Chapter Two ;
Catherine walked into Sara's hospital room. Grissom was sitting in a chair, next to Sara, watching her sleep. For the first time in a very long time, Catherine had seen Sara calm. Catherine walked over and stood beside where Grissom was sitting.
"Gil." Catherine said, and Grissom was snapped back into reality.
"Yes?" Gil asked, still watching the quiet Sara sleep.
"Nick, Warrick and Greg are at Sara's apartment. The place looks trashed, it's going to be hard to find anything." Catherine explained.
"You mean, it's going to take a long time to find anything." Gil corrected. He looked at Catherine and gave her a Grissom look.
"Right." Catherine said, then she walked out of the room. Leaving Grissom to watch Sara sleep.
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Sara woke up a couple hours later. She sat up in the hospital bed.
"Hi." Sara said to Gil. "You're still here? What time is it?"
"It's just after midnight." Grissom answered.
"Were you watching me sleep?"
"Umm... well... yes." Grissom said, he couldn't think of a good excuse.
"Why?" Sara asked quietly.
"You look peaceful when you're sleeping." He said.
"Thanks, I think." Sara said, resting her head on the pillow, but still looking at Grissom. They sat in silence for a while, then Nick came in.
"Hey Sara." Nick said, standing beside Gil.
"Hi." Sara said and smiled briefly at him.
"Feeling better?" Nick asked.
"Kind of, I have a headache but... everything else is fine." Sara said. Nick left ten minutes later. Grissom stayed quiet, thinking over everything in his head.
"My apartment is a crime scene now, isn't it?" Sara asked, breaking the silence.
"Yes." Grissom answered. "Nick, Warrick, Greg and Catherine are there."
"I'm going to have to explain about my family to everyone, sooner or later, right?" Sara asked.
"Probably." Gil replied after thinking about it.
"Do you know when I'm going to be released?"
"You'll be out by the end of the night."
"Ok." Sara said. "You should go home and get some rest."
"If I did go home, I probably wouldn't sleep." Grissom said. Sara figured that was a good enough excuse, for now. She liked the company anyway.
The two of them talked for a while, Sara had a nap, then they talked some more. Finally, Sara was released at 4:00AM. Gil and Sara walked out into the parking lot and towards Grissom's car that Catherine had dropped off earlier.
"Grissom?" Sara asked.
"Yes?" Gil answered as he stopped walking.
"My apartment is a crime scene, where am I supposed to go?" Sara asked.
"Well, there's my house?" Grissom suggested. Sara hesitated, but she didn't have another choice.
"Ok." Sara said and smiled. "Thank you." They got into Gil's car and drove to Grissom's townhouse. Sara hadn't been there many times, it brought back memories of the Strip Strangler case. She pushed away the memories as they arrived at the house. Gil unlocked the front door and Sara walked in. It hadn't changed much since she had been there. Gil looked at the clock, it was 4:30AM.
"Do you want something to eat?" Grissom asked.
"No, I'm good." Sara answered, sitting down on the couch.
"Ok, I'll go get some blankets for the couch." Gil said, he went into one of the closets and got out a pillow and a warm blanket. He handed them to Sara and she put them out on the couch. Gil started to walk to his bedroom.
"Grissom." Sara said. Gil turned back around and looked at her. "Stay with me." Sara said quietly.
"I'm here, Sara." Grissom said, sitting down on the couch.
"I know. It's just... I'm scared." Sara said. Grissom looked into Sara's eyes and saw the face of a little girl.