Hello again everyone! Ditto for what ever the disclaimer was last time….

VERY SHORT STORY!

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-CSIFanatic08

Catherine's breath was caught in her throat. She stifled to get let the words escape from her throat.

"Lindsay!" Catherine yelled as she searched around the lobby. "Where are you!"

Lindsay was no where to be seen. As Catherine and Brass ran outside to the garden in search of Lindsay, Nick's doctors opened the door and walked out. They closed the door behind them.

"Well?" Warrick pushed while asking what was on everybody's mind.

"He's stable. We gave him a pain killer to help with the bites and an oatmeal cream to reduce the itching," Dr. Sparrow said as he looked at the group of people. "I'm gonna need to limit the occupants in his room to 1 with an exception to Mr. and Mrs. Stokes. I'm also gonna need statements from everyone in the room at the time of the seizure,"

"Seizure?" Mr. Stokes asked as he held his wife in his arms.

"Yes, if you guys have noticed, Nicholas had been scratching his bites a lot. He was on the pain medication which dulled the pain, but didn't take it away completely. On some areas of his skin, he never felt the pain. He scratched almost to the vein. He lost some blood. Not enough to raise a panic, but enough to put him on a heavy sedative. He should be out for about 8 to 9 hours." Dr. Sparrow said as he took a breath. "Mrs. Stokes, Mr. Stokes," Dr. Sparrow started, "when was the last time you slept?"

"Why?" Mr. Stokes asked in an authoritive tone.

"Because, you too are also putting yourself through a lot of stress. Your body needs to rest. You are not doing Nick any favors by staying up hours on end. I would recommend you going to your hotel in a little bit."

"That's not possible," Mrs. Stokes said. 'We're staying til' he wakes up,"

"How about I take you to your hotel, or better yet, I have a spare room at my place. It's quiet and will give you plenty of time to relax," Warrick said while pleading with Mr. and Mrs. Stokes.

"Honey," Mr. Stokes said as he turned his wife towards him. "Nick will be here when we get back, I promise,"

"Don't make promises you can't make," She warned him as she looked into this eyes.

"We need to rest honey, we've gone 48 straight," Mr. Stokes said while begging his wife.

"OK, but only if it's alright with you Warrick," She said as she faced Warrick.

"You're welcome any time," Warrick said while giving Mrs. Stoke a hug and Mr. Stokes a hand shake.

Mr. Stokes, Mrs. Stokes, and Warrick headed for the doorway, when the spotted Catherine holding Lindsay in her arms as she cried. Brass wasn't too far behind.

"What happened?" Warrick asked. "Where did you find her?"

"The Garden," Catherine said as she took a seat in the lobby. Warrick patted Lindsay on her back and walked Mr. and Mrs. Stokes out of the hospital.

"How's Nick?" Brass asked as he waked towards Sara, Grissom and Greg. They were still in the hallway looking at Nick through the glass.

"He had a seizure. Doctor said he scratched himself to much. They are about to bandage him up," Greg said when Grissom and Sara couldn't find the words to say.

"My God," Brass said as he turned around and led the group to the lobby.

"Where did you find her Jim?" Grissom asked as he ran his hand through Lindsay's hair.

"The Garden. We knew exactly where to look," Jim said as he lowered himself into a seat.

"How's Nick?" Catherine asked as she softened her pats to Lindsay's back.

"He….. He had a seizure. They said it's a mix of the trauma and the scratching," Sara said as she grabbed one of the coffees off of the table.

"So he's breathing?" Lindsay said against her mother's chest.

"Yep. He's breathing," Catherine said as she hugged Lindsay tightly.

"I had another dream," Lindsay said as she lifted her head from her mother's chest.

"When? About what, honey? Tell me," Catherine said as she looked into her baby's eyes.

"Five minutes ago. It had to of been around Christmas time because I could see our breaths. We were in the Christmas tree patch and Uncle Warrick had me on his shoulders," She paused as the rest of the team scooted closer. "You and Aunt Sara were picking Candy Canes. And then…." Lindsay said with a smile. "Uncle Nick and Uncle Greg led the guy who chops the trees over to the tree we wanted,"

The room paused as they took in the new information.

"So, Nick was alive in your dream?" Grissom asked just to be sure.

"Yes, then everyone came back to our house and Uncle Nick and Uncle Grissom poured apple cider and Uncle Nick put me on his shoulders. I put the star on top of the tree. It was so beautiful," her eyes lit up with excitement as she pictured it again in her head.

Tears streamed down everyone's face as they realized that Nick was gonna be OK.

Catherine blubbered as she also pictured the 8 of them having Christmas together.

"Why are you sad mommy?" Lindsay asked with tears in her eyes.

"These are happy tears, baby," Catherine said through heavy breaths. "Very happy tears,"

Short I know, but it's 11 pm and I'm tired. Read and Review please!

Love Always,

-CSIFanatic08