Chapter 18

Dust gathering behind the vehicle, Brass and Grissom pulled up to the barn gate. The colt was up moving about in the corral with its mother. Jared was sitting on the top rung of the fence. Turning to greet them he jumped off and yelled, "Mom said she was going to call, not that you were coming back!"

"I called her last night, late, told her we were on the way", Grissom replied.

Jared hugged Jim and then walked over to Grissom. "Did the spider talk to you?" he inquired, pointing to the metal case Grissom held in his hand.

"Yes…why yes he did, and do you know what he said?"

Jared squinted his eyes, "he said mom could get better, right?"

Brass moved around the vehicle, "Let's get the Doctors involved before we make that decision, ok little man?"

"Ok." Jared said and he turned on the heels of his cowboy boots and raced to the back door. "Mom! Mom! Uncle Jim and Dad are here!"

Sara came to the screen door holding a dish towel. As the two men were walking up she said; "Good news?"

Grissom kissed her gently on the lips as he moved past her, "I've got an anti-venom but we'll have to get the Doctors involved."

Sara packed an overnight bag for the hospital. She knew that this would not be just an office visit. There had to be tests, many tests, and she would need to be watched. Grissom explained his background and submitted his test procedure and results to the hospital lab. "This is out of the ordinary Mr. Grissom, you know we can't recommend that Sara try this anti-venom without prior approval." the doctor stated.

"I am well aware of protocol. I can receive the shot here; while everyone is watching me, or I can inject myself back at the house. Your choice Doc, but either way, I trust Grissom's research." Sara said sternly.

Sara was moved to a private room against all hospital policies. Jim coaxed Jared to go downstairs to the coffee shop to get ice cream. A heart monitor, IV's and numerous other measuring devices were hooked up to Sara. Once the hospital Lab confirmed the accuracy of Grissom's testing, the doctor appeared in the room with a small vial. The doctor nodded to Grissom and said, "if indeed this works for you Sara, your friend here could become famous."

The anti-venom was administered as Grissom sat holding Sara's hand. The doctor stayed in the room to monitor her vitals. "The first 15 minutes are the most crucial", he said checking her blood pressure.

"How are you feeling honey?" Grissom said squeezing her hand.

"I don't feel anythi…."

Sara started convulsing.