Ok I'm not killing anyone, I just didn't want to give the ending away, I'm not cruel.

Warning- I'm going on holiday so the next update wont be for week, I'm sorry

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Sara lay curled in a ball. The ground below her was giving way and she could feel herself slipping towards the rushing torrent below her. She wanted to move her legs to stop herself but she no longer had control of them. The wind and rain cut out any noise and only the odd flash of lighting provided any light.

Greg was running full pelt forwards; he didn't know where to or why. His brain was telling him to run and nothing was stopping him. His feet were slipping and hitting objects as he kept his eyes focused on the side of the ravine. He felt like he was flying waving his torch round for any sign of Sara when he lost his balance and fell face first into the mud. He dropped his torch, which rolled of to the side. He pushed himself onto all fours when he froze. There in front of him was a footprint; defiantly recent they wouldn't survive long in this weather. Then he noticed a lot of displaced dirt. He fumbled madly for his torch finding it he began shouting.

"SARA" Sara moved suddenly and whished she hadn't she slipped further down like a toboggan only been stopped when she hit a branch.

"SARA" she heard Greg shout again, it was him. He voice was frozen she couldn't call out to him. Luckily a light bounced off her face.

"SARA" Greg's heart leapt into his throat there she was. Sara was laid vertically down the side. She was alive he saw her move.

"SARA" with out thinking he too slid down the side. Only slowing himself with his feet he came to a stop next to her. There were no words needed. He took her in an embrace and held her as close as possible. Her face was freezing. He pulled his coat off and wrapped it round her, holding his torch in his mouth he noticed a bloodstained patch on her top.

"It's ok I'm going to get you out" he held her closer as Sara sobbed into his chest.

"Can you hold onto me?" he asked. Sara nodded weakly somehow finding the strength to cling onto his neck as he began to climb. What no one expected was further up the stream there was a blockage of rubbish that the water pressure had been building against. At that moment it burst. There was a loud sound of rushing water as Greg turned to see a wave coming straight for them.

"HOLD ON" Sara tightened her grip on him like a small child clinging onto their parent as Greg dug his nails into the ground. The water washed over them filling their noses and submerging their bodies. Once the initial wave hand passed the water level dropped again. Greg's fingers slide at the strength of the wave. There was claw marks in the mud where they had been dragged around seven inches. Greg put his head up to see the water had dropped it had however cut of their exit. The land in between them and the steep ravine had crumbles and gone. They were now effectively an island with water running by them mere inches below and rising.

"I love you Greg" Sara's voice broke his heart.

"I've always loved you," replied Greg pulling her close and kissing her. It was probably the worst kiss ever. Sara couldn't feel her lips and was probably slobbering on him she thought to herself. To Greg it was perfect. He felt how cold her body was so removed his coat and wrapped it round her. Sara removed Greg's coat and put it so they shared it. Greg was about to take it off and give it back to her when he saw the look in her eyes. Instead he pulled her so they were face to face, the coat round them both legs splayed intertwined and arms round each other.

"Sara you know Sofia only came to get some files. I would never do anything to hurt you"

"I know I was been stupid. I'm sorry" she said her voice croaking as she snuggled deeper into Greg so she could hear his heart beat. It was fast not surprising in these conditions.

"I don't even like Sofia she's like a full sized Barbie," laughed Greg, Sara laughed weakly with him. The rain was beginning to ease not which that was much comfort now.

"I'm tired," whispered Sara.

"Now I know you want to sleep with me but there's more appropriate times" any other time Greg would have got a slap for this but now she didn't care.

"Cath went up did you see her?" asked Sara her big brown eyes staring directly into Greg's.

"No, the others will have found her through" he reassured her. Sara yawned slipping down in his grasp slightly.

"Sara stay awake. If you stay awake I'll show you my dance of joy" Sara stared at him looking confused.

"When you left after dinner I did a dance of joy. I'll do a sexy dance if you are very good" he smiled.

"I'd do my sexy dance now but you know it would be inappropriate" said Sara softly her voice sounding further away

"You don't have a sexy dance," replied Greg trying to keep her awake.

"I do! I do it when I'm alone and have music on"

"I bet you sing into your hairbrush too!"

"I used to" Sara's laughing turned into a cough that pulled at her chest making her gasp for breath.

"Don't you dare Sara Sidle" Said Greg forcefully.

"Don't you dare leave me, you're the only reason I went into the field you know that. You had confidence in me. I used to watch you from the lab."

"I saw!" croaked Sara

"Then don't you dare leave me alone here! Sara I don't want to lose you I've only just got you" he sobbed tears running down his face with the light rain.

"I don't want to," sobbed Sara.

"Then don't, were going to be ok. HELP, NICK, WARRICK SOMEONE" shouted Greg.

"Their not coming" sobbed Sara holding tightly onto Greg.

"No SARA" he shouted as her grip loosened and she fell limp in his arms

"Sara" he sobbed pulling her limp form so her cold cheek pressed against his.

"NO SARA" he screamed.

"Did you hear that?" Brass really had no need to ask. He had joined Nick and Grissom in the search along with some cadets.

"GREG" shouted Nick running towards where the voice had come from.

"Nick" whispered Greg "NICK. Sara wake up please. Sara it's not to late please don't leave me!"

"GREG" shouted Grissom running alongside Nick as they reached the ravine. The sight shocked them. Greg was about twenty meters below them on a small island holding Sara's limp form in his arms.

Greg had her cradled like a small child. He lent forward and kissed her forehead.

"I won't leave you" he whispered, "I'll never leave you"

"Call the helicopter now" shouted Grissom to Brass as he began talking over the radio.

"GREG WERE COMING" Nick felt so helpless just standing there. The loud sound of the helicopter came closer as it hovered overhead. All anyone could do was watch as a man abseiled down to where Greg and Sara where along with a stretcher.

TBC …..

Ok because it will be a bit before I post here's a preview.

Tears silently ran down Cath's face as Warrick wheeled her back to the emergency room where she had first arrived. They stopped outside the doors seeing Greg wrapped in a blanket looking terrified starring away from them. Then they saw what he was looking at.

(Ok again I promise I'm not killing anyone. sorry if you didn't want to know, but I'd only put as a warring if I did so there wouldn't be a surprise there either)