He knew he should of gone home, but he couldn't bare being alone. Not tonight. He didn't really know where he was going, but when he came back to reality, he found himself outside Sara's apartment building. He didn't know if she was home, or if she would even let him in, but it was the only place he could think of being.
He walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. Sara had no idea who would be visiting her, especially late at night, but she put her cup of coffee down, and went to answer the door. To her surprise she saw Gill Grissom, the man of her heart, standing there. Her face showed her confusion. "Oh hi Grissom. Ummmm did you want me to come in tonight, because it is my night off." She realized that she was talking to the side of his head, and when he turned around, she saw the sadness and pain in his eyes. "Oh god what's happened!"
"It's Alex."
She was confused for a second, then remembered the teen friend of Grissom. "Come in. Would you like some coffee?" He just nodded his head, and went and sat on her couch. Sara quickly poured him a fresh cup of hot coffee and went to sit next to him. He took the hot cup, and wrapped his hands around it for warmth. His eyes seemed distant, as if he was lost in memory. "Grissom?"
"I've known her since we were kids."
"Alex?"
"No, her mum Tabbitha."
"Oh."
"Yeah we used to live on the same street. We would go fishing together, and we studied biology in university together. ……" The next half hour, Grissom talked to her about his past. His childhood days spent with Tabbitha. Sara had never heard any of his childhood stories before and was surprised, but sat quietly and listened intently. Then his tone changed. "She's sick. A serious immune disorder. The doctors diagnosed years ago, when Alex was only 9. Ever since then, whenever she's sick and in hospital, I've looked after her, but she's been great for a couple years. Nothing serious since Alex was 12. We've somewhat stayed in touch, but seeing Alex a couple days ago was a surprise. Tabbitha's sick again, but I though it was just the same thing as last time, a little bit of flue, that's compromised her immune system." He turned to look at her. "I got a call from the doctors a couple hours ago. She's had a stroke and has to go in for immediate emergency surgery. Sara ….. I ……. I can't lose her. She's my best friend, and she loves her girl so much. If she died, and I was left with Alex, I wouldn't know what to do." So unlike Grissom, gentle tears started to fall down his face.
"Oh Gris!" Sara took him into her arms, wrapping her arms around him, and resting her head on his shoulder. She rubbed his back with her hand. "Griss why didn't you tell me?"
"Sara I ……" But he couldn't find the words.
"Shhhhhh. It's alright. I'll get us some more coffee." When she returned with their drinks, she found Grissom looking at some pictures on her wall. "Here. Ummm I kinda need to grab a shower, but feel free to look around and watch some TV."
Sara came back from her shower to find Grissom curled up asleep on her couch. She sat down at the end of the couch and picked up her coffee cup. She could feel sleep gnawing away at her eyes. Just gonna close my eyes for a few minutes, just until Grissom wakes up, then I'm off to bed. Gosh I'm tired!
Grissom was very comfortable. He could feel the sunlight on his eyes. When he tried to move he felt something resting against his chest. He opened his eyes, and saw that he was laying stretched out on Sara's couch. To make things even more interesting, He had his arms wrapped around a sleeping Sara Sidle, who was stretched out next to him, with her head resting on his chest. The sunlight softly highlighted her brown hair, and placed an angelic glow on her face. Man she's so beautiful when she's sleeping. She's gorgeous. Her eyelids fluttered open, and he could feel his heart skip a beat. He quickly realized that she was staring at her and shook his head.
Sara was surprised to wake up in Grissom's arms, though she had to admit to herself it was a nice surprise. She nervously looked up at him. "Ummmmm good morning."
"Uhhhhh hi."
She tried to get up, but his arms were firmly wrapped around her waist. She coughed slightly and tried to get up again. Quickly realizing Sara's dilemma, he removed his arms. Sara went off to make breakfast, but when she came back she found Grissom pulling on his shoes, and grabbing his jacket. "Want some breakfast?"
He seemed agitated and nervous, but he mumbled something and quickly left the apartment, leaving a confused and angry Sara Sidle behind.