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Chapter 4: Alone Time

"Sara. Hold on." He found two hand towels and wrapped them around each of her wrists. Then called 911. He rushed down the stairs with Sara in his arms. He wasn't sure what to do. The ambulance wasn't there yet. Wait? Or get her to the hospital? What should he do?

The ambulance showed up a minute later and the EMT's were pulling Sara away from him. His arms wouldn't let go of her but they managed to get her. He got in the ambulance with her, trying to calm himself on the ride to the hospital. He never thought that she could do this to herself. Sara passed out. They ran her to the emergency room. They hooked wires to her. They pushed Nick out of the way. He was forced into the waiting room. He wouldn't do it without a fuss. He was totally unaware that he'd been crying.

An hour passed. He'd asked how Sara was over a dozen times. But he'd never thought to call anyone. Finally a nurse came to him.

"You're the man who came with the young lady who tried to kill herself?" she asked him.

Of course I'm him! He shouted in his brain. I've asked how she was a million times and you've told me that you'd tell me soon and you never did!

"Yes I am. How is she?"

"She's fine. A little shaky. Asking for you. Would you like to go see her?"

YES!! HOW DUMB ARE YOU?

"Yes. I would love to."

"This way please."

She led him down a few hallways before reaching her room. He looked at her for a minute through the glass before entering. There were few monitoring machines. And a bag giving her blood.

"Sara."

"Hey Nick."

He looked at her.

"How did you know to come?"

"I don't know. I just got this feeling that you weren't all right. What made you do that?"

"I was just so upset. Grissom leaving and all. I just felt like there was to much to deal with."

"Well next time, call on a friend ok?"

"Ok."

He gave her a hug and then sat in the chair next to her bed.

"So where is everybody?"

He was confused with her question. "Everybody?"

"Yeah. You know Catherine, Warrick, the gang."

"Oh. I forgot to call them. Do you want me to?"

"Not just yet."

"Ok."

They just looked at each other. He stroked her hair.

"I was so worried when I saw you in the bathroom. There was a lot of blood. I was so scared. You'd think I'd be ok with all the stuff we deal with at work."

She smiled. Nearly crying again.

"Thank you for being there for me. You saved my life. I didn't know what to do. I had cut myself before work and when I got this overwhelming sensation to need to do it again. Then I thought 'Maybe if I cut my wrists, some one could help me.' I felt so hopeless. I didn't want to go back to that again. But since I used to, it seemed like a good idea to do it again."

"You used to cut yourself?"

"Yeah. I had it rough for a while when I was a teenager. But I was ok for a long time."

"Please don't do it again. It scared me." He saw his hand in her hair and pulled it back. "Um. I'll go call them now."

"Ok."

He stood up and walked towards the door. But she grabbed his hand. He turned to her.

"Thank you."

"Anything to help out a friend."

He turned and walked out of her room. His hands were shaking a little bit. He liked Sara. But he'd been there as her friend. Nothing more. But he wanted to hold her in his arms again. He found a pay phone and called Catherine, Warrick, Grissom, and Greg. He waited for them outside her room.