A life all it's own

by ericlover57

Journey into the lives of all the original CSI's and their new DNA analyzer. Post Viva Las Vegas. A little romance,an original character,some case files,and a LOT of Angst throughout. I tried to put something in to please all the CSI fans. GSR WIP

10. I'm sick

POV Grissom

"Grissom, I-I'm s-sick." Sara said. She was so upset she was visibly shaking. I wanted to help, but I didn't know how.

"What are you sick with, Sara?", I said, really starting to worry about her.

Sara was a strong person, who wouldn't admit she was sick unless it was life-threatening, or nearly. She started to cry harder on my hard, gray and brown couch. I came over to sit next to her and I gave her my full attention.

"I have kidney cancer."

It took a few seconds for those words to register in my brain. Sara? Cancer? And why would she not want to tell me about it?

"I am going to start Chemotherapy in three weeks. I came to talk to you so you could let me take a seven-month 'break'. I need you to cover for me. If I am going to admit that I am weak than I don't want anyone to know. I am only telling you this now because I trust you.", she said to me as she wrung her hands, obviously her eyes were burning with more tears.

"Griss, I-I'm scared."

"Sara, I don't know what to say. I feel like I should be helping you, I want to be helping you. You can admit to the fact that you don't have any family, and nobody, no matter how strong they are, even you, could never do this alone. If I can't find someone to help support you, I will.", I said.

Now realizing how much I had made it sound like I wanted to 'be with her' romantically, I began to think. Did I want to be with Sara? Not now Griss. Focus. This woman needs a friend right now. Be that friend.

"I want you to stay at my place for awhile. You are going to spend the night, also. I don't think anyone should be alone at a time like this. You can go back to your apartment and get your stuff, but I don't feel right just sending you off, when I am the only one who is aware of your condition. That way, if you get scared, or need to talk, I can help. You wanna go now? I have to run some errands now anyway."

"Yes.", she agreed quietly, amazingly without a fight."Hey Grissom, thanks." She wiped her eyes and she left with that. As soon as I was sure she was gone, I ran out to the store.