A few moments later, they got outside and to the ambulance. Sara sat down and the paramedics began looking her over.
"Take care of yourself," Grissom told her before he left to talk with Brass, "I'll see you later."
Her attention turned to the two men that were checking to make sure she was alright. Her mind was racing now after her conversation with Grissom; it was hard to concentrate on everything at once.
"Miss, we're taking you to the hospital. The bleeding isn't too bad, but you'll be needing stitches and you probably shouldn't walk around for few hours."
Sara nodded and they laid her on the stretcher in the back of the ambulance and started off to the hospital. It was only a few minutes drive and they pulled up into the emergency room parking lot and got the stretcher out of the back. Before long, her wound was being stitched up and she was taken to one of the rooms and put on mild pain killers. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep.
A nurse walked into the room and that was when Sara woke up; only a couple hours later.
"Miss Sidle? I'm your nurse, I'm just going to check your stitches and make sure everything is in check."
The nurse pulled the covers away and took a look at the wound. After a cursory inspection, she looked back at Sara, "Everything checked out okay. The wound wasn't really that deep, but it was pretty large on a whole. There was minor bleeding, so not much blood was lost, but the whole area is bruised black and blue. We'll have you on pain killers for today and when you leave I'd suggest taking some Motrin or Tylenol every few hours. Doctor Leitz will come in to check you later to make sure you're fit to leave."
"Thank-you."
The nurse left and the room was dark and quiet again; sleep came over Sara once more.
"Hey Sara," said a voice softly and someone brushed the hair off her face. "Wake up."
Slowly, Sara opened her eyes and saw someone standing in front of her, it was Grissom.
"Hey, how are you? I came to pick you up. The doctor said you could leave when I came to see you. I skived off of dinner to see how you were."
"I'm fine. How'd the case go?"
"The man who stabbed you, Mr. Larry Hammermen, was out murdered. As it turns out, he died shortly after he was rushed to the hospital, but the evidence got him with a direct hit."
"I hate it when I miss something. She leaned up; if you're ready to go then we can go," she said, "I just need to get changed and you can drop me off at my place I guess."
"Alright, I'll let you get out of the hospital clothes and then we can go." He stepped out of the room for a few minutes and then they checked out and Grissom helped Sara out with her crutches. Before long, they were driving down the roads towards Sara's place.
"Hey, I'm sorry about making you miss dinner. Want to grab a cup of coffee?" Sara suggested.
"Sorry, can I take a rain check?" He asked, "I'm not feeling too great, I think something's going around the lab. Our Greggo was coughing on me all day."
"Oh," Sara was a bit disappointed, "Right, well I guess I'll see you at the lab then."
They pulled into the parking lot and Sara got out. "You need any help?" Grissom asked out of sincerity.
She shook her head, "I'm fine."
"Alright, get well soon."
"Thanks." She walked up to the door and went inside, then turned around to look out the small window and watch Grissom pull away. The elevator arrived and she stepped in and pressed the buttons labeled number five.
He did it to her again; pushed her away. He did this to her every time. She wished she could tell him how she felt, but that would never happen. And she felt inside that he was the only one that could make her feel better, even if he didn't love her, even if he mad her even more angry, he just had something about her that made her feel okay. But, he would never feel the same way she felt about him.