Magenta Skies

Chapter 4

"Grissom!" Sara screamed as he struggled to look up at the sky. The rain washed away the blood that was streaming down his face, as he felt his heart beat uncontrollably in his chest. That's when he saw it; the sky was pure purple. It looked like an image out of a Tim Burton film, it was as if a child took a magenta crayon and colored in the heavens. There was no black or no blue; only the flush of purple. As his confusion continued, he looked down at his hands and saw his blood transform from scarlet red to violet.

"What the hell is happening to me?" Grissom's voice echoed across the road and saw an ambulance pull up along with several police officers. She wasn't breathing, and that's when he heard their voices. They weren't coming from the emergency workers; they were coming from somewhere else, somewhere higher above.

"You're going to be alright. Everything is fine, don't worry. Stay with me. Don't leave me. Please stay here." The voices were distorted; he had to struggle with all his might to hear each syllable in every word. Why couldn't they hear them? Wait! Why weren't they helping Sara?

Sara lay lifeless in the car in her purple gown, which was torn to shreds. From this distance, he couldn't see if she was dead, but in his heart, he knew she was alive.

He wanted to shout out to the workers to do something, but no words came out. The only voices he continued to hear were the voices above, and that's when she disappeared.

"Please help her, someone do something." Grissom moaned in his sleep.

Catherine gently shook Grissom awake. She couldn't stand to see him suffer this much, even though it was just a dream. As Grissom slowly awoke, he felt his body covered in sweat and his leg gently throb, reminding him that his dream had to have been real.

"I know she's alive, Catherine! You don't have to hide anything from me! Please just tell me the truth: you know who she is! I'm not crazy!" Grissom's heart continued to beat rapidly and his anxiety showed up loud and clear on the heart monitor.

"Grissom, do you know how hard you hit your head?" Catherine asked, trying to avoid his usual question.

"I don't remember. I just remember lying on the ground." Grissom replied, lightly feeling the bandages which wrapped his skull.

"You flew out of your front window at 50kms an hour and landed on rock solid cement on your right leg. You're lucky you didn't land on your head or else; you wouldn't be with us, and I'm thankful that you're alright. However, as your friend, I thought I would tell you the truth." Catherine announced, unable to keep her eyes locked with his.

Grissom was hoping that the reality would finally bleed through the madness once Catherine explained to him what was going on.

"The truth is: yes, there is a woman named Sara Sidle. You have mentioned her in the past, but that was in the past, Grissom, nearly ten years ago. The doctor thinks your mind has patched together people and places in the wrong order and contrived a bunch of false memories. It's like your brain has been temporarily short circuited." Catherine looked up to see him even more stressed.

"This is impossible! I'm not crazy, Catherine. I know she is alive and I know she is real. This all has to be a dream! This can't be happening. I was with her finally! Do you know how long I waited to tell her how I felt? I have nearly seven years of memories with Sara and you're trying to tell me that they're not real!" Grissom couldn't believe it. Someone was lying and it wasn't him; it seemed like he could trust no one any longer, even Catherine and the rest of the team had turned on him. He couldn't believe it, he was not crazy. He loved Sara and nothing in the entire world was going to stand in his way of finding her.

"I know it's tough to accept right now, but it is the truth. I'm hoping now that you know it; you will be able to recover faster. For your own good, Gil, forget about Sara and get better. We miss you like hell at work, you're our leader and we're going to be there for you no matter what. Just try and think about what I have told you." Catherine patted Grissom's sweaty hand one last time before leaving the room.

"I know you're out there, Sara, and I'm not going to rest until I find you." Gil immediately willed his body to recover as fast as possible.

As soon as he could walk, he wanted to investigate her whereabouts, someone was hiding something. He knew she was in the hospital…he could feel her.