Nick stared as the bottle crashed to the floor. Watching as the liquid spilled across the floor like a wave crashing into the sand. Then he saw Sara fall after the bottle. At first he thought that she was trying to catch it; a delayed reaction, but when she never got back up Nick knew something was terribly wrong. She lay lifeless on the floor, her eyes wide open. Her chest did not rise nor did it fall. Sara's hair was draped across her face delicately. Her mouth lay closed; no words would pass her lips. Sara lay within the sea of green glass and foaming liquid unfeeling.
Next fell Nick's bottle to the floor adding to the sea of green glass. The liquid that spilled from his bottle lapped at Sara's arm that seemed to be reaching out to him, asking him to save her from the depths of darkness that she was now living in.
Nick rushed over to Sara and knelt down next to her. He checked for a pulse and found none. He checked for breathe and found none. Nick then left Sara and went for her phone.
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It seemed to ring forever until finally an operator picked up and took his name, the nature of the situation, his address, and sent the paramedics. He hung up quickly not wanting to leave Sara alone for long.
He wanted to know why Sara had just fallen lifeless to the floor. What was wrong with her? Would he be able to get her back? Questions floated through his mind as Nick began CPR on Sara.
They had pumped the life back into her.
Fists.
Paddles.
Mouths connecting.
All in the attempt to bring her back to the light of the living. And she had finally given in after twenty grueling minutes. Those twenty minutes seemed to go on forever. In slow motion, as if it would never end. As if she was never going to take another breathe within this world. Or any other.
But yet there she lay, motionless but breathing. Alive. And for that Nick was grateful. For he had so many unanswered questions. So many things that he had yet to say. So many things that could have been misplaced within Sara's loss of life. But yet there she lay, motionless but breathing. Alive. She would wake and he would know everything. He would tell her everything and he would show her everything that he had always meant to show her. He would make everything right.
The team visited one by one. None knowing what had happened to her. What had caused her to just simply drop to the floor. What had made her life escape her. They brought flowers and sentiments that they whispered into her ear. Reassuring her that all would be ok. That things would be different when she woke.
Nick, however, stayed right next to her, holding her hand, keeping her hair out of her face. Comforting her as much as he could, falling asleep only when his eyelids could no longer take the weight that lay upon them.
When Nick awoke he saw two golden-brown eyes staring at him. A smile played across his face when Nick saw her look down at him. Peace emanated through the room. A silent whisper between the two was all that was needed. Nick stood from his chair and sat on the edge of the bed taking Sara's small form into his arms. He held Sara to him for dear life and Sara clung back like the many nights they had laid together in the darkness warding off each others nightmares. Except this time Sara did not hide her feelings, she allowed herself to be comforted by Nick. Sara allowed herself to finally cry. And so they sat in the white washed room, no sounds but each others breathing spreading throughout the room.
A/N: Long time no see. I apologize greatly for the long delay but what can one do when life beckons.
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