I am really sorry that it took me so long to update. But thank you all so much for the reviews! They make me sooo happy. :D
I've started a second CSI fic, which I'll be posting after this one.

Anyway, back to the story now. Thanks again for the support!

/ Eva

Together We Can

a Greg & Sara story

Part Four

Greg wanted to say something about his annoyance of being told to shut up by two women in one hour, but he held his tongue, thinking of Sara.

Instead, he looked at Catherine, who was searching all over the bedroom and exploring all of the closets, clearly trying to find something.

'What are you doing?' Greg asked, impatiently after he glanced at Sara again.

'I am searching for...' Catherine mumbled, as she knelt down to check the lowest shelf of a closet, 'come on, there's got to be...'

Greg felt his annoyance rising, by the fague talking of the older CSI.

'Catherine, just tell me what you are looking for, I could help you searching...'

'I am looking for a rope, a cord, a piece of string... anything to pull Sara up with.'

Greg stamped with his foot on the floor in frustration. It was so easy, so simple... why couldn't he think of that himself?

Catherine tiptoed, trying to reach the top shelf of the closet, but she was too small.

'Uhm, Greg... could you...' she asked, slightly embarrassed.

Happy that she finally needed his help, Greg ran up the closet and reached his hand to the top shelf easily. He searched for a second and then smiled triumphantically, pulling out a blue jumping rope.

'Bingo!'

'Give that to me.'

Greg handed the rope to Catherine, who quickly walked to the window and climbed onto the window sill easily.

'Hey, hey, what are you doing?' Greg protested.

'What do you think, Greg!' she shouted back.

'Be careful, please, we don't want you to fall---'

Catherine didn't listen to him. She stepped onto the gutter, barely noticing the high.

'My God, Sara!' she shouted, seeing the brunette hanging there.

Sara looked up at her, scared.

'What are you gonna do?'

Catherine held up the jumping rope for Sara, and without waiting for her reaction, she began binding the rope around Sara's wrists.

Then she pulled the rope, so it tightened.

'Ouch!'

'Sorry... Greg!'

Greg appeared by the window. 'Yes!'

Catherine reached out the end of the rope for Greg to take and he grabbed it from her hand.

'Right. Now, Sara, when I say it you let go of the gutter. We'll pull you up. Got it?'

A weak 'yes' from Sara sounded. Catherine turned to Greg.

'Ready?'

'Of course!'

'Okay. Sara! You can let go now!'

Sara closed her eyes. She slowly let go of the gutter, her heart pounding, and she halfly expected to hit the ground soon, but the rope, or rather Catherine and Greg, held her.

The rope was digging into her skin painfully, but she felt relieved anyway that she wasn't hanging there on her own anymore.

Back in the room, Greg was trying hard to remain standing where he stood and not being dragged with the rope. Catherine was standing in the gutter, trying the same.

'Greg!' she shouted. 'Are you ready to pull?'

'Yes, I am!'

'Okay then. One, two, three... pull!'

She and Greg used all of their strength and much to their pleasure, they succeeded.

Slowly, they pulled Sara up, until she was up to her stomach. Catherine reached ouf for her hand and helped Sara onto the gutter, too.

Sara took a deep breath, exhausted, but happy that she was no longer in danger. Her knees were still shaking.

'Now get the hell back in here, you guys!' Greg commanded.

Sara looked at him and a small smile appeared on her face.

'Yes, Greggo.'

To be continued.

I should just tell you, this part where Catherine can't reach the top shelf is actually based on something similar that happened to me. I was in a CD/DVD shop with two friends and I wanted to check out a DVD on the top shelf, but couldn't reach it, so I had to ask one of my friends... whaha. :D