Title: Saving Me

Author: tked

Pairing: Sara/Catherine

Rating: PG

Spoilers: None

Archive: Just let me know

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or it's characters, although I wish I did!

A.N Thanks to Sasha for betaing this and kicking me in the ass to finally write a fic.

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Grissom slammed on the brakes as they pulled up to the scene. Catherine jumped out of the Denali and ran towards the ambulance.

"SARA?"

"Miss, you will have to stand back." A young officer said as he held her back.

"You don't understand! My colleague is the one that is being treated by the paramedics over there."

"I'm sorry miss, but you will have to wait her while they work on her."

"WAIT HERE? If you don't let me through I will shove my foot so far up your ass, you'll be tasting the dirt from the bottom of my shoe!"

Gil heard the last part of her statement and quickly rushed to her side.

"Catherine, you need to calm down. The officer is just doing his job. Let's find out what is going on, before you get thrown in jail."

"I don't care! I need to get to Sara."

"I'm Gil Grissom of the Las Vegas Crime Lab. This is Catherine Willows, also a CSI and the lady in the accident is Sara Sidle. She works with us and is also a friend. Can you tell us what's going on with Sara?" Grissom asked the officer.

"I'm Officer Moore. I'm sorry, but I just got here myself and was told to keep people out of the area."

"I can understand that Officer Moore. Is Detective Brass around?"

"Yes, he is just over there on the corner, talking to a witness."

"Thank you. We'll just go and talk to him."

As Grissom pulled on Catherine's arm, she seemed to deflate before hi very eyes.

"Catherine, it will be okay. We will talk to Brass and find out what is going on."

"I know Gil. I'm just so worried about Sara. This is all my fault."

"How is this your fault?"

"I was arguing with Sara on the phone and then this happened."

"Catherine, this is not your fault! Look, there's Brass. Let's see what he knows."

"Hi Gil. Catherine." Brass said morosely.

"What's going on with Sara, Jim?"

"The paramedics are just putting her on a backboard and are getting ready to leave."

"Brass, I need to be in the ambulance with Sara. She shouldn't have to be alone." Catherine said, while trying to hold back her tears.

"I agree. It's very touch and go right now, as she is having problems breathing. The only thing that she has said is your name, Catherine.

Catherine let a few tears slide down her face before wiping them away. Brass then grabbed hold of her arm and took her to the ambulance.

"Paul, this is Catherine Willows and she wants to be with Sara in the ambulance."

"So, this is Catherine." He looked in her eyes and said "She has asked for you a couple of times. When we got here, she wasn't breathing, but we were able to pull her back and the first thing she said was Catherine."

Catherine just closed her eyes for a moment. She probably only said my name because she knows this is my fault. She opened her eyes and proceeded to climb into the ambulance after Sara was loaded in. As the doors were slammed shut, she grabbed Sara's hand and silently said a prayer. Please God! Don't let her leave me. I will tell her everything as soon as she wakes up.

Paul looked at the woman on the bed and the woman holding her hand. Maybe it was his instincts, but he knew that there was something between the two of them. He took in Catherine's wearisome features and Sara's bruised up face and said a silently prayer himself. I hope that what I see between these two, even now in this situation, is what people see when they look at me and my wife.

All of a sudden the monitors started to beep and show a straight line. Paul jumped up and started CPR on Sara. All he could hear was Catherine's faint cries in the background.

"NOOO! Sara, please don't leave me! I have to tell you! PLEASE don't leave me! NOOO"

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TBC?