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"Hello, there Sara."

She whipped her head around, that voice sounded familiar, too familiar. It was a large man who wasn't too muscular but could definitely overpower her and, when she got to thinking about he had. Someone help me please she thought, too afraid to say anything she stood there, frozen. He then took a couple of steps toward her then turned back around to close the door.

"How'd you get in here?" Sara said.

"I have my ways" he said in return.

She tried to step backward but her feet wouldn't budge. The closer he came the more scared she became. Her hands shook and chills were now sprinting up and down her spine. What is he going to do to me? Is he going to finish me off? Her thoughts were racing as fast as the chills up and down her spine, though he just stood there, still. He then took another step forward, he now about 4 inches from her face when he reached out a hand and stroked her hair.

He could feel the fear she felt but, he remained calm almost, as if, to rid her of her fears. He stood there for a while calm and with him she calmed down thinking he wasn't going to hurt her. Just then he put a hand around her backside and one on her legs, he then forced her down. Her thoughts were now focused on the worst.

He's going to rape me again, or is he going to kill me or even both?

These thoughts were too much for her she tried to scream but nothing would come out. She tried to kick him off again nothing happened. He then crawled onto her confirming her worst fears.

"This is nothing, compared to what I planned to do to you little friend. He'd of been dead if he hadn't of known where you keep your gun. What I'm doing right now is payback for him shooting me."

Next thing she knew her clothes were, again, tattered and strung across her office and she was laying there unconscious.

"Sara, Sara, Sara?" Catherine screamed.

She then woke up and looked down, her clothes were intact and she wasn't in any kind of pain, she'd been daydreaming the whole time; though it was anything but, a dream. There was, now, one thought (actually two) she just couldn't get out of her mind; did he really plan on killing Grissom and did Grissom shoot him.

"Sorry Catherine, I just had a really bad dream."

"I'm sorry, was it about, you know, what happened to you"

"Yea, but he managed to get in here and was getting payback because Grissom shot him with my gun."

"Well do you keep one at your apartment?"

"Yea and Grissom knew where it was. The guy said that was the only way Grissom's still alive" Sara started crying again.

"Look I'll do my best to look out for you right now." Catherine said in attempt to cheer Sara up a bit.

"Thank you, you're a good friend"

"I think of myself as family, you guys up here are my family and I love all of you guys, except for Ecklie. Hey I have an idea, how about before we go in to work we stop and see Grissom?"

"That'd be really good." Sara then shed a smile as she walked out with Catherine.

Grissom was asleep when she got there but, just seeing him made her feel much better. She wanted to wake him to get a hug but, knew he needed his rest to make a speedy recovery. "Bye Grissom, I'll see you tomorrow" she whispered ever so gently in his ear.

"Well this is it." Catherine said, while hopping out of her car.

"Wow it's so nice here."

"Thanks, come on inside I'll show you where the guest room is."

The second they stepped inside Lindsey ran up to Sara and gave her a big hug.

"Hi, Sara" She said.

"Hey, Lindsey why don't you go and show Sara the guest room while I find the number for pizza hut and order us a pizza." Catherine said excitedly.

She liked to see her daughter so happy when she did get to see her.

"Alright mom." Lindsey replied as she walked Sara down to the guest room.

"Here it is, sorry it's a little messy"

"I'll help clean up for you okay?"

"Sure"

Sara then quickly got to work though it wasn't very messy she figured Lindsey might not want to spend all day on it.

"Thanks, Sara" Lindsey said after they had finished.

"I heard the doorbell I guess that's our pizza." Lindsey said excitedly.

She grabbed Sara's hand and ran out of the room as if it were on fire.

"What's the rush about?" Catherine asked her daughter obviously hiding something behind her back.

"I heard the doorbell and that means the pizza is here."

She then quickly ran around her mom to see what she was hiding.

"Here you go sweetie 1 slice of pepperoni" Catherine said pulling out the small box from behind her back.

"Thank you mom." Lindsey replied.

"And what would you like Sara?"

"Well, I'll have cheese"

"No Pepperoni, no sausage, they have the best in town?"

"Can't, I'm vegetarian." Sara said.

After they ate Sara went to her room and slept for about 3 hours which was a pretty decent amount for her.

"Well I better get up and get ready to go see Grissom and to go to work." Sara said to herself.

She then hopped into the shower and, just as quickly, got dressed and ready.

"Hey Sara, are you almost ready to go see Grissom?"

"Yea"

"Well I'll go tell Lindsey to get dressed and we'll be on our way, oh and afterwards I'm going to need to drop Lindsey off at her Dad's "

"No problem." Catherine then went to check on Lindsey who was lost in her own little world, dancing and singing to the music on her radio.

"Hey, Sara come here you have to see this" Catherine whispered.

"Aww, how cute I would do something similar like that when I was a kid, I'd go up in the attic and turn on some soft music and I would put on something pretty and pretend I was performing on Broadway or in a ballet, sometimes I'd even sing and pretend to be a famous singer. I used my imagination to free me from the turmoil that went on in my life."

"When I was little I would play with my stuffed animals." Catherine said.

"I loved stuff animals when I was a kid but, I never could manage to carry them all up into the attic, I used the ones I had as an audience."

They still watched Lindsey, who was, still singing and dancing.

"Lindsey, are you ready?" Catherine said.

"Yea" She said a little embarrassed that her mom walked in on her singing and dancing to the radio.

"Sara, sit back here with me." Lindsey said as she got in the back of the car.

"Sure"

The ride to the hospital was, for the most part, a silent one. Lindsey would ask Sara a question here and there and she'd ask Lindsey one. Only 20 minutes after they left the house they arrived at Desert Palms Hospital, where Grissom was. They walked in and Sara directed them as to where he was; room number 342 on floor 3. As the approached his door there was a sign up, before they could get any closer a doctor came up to them.

"Hello are you Mrs. Grissom?" He asked turning towards Sara.

For a second she was going to say no but, realized she had said she was yesterday.

"Yes"

"Well" He said walking off to a more private area, Lindsey and Catherine stood back knowing it was probably something meant for her to hear right now.

"We needed to take…" After hearing that Sara knew what was going to come next, it wasn't something too good that was for sure.