated flatly as Catherine tried to hide the phone from him. Grissom lowered his gun slowly, and slid it across the floor. Cat laid the phone back in the cradle, ending the connection. The man seized her roughly, shoving her in the closet. "Sorry, honey, but I need to chat with Dr. Grissom for a minute." He locked the door, which held firm, despite Catherine's attempts at forcing it open.
Grissom faced the man who had turned all their lives upside down, the man who had tried to kill Sara, who had put her in the hospital, and who now had locked Catherine in a closet. He felt anger burning inside him; his hands balled into fists. I'm going to kill this S.O.B. He told himself furiously. He ignored the gun pointed at his chest, and prepared to launch himself at the gunman.
Notes: Thank ya'll so much for all the reviews! I'm sorry it's so short, that just seemed like a good place to end it... Hahahaha! Aren't I just terrible? I probably won't be able to update for a while, I'm going on a camping trip over the weekend. Sorry! SARA.fan4