I shot my eyes open. I looked around for Grissom- I didn't see him anywhere. My head was pounding, and my leg was causing me excruciating pain. I could tell it was broken. I threw my arms around to find I was still in the water. Now I remembered everything.

I felt my hand grip a rock and so I held onto it for dear life. I saw that land was not far from me now and so I made a move to the closest piece of land by me. I reached it, and I sighed in relief. I crawled onto it, ignoring the pain in my leg.

I tried standing up, which was a mistake, seeing how my leg was broken. I just lay there on the ground, feeling completely helpless. I sighed as I looked up at the night sky- the stars were illuminating it and the moon was giving me a fair amount of light. But now, I was freezing.

It had taken me a moment to realize how cold I was- I hadn't brought my jacket with me, and even if I had it would've been soaked by now. I wrapped my arms around my body, attempting to warm myself up. It was to no avail. I almost screamed when I saw a figure standing over me.

"Sara?"

I sighed when I noticed it was Grissom.

"Grissom…hey."

He kneeled down beside me and touched the skin on my head where a large bruise was forming.

"You've got a pretty nasty bump on your head," he told me.

"It's fine."

He could sense my stubbornness, and I noticed he looked a little relieved. But when I tried to stand up, his expression changed.

I staggered to my feet, but as I started to walk I collapsed into his arms.

"I think your leg's broken, Sara," he said looking into my eyes.

"It's fine," I lied. I didn't want him to worry about me. Besides, I had no idea if he was okay.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was more worried about you, anyways. I grabbed the edge of the ledge before you fell. I was able to climb up it, but then I had to go looking for you."

I felt a little embarrassed. I felt so stupid that I didn't grab the ledge just as he did. The next thing he did made me almost shout in protest.

"Hey! W-What are you doing?" I asked. He was carrying me.

"You can't walk. I'm just carrying you until we find a place where we can rest."

I was about to argue, but I knew it would be pointless, since I really couldn't walk on my own. And besides, Grissom was carrying me. Could I really argue?

We kept going until he finally set me down at the foot of a large tree.

"We'll just rest here for now," he told me. I nodded. I almost yelped at what he did next.

"Grissom?" My leg was in his lap and he was lifting my pant leg up to inspect it. He grimaced at the sight of the bruised skin, which was changing from blue to purple to black.

"I'm okay, Grissom," I told him, but he started massaging the skin on my leg. I stared at him with a shocked expression on my face. I chose not to argue- again, this was Grissom and I alone. What more could I ask for?

A couple of hours passed, and we had both fallen asleep. I woke up when I heard footsteps.

Grissom sat back down in front of me with something in his hands. I moved a little closer to see what it was, but I quickly noticed the smell- fish.

"I got some food," he said putting the fish down on the ground.

"Grissom, I don't eat meat," I quickly said. He nodded.

"I'm sorry, Sara, but I couldn't find anything else."

"Then I'm not eating," I stated. He frowned at my stubbornness, yet again.

"Sara, I'm not going to go back to the lab one CSI short," he started. "So please eat."

He handed me the fish. I noticed it was cooked- he had been busy. I just sighed, pushing his hand away.

"Grissom, it pains me to see this. I'm not hungry anyways." It was a lie- I was starving! I tried not to show it. He stood up.

"Sara, don't make me have to feed it to you."

I raised a brow. This moment was…awkward. I laughed.

"Oh, really? Just how do you think you'll do that—"

Before I could finish, I felt a large chunk of the fish shoved into my mouth. All I could do was swallow it.

"The hell are you doing, Grissom?" I asked with an angry expression on my face.

"I wasn't joking," he said simply.

"You could've killed me!" I shouted. He shoved another chunk of it into my mouth. Again, I had to swallow it.

"STOP IT!" I yelled. He shoved another chunk of it into my mouth until finally, the fish was eaten.

"Damn it, Grissom! I told you I wasn't hungry!" I said now at the creek, trying desperately to get the taste of fish out of my mouth.

"And I told you I wasn't going back to the lab one CSI short," he told me. I glared up at him after wiping some water from my mouth. All I could do now was roll my eyes, seeing how he was going to have to carry me back to our little 'campsite'.

We sighed looking up at the night sky. A cold wind was picking up around us and I turned to Grissom.

"How long do you think we'll be out here?" I asked him.

He turned to me. "No idea."

I sighed. That was reassuring.

"Well…" I said lying down on the ground. "We may as well make ourselves comfortable."

He nodded, lying down beside me.

"But next time, I'll feed myself, thank you very much," I added grinning at him. He chuckled, as did I.

"Well…goodnight, Grissom," I told him rolling over on my side. He nodded as he just stared up at the sky. I smiled to myself. Maybe this wasn't going to be as bad as I thought after all.

"What do you think the guys are doing back home?" I asked Grissom, still on my side.

"Probably working the cases," he said. "Like I said, it was a tough shift tonight."

I sighed. The thought of Catherine going home to her daughter, Warrick to his wife, and Nick to his nice warm bed made her feel sad.

"Well, we've had a hell of a day, haven't we?" I asked him.

He laughed. "Yes, we have."

I smiled again. He was laughing. That was enough to make me smile. I turned to see his face and he had closed his eyes. He looked peaceful as he attempted to fall asleep. I smiled again as I turned back over on my side and rested my head in my arms. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.