Chapter 2: Relationships and Who Did It

'Ugh' Sara thought as she rejoined the land of the living. She took in her surroundings, noticing that she was in a darkened hospital room.

"What happened?" She mumbled. She tried to lift her arms to massage her aching head. That's when she noticed the weights on her left arm and leg. She looked down her body and noticed the casts.

Her left arm was encased in a cast that went past her elbow and her leg was in a similar cast, suspended from the ceiling.

"Crap!" She muttered as memories of the accident came flooding back. 'I should call Grissom and tell him that I won't be at work tonight. I hope he doesn't hold it against me,' she thought.

That was the last thing she had time to think before the door was thrown open and she heard a rather loud yell of, "SARA!"

Catherine could not believe her ears when the doctor said Sara's name. She turned towards Grissom and was shocked to see him fling open the door and shout for his co-worker.

She ran to him and grabbed his shoulders, preventing him from entering the room. She realized that she was going to have to play the strong one. "Grissom don't wake her. Let her get better."

"No, I have to see her, she's my Sara." He said crying.

Catherine was about to respond when they heard a voice call from the room, "Grissom?"

"Oh my God," Catherine said. She let go of Grissom and watched him run into the room. She quickly followed, letting out a gasp when she saw the extent of Sara's injuries. Then she smiled through her tears at the sight before her. Grissom was kneeling by Sara's bed, clutching her hand. Catherine realized that things were going to change between Grissom and Sara.

After their surprise at the crime scene, Nick and Warrick jumped in their Tahoe and speeded towards the hospital. Warrick had enough sense to radio to Brass what to expect.

When Nick, Warrick, and Brass got to the hospital they rushed in to find a watery eyed, yet smiling, Catherine.

"How is she?" Nick demanded.

"She's pretty banged up but she'll be fine." Catherine replied.

Nick moved to walk into the room but Catherine held him back saying, "Leave them alone for a while."

"Leave who alone?" Asked Nick.

"Grissom and Sara." Replied Warrick, catching the drift.

Catherine stepped away from the door to reveal Grissom and Sara holding hands and whispering to each other.

"Damn!" Brass said when he caught sight of her injuries. "We had better catch the bastard who ran her off the road."

"We can ask her later what she remembers." Said Catherine as Dr. McClenon walked into the room.

"Excuse me, I need to check Ms. Sidle's vitals." He said upon entering.

Grissom was reluctant to let go of Sara's hand. The doctor, noticing this, said "It's alright Mr. Grissom, you can stay."

"How long 'til I can go home?" Sara asked.

"Well," McClenon said with a laugh, "We're going to keep you here for a few days for observation and we'll decide then." He finished taking her vitals then said, "I'll be back in about an hour to give you some more painkillers. Oh, by the way, there's a group of people in the hall who'd like to see you."

"Well send them in." Sara smiled.

Fifteen minutes later Sara Sidle had been hugged and kissed within an inch of her life by her worried friends.

"Okay guys, I'm alright." She said.

"God Sara, when we found out it was you we panicked." Nick said.

"Well thank you but I'll be fine."

"Sorry to darken the mood," Brass said coming back into the room, "I just got off the phone with PD, they need a statement. What do you remember?"

"Well I was coming into work and I didn't notice this car that was tail-gating me until it came up on the drivers side and slammed into me." Sara said her face darkening as she remembered the details.

"Do you remember what the car looked like?" Brass asked, his voice laced with sympathy.

"Yeah, it was a red pick-up."

"I'll have them put out a search for the truck, thank you Sara." Brass said.

"Brass, one more thing," Sara said as a look of realization crossed her face. "It was Hank's truck."