Disclaimer: And I still don't own CSI…
A/N: Gotta give some credit to good ol' Goldfish for this chapter too.
Chapter 4: Scene 1
Sara quickly climbed into the front of the Tahoe. She turned around to look back at Greg. He was staring blankly the ceiling.
"Hey", she said suddenly. "You still with me?"
Greg's eyes rolled over to look at her. He gave her a little smile.
"For now," he replied. He didn't seem too sure of that at the time. He even looked surprised to learn that he was still alive.
Sara took off driving down the road like a bat out of hell. She pushed the speedometer as far as it would go. She could only hope it would be enough.
Somewhere along the desolate stretch of road through the desert, Sara had a sudden need to make sure Greg was still hanging on. But in order to do that, he had to lean all the way around the seat to see him. Unfortunately, as she did this, she pushed against the steering wheel, turning it to the left.
He was still there, sure enough. Then she heard the horn. She turned back around to see that she was heading into the wrong lane, where a large truck was barreling towards her, the driver laying on the horn.
Sara let out a little shriek as she jerked the Tahoe back into the right lane. She heard a thud and a moan, and felt something hit the back of her seat. She glanced back to see Greg now on the floor of the back seat.
"Shit!" she yelled for no apparent reason. It was just one more thing to add to her already bad day.
Scene2
The Tahoe screeched to a halt in front of the hospital. Sara didn't see anyone around to help her, so she resorted to the method she used to get him in the car in the first place. She ran around to the back door and pulled out the vast curtain. She spread it out on the ground and drug a now unconscious Greg out and laid him on the curtain. Then she grabbed an end and started dragging as fast as she could go. She got to the emergency door and went in. in the midst of the pandemonium that was already present, several heads turned and the room became silent.
A nearby nurse looked at Sara like she was crazy.
"Excuse me miss, what are you doing?"
Now Sara returned the look of accused insanity.
"What does it look like!" She gestured wildly towards Greg. "I need some help here!"
Suddenly there was movement. Lots of it. People ran around, and Greg was taken away somewhere. Soon, Sara was left virtually alone, standing next to the rumpled curtain. Abruptly, she sat down on the curtain, and stared blankly into space. There was nothing else she could do now.
A/N: Sorry it's such a short chapter. It just felt like the best place to end it.