This is for jtbwriter, ToMyGrave and UnspokenLoves you asked for more and you shall receive. I know this chapter a bit slow; please it will get going again. Please review. Thank you.
Sara was visited by the whole of team over the next few days. Catherine brought her flowers and a card Lindsey made, Greg brought her, his CD player to borrow, Nick and Warrick bought food knowing she hated what they gave her at the hospital. After five days of being stuck in the same room she was finally discharged. Grissom who had visited every day since offered to take her home, to the rest of the group a simple gesture to them much more.
Sara was perched on the end of the bed waiting for Grissom to arrive. She had her left arm in Blue pot and hung in a sling with Greg's CD player init and headphones in her ears, she didn't notice Grissom until he gently kissed her.
"Hey sorry got caught up in the song" she smiled. Grissom picked her bag up.
"So ready to go?"
"You bet" Sara smiled as he took her other arm and helped her up.
"Are you sure you don't need a wheelchair?" Sara scowled at him. "Ok I was just asking" Grissom and Sara slowly made there way to the car. Sara's leg was still sore from the stitches. She had attempted to put some make up on before Grissom came but failed. Having to go round three stitches on her forehead and avoid tender unseen bruises on her face made it a losing battle and in the end she had given up.
"I didn't know if you'd be more comfortable staying at my house to night" said Grissom starting the car and helping Sara on with her seatbelt. Sara thought about it and nodded.
"My place is probably a mess" she muttered.
"Me and Catherine cleaned it" he said, Sara turned to face him, Grissom thought to clean her house for her, maybe Cath had suggested it and he just went along for the ride. Or maybe he was finally getting the hang of human emotions.
"Sara are you ok?" asked Grissom sounding concerned. It was then Sara realised she had drifted of into her own little world.
"Yer sorry" she felt her cheeks turn red.
"We'll stop by yours get you some things. If you tell me what to get you can wait in the car". Sara didn't really fancy going back to the house this soon but liked the idea of sending Grissom to get her some clean underwear even less.
"I'll be k, with you there" she smiled. Ten minutes and a debate about, whether Watson was a valid pet or a creepy crawly you find in the back garden they were at the house. Grissom went round and helped Sara from the car.
"I'll stay with you" Grissom whispered to her taking her hand. After fumbling with the key Sara managed to get the door open. Grissom helped her inside.
"Take a seat I just pack a bag" Sara pointed to her coach and Grissom obliged. Sara had almost finished packing when he heard a bang from the front. Her body froze.
"Sorry I knocked over your vase" Grissom shouted. He had being so interested in looking around Sara's house without her or Catherine staring over his shoulder that he forget to look where he was going. Sara emerged from the bedroom dragging he bag. Her face was pale and her hands shacking slightly.
"Sara I'm sorry" Grissom went to her and practically had to forcefully remove the bag from her hands. Sara was holding onto it like it washer last hope.
"It's ok no-ones going to hurt you" he gentle took her hand and lead her from the building picking up her bag as he left.
On arriving at Grissom's house it suddenly dawned on Sara that she was there.
"Are you sure you ok with this?" she asked.
"Well I know it's being a while since I dated but I was lead to believe that you spent time at each others houses" he said helping her into his home.
"I know but the last time I was here was because you got suspended". Grissom smiled back.
"Well I haven't changed much since then" he smiled helping her to the couch.
"You hungry?" he asked. Sara nodded "I see what I have that doesn't involve meat" Sara grinned, he had remembered.
During dinner the discussion ranged from how Catherine had practically slapped Grissom for not telling Sara how he felt. They had decided to keep their relationship quite until they knew where it was going. To how Grissom had 'boy's toys'. Sara had commented on the fact that Grissom had a state of the art stereo system that even Greg would have been proud of, claming that even through he was strange and distant he still liked boy's toys.
"So what do you think of my cooking" asked Grissom clearing the plates away.
"I think you can cook for me anytime" she smiled yawning. Grissom began to clear the plates away as Sara sat on the couch by he time he had finished she was asleep. He didn't think she looked comfortable squashed up on the couch so he gently carried her along to his bedroom. When he laid her n the bed he couldn't help but smile, she looked so beautiful laid sleeping. He shut the door and soon he had fallen asleep sat on the couch.
Grissom sleep was distrusted by screaming. He quickly ran toward the bedroom and reached for the light seeing Sara tangled in the sheets. Her face was pale and sweet was visible on her forehead.
"Sara" Grissom gentle shock her shoulder, she stopped thrashing around.
"Sara" he called again slightly louder. This time it worked Sara's eyes opened and she breathed heavily.
"It's ok" he said gentle rubbing her shoulder.
"He came again" Sara whimpered her voice shacking, she didn't often breakdown, especially in front of people. Tears stung at her eyes.
"I was scared" Grissom pulled her into a hug and Sara allowed herself to cry.
"It's ok he can't hurt you now" Grissom reassured her, wiping at her eyes. "I promise. I wish I knew how to make it better"
"You being here makes me feel safe" she managed a weak smile.
"Then here I shall be" he replied, "Hang on" Grissom ran over to her right hand side and away from view. The next thing she saw was him carrying a tank.
"I didn't think you like to sleep with Watson" he said walking by. Sara went of into the bathroom and got changed into some pyjama bottoms and a tank top while Grissom put Watson in his new home. She headed back into Grissom's bedroom. This being the first time she had really looked at it she noticed it was quite empty; there was a large bed a side board and a space where Watson used to be.
"You better not snore" said Grissom appearing in the doorway. He was dressed in just pyjama bottoms. Sara's breath caught and for a minute they found themselves starring at one another, until Sara's leg throbbed from being stood up so long and she had to slide herself onto the bed. Grissom got in the other side and turned the light off. He then felt a hand on his arm reaching for his hand and interlocking the fingers. He squeezed back and felt to sleep.
TBC
