CSI: HAWAIIAN VACATION
Chapter 18
Grissom pulled a chair quietly over to the side of Sara's bed. Her left wrist, which most likely was casted, was hidden under the blankets, while her right hand lay exposed to the cool air of the hospital.
Grissom slowly sat down in the chair and reached for Sara's hand. He hesitated a moment before closing his hand softly around hers.
Her skin was cool and he slowly rubbed his thumb in circle over the top of her hand, hoping to give a little warmth and possibly some comfort, letting her know that she was not alone here.
He watched her face, looking for the slightest twitch and smiled lightly when her eyes still stayed closed.
~Sleep Sara, you need to. The longer you sleep the longer you won't feel any pain.~
Grissom sighed and sat back, still holding her hand through the rail of the bed.
He watched her chest rise and fall in slow breaths, then looked away suddenly chiding himself for even looking.
Her lips were pressed together and seemed to be the only thing unharmed. Around her eyes were dark black circle's and the same could be said about her cheeks and around her chin. A few scratches and gashes were above her forhead and on her cheek was a long scratch.
Grissom felt very bold as he stood and found himself slowly tracing the scratch down her cheek ever so softly.
Her hand still gripped in his, squeezed a moment and then went back to being as limp as before.
He slowly moved back wondering why he had touched her like that, but quickly dismissed it wondering how he could allow accusing thoughts to enter his head.
~She's my friend, or was. We were friends once. But I think I ruined that, by pushing her away. And now....now I don't want to be friends. I want to love her and be loved by her....but, how? I don't know how to really love someone.~
Grissom set Sara's hand back on the comforter and brought his hands down on the banister and slowly pushed it down and sat sideways on the bed.
He reached for her hand again and began rubbing circles on the top of her wrist, hoping she might wake up. Suddenly he felt like he needed to talk. To tell her things. To tell her a little of what he felt and to apologize, for not keeping her safe as he had promised.
When she didn't respond he smiled at his sudden eagerness to want to talk to her.
"It's terrible that it takes me to have to see in you pain or hurt to finally make me talk to you." He said aloud, hoping that she might hear him.
When she still didn't move and kept sleeping, he gave up, knowing that he could try another time. Right now she needed rest. He knew that, but he still wished to talk to her.
After a few more moments of watching her he felt compelled to kiss her hand. Just to know what her skin felt like against his lips.
He found himself excited at the thought of simply kissing her hand. And what satisfaction it would bring her if she was awake to see it.
He smiled lightly and brought her hand up and kissed the back of it, then turned it slightly and kissed her palm.
He noticed her move a little, then quietly murmur something incoherant.
He smiled as he brought her hand back down then another thought entered his mind.
He smiled mischeiviously as he brought her hand up to his face and brought her palm against his scruffy cheek. He smiled as he felt her thumb move a little and press softly against his lips.
He softly kissed the tip of her thumb and smiled as her eyes fluttered a little.
After a moment, her eyes still didn't open and he could help the sigh that escaped his lips.
"Let her sleep Gil. Let her sleep." He said aloud to himseld as he brought her hand back down then moved back to the chair and sat down, starting ro rub her hand again with his thumb.
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Told ya I'd have the next chapter written, but once again this is a short one. But it was a teaser. I was just as excited as you probably were. I can't wait to start the next chapter. And I bet you can't wait for it. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up and possibly even another after that tonight. Hope you had fun. And by the way....this is just a taste of whats to come.
Chapter 18
Grissom pulled a chair quietly over to the side of Sara's bed. Her left wrist, which most likely was casted, was hidden under the blankets, while her right hand lay exposed to the cool air of the hospital.
Grissom slowly sat down in the chair and reached for Sara's hand. He hesitated a moment before closing his hand softly around hers.
Her skin was cool and he slowly rubbed his thumb in circle over the top of her hand, hoping to give a little warmth and possibly some comfort, letting her know that she was not alone here.
He watched her face, looking for the slightest twitch and smiled lightly when her eyes still stayed closed.
~Sleep Sara, you need to. The longer you sleep the longer you won't feel any pain.~
Grissom sighed and sat back, still holding her hand through the rail of the bed.
He watched her chest rise and fall in slow breaths, then looked away suddenly chiding himself for even looking.
Her lips were pressed together and seemed to be the only thing unharmed. Around her eyes were dark black circle's and the same could be said about her cheeks and around her chin. A few scratches and gashes were above her forhead and on her cheek was a long scratch.
Grissom felt very bold as he stood and found himself slowly tracing the scratch down her cheek ever so softly.
Her hand still gripped in his, squeezed a moment and then went back to being as limp as before.
He slowly moved back wondering why he had touched her like that, but quickly dismissed it wondering how he could allow accusing thoughts to enter his head.
~She's my friend, or was. We were friends once. But I think I ruined that, by pushing her away. And now....now I don't want to be friends. I want to love her and be loved by her....but, how? I don't know how to really love someone.~
Grissom set Sara's hand back on the comforter and brought his hands down on the banister and slowly pushed it down and sat sideways on the bed.
He reached for her hand again and began rubbing circles on the top of her wrist, hoping she might wake up. Suddenly he felt like he needed to talk. To tell her things. To tell her a little of what he felt and to apologize, for not keeping her safe as he had promised.
When she didn't respond he smiled at his sudden eagerness to want to talk to her.
"It's terrible that it takes me to have to see in you pain or hurt to finally make me talk to you." He said aloud, hoping that she might hear him.
When she still didn't move and kept sleeping, he gave up, knowing that he could try another time. Right now she needed rest. He knew that, but he still wished to talk to her.
After a few more moments of watching her he felt compelled to kiss her hand. Just to know what her skin felt like against his lips.
He found himself excited at the thought of simply kissing her hand. And what satisfaction it would bring her if she was awake to see it.
He smiled lightly and brought her hand up and kissed the back of it, then turned it slightly and kissed her palm.
He noticed her move a little, then quietly murmur something incoherant.
He smiled as he brought her hand back down then another thought entered his mind.
He smiled mischeiviously as he brought her hand up to his face and brought her palm against his scruffy cheek. He smiled as he felt her thumb move a little and press softly against his lips.
He softly kissed the tip of her thumb and smiled as her eyes fluttered a little.
After a moment, her eyes still didn't open and he could help the sigh that escaped his lips.
"Let her sleep Gil. Let her sleep." He said aloud to himseld as he brought her hand back down then moved back to the chair and sat down, starting ro rub her hand again with his thumb.
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Told ya I'd have the next chapter written, but once again this is a short one. But it was a teaser. I was just as excited as you probably were. I can't wait to start the next chapter. And I bet you can't wait for it. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up and possibly even another after that tonight. Hope you had fun. And by the way....this is just a taste of whats to come.