Another Secret is spilled
Chapter One:
Sara tossed and turned, no matter what she did, she couldn't sleep. The brunette sat up in her bed and tossed back the sheets. She left the bedroom and went into the kitchen. Her little apartment felt so lonely.
She got herself a glass of water and sat down in a chair in the side of the apartment that was a living room. Sara felt very tired but no matter how long she lied in her bed, she wouldn't be able to sleep. After ten minutes, she heard a knock at the door. Sara got up, and looked at the clock as she made her way to the door. It was late. She opened the door to see a little girl in front of her, the little girl was scared to death.
"Help, he's after me." The girl said. Sara looked down at her. The girl's weak eyes shone brightly.
"Umm..." Sara thought quickly. "Come in." Sara didn't know what else to say. The girl came in and Sara closed the door.
"Do you think he's here?" The girl asked. Sara shook her head.
"No, its ok, you're safe here." Sara assured her.
"He'll find me no matter where I go." The girl said, looking around anxiously.
"What's your name?" Sara asked.
"Keana." She said. Keana looked behind her, she whimpered and threw her eyes around Sara.
"I'm Sara, should I call the police?" Sara asked, she kneeled down and looked at the little girl. Keana nodded. Sara noticed the bruises on the little girl's cheeks. They looked like they had just been put there. Sara reached over and grabbed the phone, but when she dialed, she didn't call 9-1-1, she called the only person she trusted.
"Hi, Grissom, I need your help." Sara said into the phone, she looked down at the little girl and explained her situation.
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Sara put the phone down and looked at the little girl. From personal experiences, Sara knew that Keana wouldn't want to talk about it, so she stayed quiet. All she could do was wait for Grissom to get there.
"Do you want some water?" Sara asked, not sure of what else to do.
"No! Stay with me, please." Keana said and hugged Sara again.
"I won't, I won't leave." Sara said quietly. Keana stared at the door, fear in her eyes.
"What if he comes?" Keana asked. Keana looked up at Sara, pleading help.
"He won't, the door is locked, he can't get in." Sara assured her.
"My Mom said the same thing, but he can find a way in, he killed my Mom." Keana said, the little girl was shaking.
"He won't come, even if he does, I'll protect you." Sara said. Keana hugged Sara tighter. Sara wished that the little girl would stop being scared. There was a knock at the door and the girl gave a little scream.
"Don't worry, it's just the police." Sara said. She checked through the peephole and saw Grissom's worried face. Sara opened the door and Gil walked in. Sara closed and locked the door, then she walked back over to Keana.
"This is Gil Grissom, he's my friend, ok Keana?" Sara asked. Keana nodded.
"Hi, Keana." Grissom said to the little girl.
"Hi." Keana said quietly.
"How did you get those bruises on your face?" Grissom asked softly.
"He did it." Keana said. "If he comes, will you protect me too?"
"Of course I will, don't worry." Grissom said softly. This was a side of Grissom that Sara had never seen before, he was being... understanding. He cared and worried about the little girl.
"Who is 'he'?" Grissom asked.
"He killed my Mom... he said he'd... kill me...too." Keana choked out.
"It's ok, we won't let him anywhere near you, don't worry." Sara said, she said not to worry but she was very worried. Keana nodded.
"She should stay here, for a while." Sara said quietly to Grissom.
"I guess." Grissom agreed. "But we have to treat this like a case."
"I don't want to be her crime scene analyst." Sara said. "I want to be her friend."