A New Life
Author: drgnqn
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: umm…everything up to the shift change in Season 5
Pairings: Grissom/Sara ; Warrick/Catherine ; maybe others later on
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI in any way, shape, or form; only the plot of this story
Summery: Grissom and Sara are finally starting things up when someone new enters both of thier lives. How is he related to Sara's past and what is she going to do about it?
Chapter 1: My Little Boy
The young boy stumbled, panting, down the seemingly endless street; dark in comparison to the bright street lamps and neon signs of Las Vegas only a 15 minute or so drive away on a particularly good day.
He was tired.
So tired.
The only thought driving him on was the thought of finding her.
His angel Gabriel.
He panted and stopped for a rest, continuing on after only recapturing his breath.
He needed to find her, no matter what.
He had to.
It was his mother's last wish as she lay in the hospital room, sick and dying. She had given him the picture of her savior, now his, and a bus-pass, valid for a one-way trip to the 'City of Sin'. She hated having to send him there but it had to be done. If it wasn't, who knew what would happen to her little boy here; Child services? Abuse? Malnutrition? Living on the streets? No. She could not let that happen. No. At least if he went there he would have a chance, a slim one…but still a chance. She knew her friend would help him, but it was up to her son to find her or at least let her know he was there so she could find him. He would be happy there, especially with her. With her guardian angel. Now she will be his angel too.
The mother smiled as she handed her son the respected items along with another; the small hand-painted, ceramic angel. The angel that she had given to her oh-so-many years ago. Now her son was going to give it back, to return the gift she had treasured ever since she had received it.
Smiling at her son one last time, she finished giving him the instructions and one last hug to erase the fear in his eyes, leaving only endless determination in its place. Falling back onto the bed, her son gave one last, long look at his mother lying there before walking out of the room toward his goal as the many doctors and nurses rushed into the room he just left.
The fire of determination had dimmed since then but he still held on. He was almost there. Just a little longer and he would be in the arms of his angel Gabriel.
So here he was, clutching the prized angel in left hand and her picture in his right as he took a left onto the next street; the one that looked like it was the bridge between death and life. This was his mother's last instruction before she died.
He needed to go toward the city.
So he looked back at the deserted nothingness, that now held his past, one last time before turning and making his way toward the towering city.
Toward a new life.
Oh, how he hoped he could find her.
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