Well, first off, I apologize for the wait, but after much deliberation (and I think over a year later! OH MY!) I have decided to start writing fan fiction again. To be honest, I just lost heart in it for a while. But inspiration is back! Hopefully for good.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for those who kept replying to the stories asking me to continue them. They were definitely part of the driving force that kept me going. Definite thanks to Nat365 for sending me such a lovely review, I couldn't help but start writing this story again, as well as maybe actually finishing it soon.
Many Thanks!
Entrapment Chapter 5Sara held onto Nick while she dozed. She wasn't thinking about anything anymore. She was for to damp and tired to be thinking. She could still hear Nick's steady heartbeat under her chest and she shivered. The last 24 hours had been surreal to her. Normally, she lived for danger and she enjoyed taking risks. She enjoyed propelling out of helicopters, sky diving and anything that gave her an adrenaline rush. Never once had she been in this sort of predicament. She never thought she would get caught in a flood. She never wanted this to happen.
"Sara?" Nick whispered, testing to see if she was awake, or just resting.
"Mmph?" She made the noise, half awake, half asleep.
"I guess you were sleeping?"
"No no… I was just resting my eyes." Sara yawned and tried desperately to stretch.
I need a sign to let me know you're here
All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere
I need to know that things are gonna look up
'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup
When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said
"Sara." Nick said more firmly this time.
"Nick." Sara responded using the same tone as he had just before.
"Sara, we need to try and stay awake."
"No we don't. I'm tired."
"Sara, you probably have a concussion. I'm not letting you go to sleep. You can't."
"I know that Nick. But, I can't help it. I want nothing more than my bed right now. I don't know if I can stay awake."
Nick smiled. "Just pretend that you are on a case that could make or break your career. Remember how many times Grissom called you in while you were sleeping. You stayed awake."
"Yes, with the help of gallons of coffee and more coffee."
"Okay, Sara… We'll try another tactic. Tell me a story."
"Well, let's see… what do you want to know?"
"Anything. Tell me about your favorite childhood experience."
"Okay. I can do that. I must have been 10 years old at the time when I decided that I would climb the mountain that lay not far behind our home. I thought I would be able to manage it, no problem."
"I'm not surprised. You seem like an expert outdoorswoman to me."
"Well, I didn't become one by accident. It took me hours to get to the top, but I finally did. It was amazing. The view took my breath away. I took roll after roll of film. I couldn't believe the spectacular view. From then on, I would climb up there to be by myself when I was growing up. I eventually buried a box up there. Something that I knew I would go up there for."
"What did you bury?"
"A box of memorabilia from my childhood. It was a coming of age sort of thing. I buried it before I left for college, figuring it would be the last time I would ever get there for a long time and I wanted to leave a little piece of myself behind."
Nick grinned. "Have you been back since?"
"No…" Sara sighed. "It's funny how time gets away from you sometimes."
"Maybe when we get out of here, you should go back."
Sara looked away for a few moments and then back at Nick. "I don't know if I want what is in that box anymore."
"Why?" Nick sounded surprised.
"Because I buried that box along with some memories of my childhood. Ones that I don't want to remember." Sara looked away from him.
"There has to be a reason behind that, Sara."
Closing her eyes, she willed the tears not to fall. "I don't want to talk about it right now, Nick. It's something that I would rather just tell you about later." Sara went silent and kept her head turned away.
"Whatever you want, Sara."
Sara nodded and whispered, "thanks, Nick."
CSI HelicopterAnd I'm calling all angels
I'm calling all you angels
I won't give up if you don't give up
I won't give up if you don't give up
Iwon't give up if you don't give up
I won't give up if you don't give up
Grissom was the first to rouse. He opened his eyes slowly, trying desperately to adjust to the light in front of him. He felt like he was about three feet away from the sun, but his logical mind knew that it had to be something else. His eyes opened fully and then everything came back to him. The helicopter. The explosion. Catherine. Warrick.
Pushing himself up onto his knees, he pushed down a wave of nausea that threatened to force him back to the ground. He needed to tend to the others. Grissom could feel blood seeping down his face, and could taste its metallic flavor in his mouth.
Glancing to his side, he saw Catherine lying face up, unconscious.
He pulled himself in her direction and reached for her neck to try and find a pulse. Pain radiated from every move he made, but he pushed everything aside. "Catherine?"
Catherine gave no response. Her pulse was beating strongly against his fingers, and he sighed with relief. She was unconscious, but she was alive.
Grissom stood and looked for Warrick, hoping to find him nearby.
"Warrick!" Grissom shouted. He was desperate to try and find the other CSI.
A movement behind him made him jump as he turned to face that direction.
"Gris?" A seemingly un-injured Warrick walked up behind him.
"Warrick? Are you okay?"
"Mostly. I'm sore, and my head is killing me, but I'll live." Warrick looked at Grissom. "But you don't look so good, Gris. I think you should sit down again. Really."
Grissom sat down, not because he wanted to, but because he knew that Warrick was right.
"Look, Gris, I'm going to go ahead and try and find Nick and Sara. I don't think they're too far away. I just need to make sure that they are okay. Once I find them, I'll find a way to get us all help." Warrick was already starting to walk away from Grissom, making sure that he wouldn't stop him.
Grissom nodded, wincing as he did. "Okay. Go. But please be careful. I don't want all of us to spread out everywhere."
Warrick nodded, turned and walked away.
I need a sign to let me know you're here
'Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear
I want a reason for the way things have to be
I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me
Nick and Sara
Nick shivered as he held Sara. Night had fallen once more and it had been more than 24 hours since they had been in this predicament. If there was one thing that he was happy about, it was that he could see the moon. He had never seen a better site.
"Sara." He spoke for the first time in hours.
"Yeah?" Came her tired reply.
"We need to move."
"What do you mean? I can't." Sara turned a little to see him while she spoke. "You should go on without me. I'm a mess. You shouldn't have to be slowed down by me."
Nick shook his head. "I'm not leaving without you."
"You could climb up that hillside again, and maybe try and find help. You keep saying that the others should have come looking for us, but maybe they can't see us."
Nick nodded. "I'll be back in a little while. I promise."
Sara smiled a watery smile. "Never make promises you can't keep."
Nick slid out from behind her, and helped her prop herself up. Wrapping the blanket around her, he kissed her softly on the lips. "Listen Sara… I'm going to be back. It might take some time, but know that I am coming back for you."
Sara nodded, tears sliding down her face. "I know Nick."
"I love you, Sar."
"I love you too."
When children have to play inside so they don't disappear
And private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years
And football teams are kissing Queens
and losing sight of having dreams
In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours
Finally, another chapter is complete!
Thanks again to everyone who has been replying. Due to the outcry to continue it, I have decided to do my best (not promising, but working at it!) to get more chapters out.
Song: Calling All Angels By Train
Thanks!
Lisa
