Sara walked in her apartment slammed the door and ran in her room throwing herself on her bed. She screamed in her pillow.
"Why? Why did you do this!" Hot tears were streaming down her face and there was no stopping them. She didn't know what she felt. She was so angry and sad and depressed all in one. She sat on the edge of her bed and cried some more.
"Why did you do this to me? I didn't do anything to you, nothing! I hate you!" She yelled to him even though he wasn't there. She then stopped and began to laugh.
"Wow Sara, you've really out done yourself now. You cry, you yell at no one, and now you're talking to yourself and laughing." She had stopped crying now and went to the fridge. She opened the fridge and without any hesitance she pulled out a beer. Opening it she took a long swig of the burning fire- water.
It had been a very long time since she had had a drink. She finally stopped after Grissom had come to talk to her about her anger. She thought of how after five years of them knowing each other all he could do was hold her hand as she cried. She thought of all the years that she had shown him love and compassion only to have him shoot her down ever time. Then she remembered how selfish he was. He would never return any of her sweet comments, but whenever he felt like it he could give her a smile or a wink or a cute comment. She thought that he could only flirt with her when he wanted to. He didn't care about her feelings and he still doesn't.
Sara was done thinking. She needed to get away, mentally. She grabbed another beer and drank. She lost count after six and soon passed out on her bed with only the faintest memory of what had happened.
Back at the lab, Grissom was still watching the Brian guy of which he knew nothing about, cool off. He then pulled out his cell phone and dialled a number. It rang a few times and then someone picked up.
"Hey baby," he began. Grissom thought this guy had some nerve to be calling her after that massive explosion just 10 minutes ago. "I don't mean to bug you but she didn't take it very well," this wasn't Sara he was talking to. Grissom now knew it was the other mistress and Brian was talking to her as if nothing had happened. He sounded angry that Sara didn't take it well. What was she supposed to do, say she was okay with it and skip off? What an idiot this guy was. He listened as Brian continued, "I know honey, she just blew up and I don't know what to do," he listened to the other end, "but shouldn't I say or do something?" Maybe he does have a heart, "Yeah, you're right. She'll get over it," or not, "Okay I'll see you soon. Bye babe." He hung up, and walked to his car.
As Grissom was watching him walk away so high like he hadn't done anything wrong, something in him blew and he became so angry with this guy. He walked over to Brian's car grabbed him by the shoulders and spun him around so they were face to face. Now it was Grissom's turn to speak.
"You son of a bitch. What the hell right do you have to say something like that to her? After everything she sacrificed so you can be happy. Did you ever think or care of her thoughts? She was happy for once when you were with her but now I.. we can all see how much of a selfish bastard you really are!"
"Oh god, if you're talking about Sara don't worry man. She'll get over it." He turned around to face his car when Grissom stopped him.
"Fine, think what you want because once and ass, always an ass, but don't you ever go near her again. Do I make myself clear?" He was yelling very loud and didn't even wait for an answer because he just walked back into the lab thinking how much Sara really meant to him and he would only stand up for Sara like he had just done. He made a promise to himself that he would never let her get hurt again.
Sara was still asleep on her couch when she heard loud banging on her door. Before her neighbours started to complain she opened it without looking. As soon as she opened the door she wished she had never woken up from her drunken sleep. There, in front of her, was the man who had caused her all her pain. There was Brian. Without saying a work she tried to slam the door but he took his hand and pushed the door wide open. He waked in and slammed the door behind him not taking his eyes off of hers.
"Get the hell out," Sara yelled.
"No, you are going to listen to me and you're going to listen good." He grabbed her by the wrists and yanked her near her couch. She fought as much as a hung over person could but stopped after he jerked her one last time and let go. He pushed her shoulders so hard she fell right back onto the couch in pain.
"Guess what? I just saw your stupid boss and he looked like he was going to beat the crap out of me. I swear to god Sara if you ever tell anyone else to go after me again, I'll shut you up for good. Do you understand? You are probably better off with your damn boss anyway. I am so much better than you, which is why I came. Stay the hell away from me and my girlfriend that isn't you." With that he turned and stormed out making as much noise as he possibly could.
