Chapter 11They wheeled together through the corridors of Desert Palm Hospital, until they arrived at the department where Sara was staying. Suddenly, her attitude changed; she knew that he had to bring her back to her room, and couldn't stay there. This would be our good-bye... at least for now. The thought made her a bit sad, but she knew that it was best for both of them. A bit distance would be good; to put the thoughts she had in order. She turned around to see his face. He was focussed, but he smiled at her when he saw that she was looking a him.
"Can you stop here, please? I would like to walk from here."
The wheelchair stopped. Grissom walked towards her and helped her step out of the wheelchair. When he let her hands go, she tottered, but managed to stay at her feet without any help. He looked at her with concern marking his features, "You okay?"
Sara nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine..."
She started to shuffle to her room. His hand was on her shoulder to support her a bit. He knew that if she had set her mind to something, she wouldn't quit. He was thankful that she would let him walk by her side. He opened the door for her; she walked through the doorway to the bed and settled herself on the edge of it.
"I want to thank you for... today. I know that I'm... not the easiest person, and today has been quite heavy for me... but... I'm glad you know everything now... and I want to thank you for being... being there for me. It's important that you... understand me... at least for me it is... and I think... hope... that this would give us a... base. I... I'm sorry if I... overreacted... when you told me about... my rape... I want to thank for the trouble you went to, to... get the guy. And... thanks for listening to me..."
A small smile appeared on her face when she said it, and he smiled back to her. "Sara... don't worry about that. You certainly didn't overreact; you were just... affected personally. I understand it, and I'm glad that I know your past now... If you need me, I'll be there for you, anytime."
He took a seat next to her and looked at her face. "Are your foster parents still... alive?"
Sara nodded. "Yeah... they are. I... still need to call them... tell them that I'm in the hospital, they don't know it... And Jena... I call her every week, if not more. We're very close... She doesn't know either..."
"Maybe you should call them..."
Sara nodded. "Yeah, that might be a good idea... well... I... I think that you should go, I mean, not that I want you to go, but... well, the doctors told me that I should get some rest, and... actually I'm quite tired myself... and beside that... you and I need to think of us... I mean..." She looked at him, insecurity filled her glance.
He smiled at her. "Honey, if you want me to go, I'll just go. I think it's a good idea myself... to give each other some space, at least for now. I... won't come tonight, okay? But... you know... if you want me to come, you can always call me."
Sara smiled at him, relieved that he had taken it well. "Thank you, again..." He stood up, and moved closer to her. He kissed her on her forehead, and walked out of the room.
Sara was woken up by a fast knock on the door. She opened her eyes, tried to say something, but the door was opened before she could open her mouth. A woman walked in the room, she looked somewhat confused at the first, but when she noticed Sara, her eyes widened and she breathed in.
"Sara! Do you know how worried I was? I haven't gotten a call from you in... three weeks! I called your home phone, your cell phone, and no answer. Just that stupid answering machine! I left... about... twenty messages. Mom and dad didn't know what was going on, so I called the crime lab. They told me that you were in the hospital, recovering from some serious trauma... Do you know how much I freaked out? I took the first plane to Vegas, rushed to the hospital... Never ever! Do this to me again! You could have called me - no you should have called me... God... I was so worried about you..."
She brushed a string of curly, red hair out of her face, and walked to the bedside. "I'm so glad that you're okay... have I woken you up?"
Sara smiled at her, and gestured to give her a hug. Jena moved forward and hugged her carefully. She kissed Sara on her cheek.
"Jena... I'm so glad to see you... I'm so sorry that I haven't called you before, I'm really sorry, I didn't think about it. And yes... you have woken me up, but there are worse people to be woken up by..."
Jena grabbed a chair and sat down next to the bed. "I've walked through the line of doctors who wanted to stop me, it's not visiting hours, but I told them that I was your sister and I wanted to see you... well... in fact that is true. What the hell happened to you?"
"Long story... well... I was at a crime scene to collect evidence; I was still in my car when suddenly... some guy appeared. He... didn't say anything; he just... showed his gun. He yelled something at me... I don't remember it anymore, it's completely black from that moment... it seemed that he shot me through my chest. The bullet hit my lung, it was actually looking bad for me... but I'm going to be fine, really. I can go back home in two days, well... if someone is taking care of me."
