A/N: Ok, so it is finally finished, I have to say it took me slightly longer than I thought it would (and for that I must apologise) to finish this story mainly because I was being very particular about how I wrote the last two chapters. Thank you for all that have read it and especially for those of you that have taken time to review, as this was my second fanfic ever I needed the encouragement. I sort of feel bad that this isn't the wiz bang ending that it should be but I needed closure, If anybody has any ideas how to make it better let me know. Hopefully my other fic will be finished within the next three weeks.

Sara had been in her room for about an hour before she was allowed visitors, after all the poking and prodding and questions she was glad to see friendly faces.

"Sara, how are you doing, what did the doctors say?" Catherine asked as she approached the bed.

"The drugs are slowly wearing off, it was just a temporary paralytic agent, how's Grissom they wouldn't tell me anything" Sara replied through her tears

The look on their three faces answered everything, she started to sob harder.

"He's out of surgery, the knife sliced pretty close to the heart if we hadn't got there in time well… he's in ICU, you'll be able to see him when you're up an about" Something about Nick's tone betrayed his words

"Don't… hide … things … from … me, tell me how bad" Sara managed through the tears

"He lost a lot of blood, he's not in the best way, they don't know how long before he comes around" Catherine resigned to telling Sara the truth

"and what about him, they guy that did all of this" Sara said in a small voice

"He died on the way to the hospital" Warrick piped in " It's going to be ok"

Sara sat quietly and started to drift to sleep, taking this as their cue to leave, the remaining csi's slowly walked out of the room.

Catherine sat silently beside Grissom's bed the constant beep of the heart monitor keeping her worries in check. It had been almost a day since he'd been brought in there and he wasn't showing any signs of waking up. She sighed and looked at her watch Warrick was supposed to relieve her in half an hour so she could get Sara and bring her up to the ICU. It had been decided she would be the one to bring Sara to Grissom. Needing to stretch her legs she walked over to the window, things had gone so bad so quickly if she'd only been the one to take Grissom to the Deli she could of stopped this she would of kept an eye on him. Her thoughts were broken as she heard movement behind her. Turning quickly she saw Grissom's hand twitch, almost running back to the bed she reached it and put it in hers.

"Gil?" Catherine asked

His hand twitched again and then grasped Catherine's if not weakly.

"That's it Gil, it's time to wake up" Catherine encouraged

His eyes slowly opened, almost squinting at Catherine. He tested his mouth readying it to speak

"Sara" was all he managed to get out before starting to cough which in turn caused his eye's to widen in pain where upon he almost broke Catherine's hand which he still had in his as he tried to block it out.

"Hold on, let me get you an ice cube, just try and settle down" Catherine said soothingly as she reached for the small bucket of ice cubes beside Grissom's bed which she'd kept stocked. After administering the ice cube Catherine continued on talking to him.

" She's ok, it's all ok she's getting released in half an hour then I was going to bring her up here to see you, and now that you've woken up she'll be so happy" Catherine commented reassuringly.

"No, no Sara, almost killed her, she hate me, won't, can't , see me, hurt her, no repair" Grissom got out in a broken sentence before starting to slip back to sleep.

"No, she doesn't hate you she's worried about you" Catherine replied but he'd already drifted back to sleep. She sighed this was going to be more difficult than she thought after all they'd been through now they had Grissom's misplaced guilt to contend with. She slowly got up from the chair to get the doctor and that when he woke up next he'd be happy to see Sara.

As Sara walked into his room she gasped, he looked terrible even after Catherine had warned her she couldn't handle him looking so pale so vunerable. She walked over to the chair and sat down taking his hand in hers. Rubbing it gently she urged him to wake up.

He shifted slightly and started to stir. Slowly his eyes opened and he turned his head towards the direction of movement. He quickly turned his eyes down as he realized who was visiting him.

"Gil, Honey, look at me" Sara pleaded "Catherine told me what you said, it doesn't matter it wasn't you, you saved me, he's dead there is nothing he can do to us now, please just look at me"

Slowly he raised his head, looking her straight in the eye.

"You must hate me, I hate me, I'm sorry Sara I'm so sorry, if I could take it all back, I'll understand if you don't want anything to do with me" Grissom looked away at this last comment as the tears started to come.

Sara rose from the chair and slowly turned his chin towards her face. "You don't have anything to be ashamed of, I want you more now than I ever have, you have to understand that" She soothed as she wiped away the tears with the palm of her hand.

"In fact I was hoping you were going to ask me to move in with you" She added as she stared him straight in the eye.

"Are you sure?" Grissom asked hopefully

"If something positive has come out of this experience it's knowing that I could never live without you, you're stuck with me" Sara answered as she placed a gentle kiss on his forehead

"That's good, I love you more than ever" Grissom slurred as the drugs made him start to fall asleep again.

"I'll be here when you wake" Sara assured him as he drifted back to sleep with a smile on his face.

Things were going to be hard for the next few weeks but, Sara knew everything would be better than ever from now on.

The End