Sara just sat stunned on her couch. Grissom was watching? Why would he talk to Brian and act as angry as described? Was he trying to ruin her life? She curled up in a ball and went back to sleep waking up to go straight to work without changing, eating, or doing anything to make herself look presentable.
She walked in the break room and sat on a chair waiting for Grissom.
"Wow, Sara uhh, you look like a truck just hit you, reversed and hit you again," Greg said aiming to tease her.
"Thanks," was all she said before Grissom came into the room with pink assignment slips in hand. He handed out each assignment making sure he was not teamed up with Sara. He couldn't work with her knowing he had intruded in her business by talking to Brian. And being with her would make him feel worse for not telling her. He could sense something other than the break up was wrong but he wasn't going to push, not yet.
Sara took her assignment sheet and walked out without making eye contact with him. She was so angry at Grissom for talking to Brian. He had some nerve to get involved in her business. It was his fault she got the bruise on her shoulder. Brian would have never come if Grissom hadn't said anything.
After a long and tedious double shift, Sara finally finished her case. Another case about the boyfriend who's ex killed him. He left her for another woman and she took a hammer to his head. 'For his own good, of course' the ex had said in the interrogation room. Not that this case had given Sara any intent to kill Brian, but right now she wouldn't have minded if he "fell" down the stairs and cracked his skull.
She looked in Grissom's office and she didn't see him (thank god). She was still angry and had no ambition to go and see him. She walked in and dropped her report on his desk. As she was turning around his chair swivelled around revealing none other than Gil Grissom. Great, she thought now he's going to ask me what is wrong and I'm going to blow up in his face. Oh well!
"Sara, can we talk?"
"I have nothing to say."
"Sara please talk to me. I want to know what is bothering you."
"You wanna know what's going on? Fine! Yes, I broke up with Brian, well actually he broke up with me…" she was over talking around him, like she always did. "but you already know that don't you?" She saw him open his mouth but she didn't want to hear it. "Shut up. You heard our whole conversation and when I left you went and freaked out on him. You wanna know how I know all this? Because he paid me a little visit before I came to work today. He started blaming me for your blow up and then he gave me a little something so I don't forget how everything is my fault." She yanked the top of her shirt down revealing her bruised shoulder. "I'm glad you got your message through to him because now, he's really pissed." She turned and walked out to her car.
Seeing the bruise brought a tear to Grissom's eye. How could he have let that stupid guy touch Sara? It really was his fault. He had gone and intervened and now she is hurt because of it. He sat in his office not wanting to get yelled at again by Sara. He would let her calm down before he spoke to her and tried to fix things.
Sara walked in her apartment only to fall against the door and begin sobbing once again. After letting all her anger out she got up to take a needed shower. Letting the hot water burn her skin she thought of how nothing in her life had ever been good. She didn't want to sound like someone who hated the world and everything in it, but she truly did have a crappy, to put it bluntly, life. Her childhood was a big disaster. Her parents were abusive and she was too scared and ashamed to speak up. Then, her mother killed her father and went to jail. School was actually not bad. She made some friends, went to parties and aced all her classes. She actually belonged somewhere. But of course, you can't stay in college forever. She worked in San Francisco, got offered a job in Vegas by a man she thought she loved, and had a nasty break up with Hank. Now, all she had in her life were Nick, Warrick, Catherine, Greg, and the lab. Not Grissom, not Brian, and not any friends to lean on.
She got out of the shower and tried to sleep. She had been prescribed some antidepressants and some sleeping aids, which she never took, but today she did. She took more than enough sleeping pills and too many antidepressants causing her to be swallowed by darkness in mere seconds.
"She's late," Grissom said at the start of their next shift.
TBC
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Please let me know what you think! Sorry for the cliffhanger, I hate them too. But chapter 3 should be up by the end of the week! Please R&R, I want to know what you guys are thinking!