Jena seemed very sincere when she looked back at Sara. "Oh... that's terrible. I mean... it's good that you're recovering very well, but... this shouldn't have happened to you. Did they get the guy?"
Sara shook her head, without saying anything. "Oh, Sara... I... don't know what to say."
She hugged Sara again, this time more firmly. "Jena, I'm okay... I... well, it's over and I have to leave it behind me. I shouldn't look back anymore, only move forward."
Jena slowly shook her head. "No, Sara, that's not true. You need to accept your past and move on, but you need to be able to look back without feeling ashamed or getting stuck in the old pain. Weren't you the one that said... 'the past leaves its impression on the present? That you're shaped by the things that have happened to you'?"
Jena laid her hand on Sara's shoulder. "You find it hard, don't you?"
Sara nodded, but remained silent. Jena's smile disappeared; she swallowed, and knew that she needed to say something. Finally seemed to have found the words she was looking for. "And... you were pregnant... how is it... going?"
Sara smiled at the woman she called her little sister, even though they had no genes in common. "It's going well, I'm at 14 weeks now..."
"Does the father know it? He's your boss, right? Are you..."
When she saw that Sara flushed, she started to laugh. "You're together? How? Since when? Tell me all about it... do you have pictures of you two together? Sara... please tell me all about it!"
Sara bit her lip. "It's none of your business!"
"Oh, come on... if my sis is pregnant by someone, I want to know him, and if my sister has a boyfriend, I want to know him too. So... you have to tell me... It's the one you... you are in love with for so many years, right?"
Sara looked down as she felt that her cheeks were really glowing at that moment. "Yeah... it's him. We're... well... when we made love... oh, this sounds so stupid, to talk about my... sex life... with my sister. But I will continue, just for you. When we made... love... we were on... some appointment... we were away at a... conference, together - alone... and we finally had the chance to talk... on the last day... we had a dinner together... and I finally had the chance to tell him everything... The tension was just too much to deny and... we had a couple of drinks and... ended up in the same bed together... well, when I woke up, he was gone and... we never talked about it again, it was just too embarrassing to say, and beside that, we didn't want anyone to know what we did... I mean, he was gone when I woke up, I thought a couple of times that it was some dream, some crazy hangover-hallucination, but when I noticed that I was pregnant, I realized that it was not just a dream... I... didn't want him to know, but... eventually he would find out and he knows it now. And he's okay with it; he wants to raise this little one with me, at least that's what I think. He... today... he was so sweet, he... we kissed. I think we have a chance, at least I hope so."
"As I hear it... you definitely have a chance... I... when can I meet him?"
Sara sighed. "Jena, you're just a teaser... meet him... you have to wait, he won't come tonight... "
Jena looked at her, very surprised. "He won't come? Why not?"
"I told him to... think about us... he has... given me hope so many times, and let me down the next time we saw each other, so... I wanted him to be sure that this is what he wants."
Jena nodded. "Okay, that's a reason... still... I want to meet him."
Sara smiled at the six-year younger woman. "Patience..."
Jena looked at her watch. "Oh, I could use some food; I haven't eaten in... five hours... when does dinner come here?"
"What time is it?"
"It's six-thirty..."
"Oh, dinner should be there in... well... now, but I don't think they have something for you, but... I can share, or ask an extra meal... Do you have a place to stay?"
Jena shook her head. "I don't think so... well, I can check into some hotel..."
"The boys would come today... they promised me, so... maybe you can stay with one of them?"
Jena smiled at Sara. "That would be nice... Have you called mom and dad already?"
Sara shook her head. "No, I haven't... I still need to. I can do it right now..."
Jena covered her mouth with one of her hands. "Oh... I'm so sorry, I just realized... I haven't bought you a hospital-present! I'm going to buy one, right now... I'll be right back!" She hurried out of the room, leaving Sara with a raised eyebrow. She shrugged and laid herself back in the comfortable position. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, at lease for a little while.
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