Grissom was walking by the garage when he heared them. 'What is going on', he thought. He moved closer to the door to hear better and what he heard made his heart race and his blood boil.

"Greg, can you get it up any higher?" Sara groaned. "Ouch that hurts!" she cried out. She started to breathe heavy and whimper a bit. "Please Greg." She screamed out. "It really hurts. Keep going a bit more."

Grissom swallowed hard and his face went pale. 'Are they…No they wouldn't. Would they?' His leaned in closer to the door to get a better listen. He started to sweat.

"Well if you would stop wiggling it wouldn't hurt so much." Greg told Sara. "Just lay still a minute so I can try to get it up a little higher." He moaned and groaned for a little. "This isn't working."

Grissom steadied himself by touching leaning against the door. He felt as if he was going to collapse right there and then. And he was angry. He wanted to be the one who made Sara scream that way.

"Greg…I think it is broke." She told him in tears.

"It's not broke." He yelled. "I can get it. I just need a better grip."

Grissom could not handle it anymore, so he quietly entered the garage.

"Please get Grissom to help you." She pleaded. "I'm sure he could help you get it up." Sara kept softly moaning.

Grissom got to were they where and saw Sara laying on the floor with a large tool chest on her leg. "What happened here?" Grissom was relieved that they were not doing anything in the lab; but was concerned to see Sara in so much pain. "Why didn't go get help when this first happened?" He yelled at Greg.

"I thought I could get it up my self." Greg and answered back. "It didn't look that heavy."

"Hello, still trapped here. Argue later. Get me from under this."

"Sorry", Grissom said to Sara. "Greg, get that side. One three. Ready?" once Greg nodded he continued. "One, two, three." The lifted the tool chest into place. He got down and looked at Sara's leg. "Greg go call for an ambulance. Her leg is defiantly broke." He lifted her head up as Greg ran out of the room. "Better?"

"Thanks." She smiled.

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