A/N: Due to insomnia caused by two eight year olds on sugar, I am updating a day early. This is also for all you wonderful readers out there.
After Catherine left, Sara decided to head over to the sitters to get Gabby. She was going through the intersection when a car slammed into her passenger door.
On the third ring Gil picked up. "Grissom."
"Mr. Grissom. This is Stacy. I look after Lindsey and Gabby. I don't mean to worry you, but Sara hasn't been by to get Gabby. I tried to call her but her cell is off. Catherine and Lindsey left this morning and I didn't know who else to call."
"I'll be right there Stacy."
While on his way to the sitters Gil passed an ambulance loading up a young girl, or so he thought. Ten minutes later he was doing his best to reassure this precious being that her mom was okay. It wasn't until he went back through the intersection that he noticed the smashed jeep.
Now on auto pilot, Gil drove the little girl to the emergency room, praying to god that Sara really was okay.
The first thing the nurse noticed was the little girl crying hysterically, the next thing was the man yelling to get her attention.
"I'm sorry sir. Who are you looking for?"
"Sara Sidle. I believe she was just brought in, an accident maybe."
"Are you family?"
"Me? No, but this is her daughter. We need to see her right away."
"I'll see what I can do."
More than an hour later Gil and Gabby were taken to the appropriate waiting room. There they waited to hear about Sara's condition. It wasn't until about an hour later that a doctor finally came out.
"Ms. Sidle?"
Gil looked up from the sleeping form of the little angle in his lap.
"That's us."
"Ms. Sidle wasn't injured too badly. She does have a fractured arm, from the air bag, a minor concussion, and a few cuts and bruises. She should be fine in a couple days, but I want to keep her here for observation. She's lucky that one. Got out pretty un-scathed compared to the guy who hit her. She's been placed in a room, you can go sit with her if you'd like. She probably won't be able to talk; we have her on some heavy pain killers right now."
"Thank you doctor."
Gil carried the still sleeping Gabby to her mother's room, where he gently laid her on the bed. He took the only chair in the room and sat and watched her sleep.
Gil woke when he felt her soft fingers rubbing the skin on the back of his hand.
"Thank you for getting Gabby. I tried to tell them to call you, but they wouldn't listen to me. All they kept saying was 'miss you have a concussion, you need to lie down.' finally they had to sedate me" she laughed at remembering the looks of worry on the paramedics faces. "I was so worried about Gabby. Thinking she would lose another parent to an accident." Sara paused in thought, and then continued. "We have so much to talk about Gil." Sara was tired, he could tell.
"Sara, honey, I want you to sleep now okay." as she drifted off he stood, kissed her forehead, and said, "I love you, okay. Don't you ever forget that I will always be here for you. Whatever you need, I'm here."
A happy smile graced her lips as she slipped into a drug induced coma.
Sara was sitting in a hospital bed as tears streaked her face. They had taken her baby from her and there was nothing she could do about it.
Eight years later Sara was sitting in her bed holding the frightened child, rocking her into a somewhat peaceful sleep. It was two weeks ago that she had gotten the call from social services explaining the situation to her. Of course she agreed to take her child back, who wouldn't. Sara looked down at the dark wavy curls and smiled, her being was whole again.
The next morning, Sara was in full panic mode. She had tried her best to set things up on her own but for some reason it just didn't want to work. In her panic stricken haze, she got Gabby into the car and headed straight for Catherine's place.
Gil watched as Sara tossed and turned, as much as one could in a hospital bed occupied by another person, then wrappe her arms around Gabby in the most motherly way. It brought tears to his eyes. He would do anything to keep Sara and that little girl safe, and as he sat in the hard plastic hospital chair, he vowed to himself that he would do anything in his power to be the one that kept them safe and warm at night.
A/N2: Thank you to the following reviewers, (sorry if I leave anyone out, I'll do my best not to leave you out.)
Msgrits, Veronica10, Katie, BlueButterflyCSI, like im sayin it, sassysarasidle (I think she's working for him to ;-)), Wiccamage, summababy, dew2adidas, Jessica Summers (Starting on the flashbacksof their first weeks together. Even if it is just a dream.), Firebird Phoenix, brainfear.