A/n- and we're back. This is officially the second last chapter of this story so please enjoy it and I hope you have enough energy to type a little review. Thanks again to everyone who reviewed and I really hope you guys like this one!

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Grissom was beginning to get a migraine from inhaling all the sterile products in the hospital. The team and him had been sitting there for hours. Warrick and Nick were side by side. Warrick had his head in his hands and Nick was so depressed looking. They wanted to see Sara now and hug and fill her heart with warmth and they never wanted to let her out of their sight. Both men had realised how much she meant to them.

Greg sat silently in the corner of the room knees drawn to his chest. He was right there and he could have helped but all he did was stare at her body. He wanted to kill James but he body wouldn't let him move. Grissom had sent him out. He knew there was never a chance for him to be with Sara but he never wanted to lose the friendship they shared. He couldn't wait to see her.

Brass was beside Grissom lost in his thoughts. How could he have let that go on for so long? Why did he wait outside? He knew he was like a father to Sara and he couldn't imagine losing both children, now thinking back to Ellie who wouldn't even speak to him. He cried for a while but pulled himself together for her.

Catherine was beside him with a tear stained face. She couldn't forget what she read in the note. She never meant to act that way to Sara or to treat her with disrespect. James had made it quite clear that she was a part of why he did this to Sara and now Catherine hoped Sara could somehow forgive her. She promised Sara that if she could forgive her Catherine would never leave her side.

Grissom was there. He didn't cry. He didn't do anything. The thoughts in his head were too much. The images of Sara and James on top of her were more than enough for him to kill and now he knew it was too late. As much as he didn't want to he agreed with James when he said Sara needed someone younger and whom she would love. He loved her no doubt but could she really forgive him now and still love him? He stared at the floor and waited for the doctor.

"Mr. Grissom?"

"That's me," he stood "how is she?"

"Well," he began.

"Was she…" he paused looking at the floor wondering what could have happened to her, "assaulted?"

"No," Catherine cried now. "She needed a few stitches for the abrasion on her forehead and she suffered a mild concussion. For being held this long Sara put up a fight but I have to warn you Dr. Grissom, Sara may be physically healthy but I am concerned of her emotional state. She hasn't spoken one word since coming to the hospital. I know this is not my call but I would suggest some type of therapy for her to get well."

Grissom tried to suppress the tears welling in his eyes. How could he have let this happen to her? She has been through enough throughout her life and for something with this trauma to happen to her was not fair. Grissom wished he didn't send her away like that. He wanted all this to go away and disappear but he knew the reality was he was going to have to see her and he prayed she would forgive him for what he did to her.

"Can I go see her please?" Grissom choked.

"She's asleep now but I don't see why you can't be by her side when she wakes. Room 501 down the hall on your left."

Before Grissom even made a step Catherine ran down the hall. He turned to his team and spoke.

"You guys should go home and get some sleep. When she gets home you can come and visit." The team looked shocked after what he said but they knew he wanted time with her so they slowly trailed wiping their eyes from tears of joy that she was better.

"Sara?" Catherine stood over Sara's sleeping body and spoke with her soft, soothing motherly voice.

Sara had planned to pretend to sleep through the visit but Catherine had already seen the tear that fell down her face. She opened her eyes.

"Hey honey," Catherine said through blurry eyes. Why did she have to cry? Sara thought. She felt bad enough for making them look for her and she didn't want this to be the reason for Catherine to be nice to her. "Cath…?"

"Yeah, it's me. How are you feeling?" no answer. After a moment she started balling and tried to make her words audible, "Sara I wish you knew how sorry I am. I…we were trying to find you and I was looking really hard and I was so scared I just wanted you home safe. I don't hate you at all. I'm sorry I…"

"Shh." Sara put her hand on Catherine's and cried. "None of this is your fault. I know you don't hate me." It was a little ironic that Catherine, who was not held hostage, was crying to Sara. Catherine plopped on the chair by Sara's bed and rested her head on the bed. Sara didn't know how to react to these actions so she just stroked her hair like her mother did when Sara was a little girl and was hurt.

Moments passed and Catherine stood laughing. Sara was confused. Catherine wiped her teary eyes and said, "Sara you are so tough. If you need anything come to me. Starting now you and me are going to be friends." She placed her hand on Sara's shoulder, smiled and strode out.

Gil's heart rate was increasing with every step he made to her door and by the time he reached the outside he wondered if she wanted to see him. He questioned her ability to face the man who put her in this hospital. He stopped doubting, walked in and sat in the chair next to the bed. Her white smooth face was facing the wall, a single tearstain down her perfect cheek. He took her sleeping hand into his. He caressed her hand for a few seconds before speaking.

"Sara…you might not want me here right now and I will understand if you don't want to ever see me again but I have to tell you one last thing. Sara, honey, you are an amazingly strong woman with more charisma and determination than I have ever seen. I've known you a very long time and I have learned so much from you. You were the one who taught me to dig deeper into why and not just who. I don't know if you can hear me but I love you Sara and I would do anything for you. I'm so sorry about the incident at the lab. I don't want you to leave. You are the one who keeps me sane at night when I have bad dreams. I wish I could take all of your pain away because I hate knowing that I did this. That I am the reason you are here."

He stopped talking to her and began talking to himself, "If I'd have just let you stay. If I'd have just…" he choked out a tear and rested his head at her side not letting go of her hand. "I'm sorry Sara. So sorry"

She could feel his warm breath on her soft hand and she felt safe for the first time in a long time. Suppressing the tears was no longer and option.

"Stop! Please stop it." Sara could not control the tears falling from her face. Why did he do this to her. Why does he say this now when she is in a hospital bed?

"Why do you do this Grissom? You can tell me you love me when I'm in a hospital bed but not when I ask you to dinner or when we are together? I can't take it! I just want your love. Stop being scared and open your eyes. Just love me!" She was short of breath and stared to cough.

At that moment the doctor with the lab coat walked in.

"Well I think that is enough visitors for today. Dr. Grissom I think Sara needs some sleep now. I'm sure tomorrow will be a better day to visit." Grissom stood not taking his eyes from hers. They held each other's gaze for a moment or two and then he turned and left. Is he coming back? She wondered what the look he gave her meant.

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