A/N: Sorry for not updating soon enough. Hope you forgive me with this
chapter.
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Sara sat there in the break room, drinking coffee. It's been a week since she had been in the hospital. A week since he raped her. It has only been a week. To her, it feels like an eternity.
Her father hadn't been to her house since that night. Every night she calls Grissom to come over and every night they sleep together. Just sleep, nothing more. She sleeps on one side and he sleeps on the other. On some nights, when she cries, he's there to hold her till she falls asleep.
Sara looked up to see who was at the door. It was Nick. She smile and looked back down at her coffee. Nobody knows what happened that night, expect for Grissom. For that, he is truly a hero. If he hadn't been there, she would have died. No doubt.
"Are you okay?" Nick asked.
"Yeah." She lied.
Nick eyed her but left it at that. She watched him leave. She knows that he suspects something. A week in the hospital – they think she was on vacation. Having a break down when she first came back to work – they think she was happy to see them. Which she was, but it wasn't why she was crying. She just couldn't believe it was happening to her. She still can't believe it.
Just as she was going to get up, Grissom walked in with a bag in hand. She stared at it, knowing what it was. Grissom looked at her and handed her the bag. Oh, god. She didn't want to take it. Tears started to form.
She forced her trembling hand to take the bag. She whispered 'Thank You' to him as he nodded.
Grissom squeezed her arm as she walked past him. She smiled at him and walked out.
. . .
She went into one of the bathroom's stall and locked the door.
She sighed as she slowly took the pregnancy test out of the bag. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the door, finding the courage to do this. Deeply sighing, she opened her eyes and with her shaky fingers, she took the pregnancy test out of the small box.
Minutes later, it was something she didn't expect.
. . . .
TBC
. . . .
Sara sat there in the break room, drinking coffee. It's been a week since she had been in the hospital. A week since he raped her. It has only been a week. To her, it feels like an eternity.
Her father hadn't been to her house since that night. Every night she calls Grissom to come over and every night they sleep together. Just sleep, nothing more. She sleeps on one side and he sleeps on the other. On some nights, when she cries, he's there to hold her till she falls asleep.
Sara looked up to see who was at the door. It was Nick. She smile and looked back down at her coffee. Nobody knows what happened that night, expect for Grissom. For that, he is truly a hero. If he hadn't been there, she would have died. No doubt.
"Are you okay?" Nick asked.
"Yeah." She lied.
Nick eyed her but left it at that. She watched him leave. She knows that he suspects something. A week in the hospital – they think she was on vacation. Having a break down when she first came back to work – they think she was happy to see them. Which she was, but it wasn't why she was crying. She just couldn't believe it was happening to her. She still can't believe it.
Just as she was going to get up, Grissom walked in with a bag in hand. She stared at it, knowing what it was. Grissom looked at her and handed her the bag. Oh, god. She didn't want to take it. Tears started to form.
She forced her trembling hand to take the bag. She whispered 'Thank You' to him as he nodded.
Grissom squeezed her arm as she walked past him. She smiled at him and walked out.
. . .
She went into one of the bathroom's stall and locked the door.
She sighed as she slowly took the pregnancy test out of the bag. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the door, finding the courage to do this. Deeply sighing, she opened her eyes and with her shaky fingers, she took the pregnancy test out of the small box.
Minutes later, it was something she didn't expect.
. . . .
TBC