Author's Note: I see you guys weren't too happy about what happened to Grissom, sorry. But, don't worry I wont kill him off.

cherrydrops12 - Sorry, that was mean. But, it'll turn out good.

Sidle Chick - Don't die. It'll be okay. He'll be okay. Yes, shocked is an understatement.

Hopeless-Savage - It does suite Greg. "He never wants to grow up". Don't worry. As I've said many times before Grissom will be fine.

jtbwriter - He didn't 'kill' over because, I can't mentally live with myself if I were to kill him off.

t seemed like it took days for the ambulance to get there but, most importantly they got there. As they hauled him off on the stretcher she hopped inside and grabbed a hold of his hand. As tears streamed down her face in the waiting room she admired the ring he, just three hours ago, slipped onto her hand. A few moments later a man in a white coat approached her.

"Here" he said handing her a pack of Kleenexes

"Thank you" Sara said wiping the tears from her eyes.

"I'm Doctor Simmons" he said.

"I'm Sara"

"Are you the wife?"

Sara held up her hand and said "Soon to be; he just proposed."

"That's close enough; he had a minor stroke and is in surgery now."

"A stroke?" Sara said puzzled and upset at the same time.

"He's expected to make a full recovery but, you won't be able to actually go and see him for a couple of days; in fact no one but, we doctors and nurses are allowed in." Sara handed him a small slip of paper

"Can you give him this?" She asked.

"Yes? What's that about?" He said curiously at the three lettered; one worded message.

"It's my answer." She said getting up.

"Here's my number, if you want to know his condition or anything; call." He said handing her a card.

"Thank you."

"You welcome."

She was going to be an hour late for work but, considering the circumstances it was excusable. She went and got into her Tahoe the hospital staff had brought in for her and headed off to work.

"Sara" Catherine said as she saw Sara walk in.

Sara walked straight passed her and into her office. A few moments later she heard a knock on the door.

"Sara" Catherine said again. She didn't hear a reply so she walked in.

Sara was lying on her couch clutching the pillow Grissom had bought for her and crying.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

Sara's eyes were bloodshot and her hair was a mess, not to mention how bad her mascara had run.

"Grissom" she faintly replied.

"What happened?" Catherine said; preparing herself for what she thought Sara was going to say, break up.

"He proposed then had a stroke. The doctor said he going to be okay but, they had to do emergency surgery and he's in ICU."

"I'm sorry" Catherine said looking over at Sara's hand.

It had a slender platinum band with diamonds encrusted around it and on top was a diamond stone.

"It's beautiful" Catherine said picking up Sara's hand to get a closer look.

"Thank you" she replied softly.

"How'd he ask?" Catherine asked.

"He took me to a forest where we walked along the path, then we walked through the meadows to the mountain he solved his first case on and he took me to his favorite plateau where he did a lot of think about life and then he got down on one knee." She said, stopping at the end not wanting to talk about what happened soon after he asked her to marry him.

"I didn't even get to say yes." She cried out just as Catherine opened her mouth to speak.

"Hey ya'll we need to get to work here, I've got two assignment sheets left and no one else left but us three so come on." Nick said.

He took one glance at Sara and stopped, dead in his tracks.

"I'm sorry" he said.

"It's okay, I'll go" Sara said grabbing on assignment sheet and headed for her Tahoe.

"Sara, there's no way I'm letting you drive; I'm going with you." Catherine said taking the keys from Sara's hand.

They headed out to The Mirage casino/hotel where they had a live victim.

"Sara, you go to the hospital with her and do a rape kit on her." Catherine said.

She knew that Sara wasn't in the right frame of mind to be able to process a scene so she decided to do it.

"Hello, where is Amelia Johnson?" Sara asked the receptionist.

"She's on floor three number three-forty-two." Sara turned and walked off towards the elevator.

"Ma'am it's off limits to visitor's" she said.

Sara turned around and went back.

"I'm sorry; I'm Sara from the crime lab."

"Oh, okay." Sara turned around and went back to the elevator and went up to where Amelia was.

"Hello, Amelia, I'm Sara." She said as she walked in.

"Hi" Amelia barely made out.

"I'm going to be taking a few samples from you, okay?"

"I guess."

"First I'm going to fingerprint you and scrape underneath your nails." Sara said grabbing out a ten-card, a nail scrapper and, a bag for the nail scrapings.

"Now I need you to stand up and take off that gown so I can take pictures of any bruising."

"Okay." Amelia said.

After Sara finished taking pictures she grabbed a metal clap-like thing and a swab.

"This is going to feel a little uncomfortable but, it's important you keep still, okay?"

"Okay" Amelia said.

A few minutes later she'd finished the kit.

"Thanks for being so cooperative, Amelia" Sara said.

"Your welcome" she said.

Sara couldn't help herself, she had to go find out about Grissom's condition.

"Hello, Doctor Simmons"

"Hello, Sara"

"How's Grissom doing?"

"To be honest with you, not too good; he's slipped a bit and we don't know if he'll even make it." He noticed tears flow down Sara's cheeks as fast as water falls from a waterfall.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to believe it was only a bad dream but, the reality was; this was real.

"I-I'm sorry, we'll do all we can to help him; I've got a strong faith in him and, trust me he's a real fighter." Doctor Simmons said.

"I don't know, I just don't know." Sara said through sobs.

"What don't you know?" he asked.

"What to do any more, he is my life. I love him, more than anything in this world. I love him more than I love life itself more than I love anything in the whole world combined. He's my world." Sara said wedging her head in between her legs.

"I will do everything I can to help him and you. Just keep holding on; in times like this it's all you can do."

I hope you guys liked this one better : ) Though the other one was good. In a 'Grave Danger; type of way.