Here you go! I'm sorry it took so long and i'm sorry it's so short. I had so much trouble with this chapter it's not funny. Anyway, on with the story!


"So you see, you weren't supposed to live. Your death was supposed to get him where it would hurt most. He's never been in love before, you see, but I invited him to my house a few months back and you were all he talked about. Sara, Sara, Sara. So, I figured that you were the best way to hurt him. That's why I came after you. To get him. I should be the one who sits up there in the 'supervisor' chair on the night shift. That should have been ME! Instead it was him. I figured, why not kill two birds with one stone? So I planted his DNA and fingerprints on the weapon I used to murder my wife. Once he gets arrested, I can have this job." At that, Grissom recognised the voice. Frank Jones. His arch nemesis in high school. Grissom was the only person in the state to beat Frank in the HSC for science, chemistry and biology to be exact. Grissom took more science units than that, and topped the state in every one of them, but Frank came second. Frank didn't want second. He wanted first. But Grissom had first. Grissom knew then that this was aimed at him. Sara had suffered all this…for him, and neither of them new it until just now. But Grissom had to stop this tirade of thoughts, because Frank was speaking again.

"So now, I'm going to flick this switch. This one, right here, that keeps your life support running. You're the only person on this planet who can incriminate me, and we can't have that now can we? No. So, I'm gonna pull this switch, and finish the job I started a month and a half ago. You're gonna die for your darling Grissom, and there's nothing you can do to stop me! Ha ha, here I go, are you watching?" Right at that moment, Grissom burst through the door.

"Oh, I don't know Frank, do you really want to do that?" Frank whipped around, and upon seeing Grissom, a look of uttermost hatred flashed across his features. He was so intent on watching Grissom's face that he didn't notice the mobile phone that was quietly ringing Brass behind Grissom's back. "Sara, are you okay?" He asked, not for Sara's sake, but for Brass's. Content that Brass now knew where to find him, he turned back to Frank.

"So you did this to get at me?"

"Yes. With you out of the way, I could have your job, like I was supposed to. So…" Grissom notices that his hand is still on the life support switch. "So…now you can watch while I kill the only person you love Gil.

"Leave her out of this Frank. You don't want her. Let her go. I'll resign. You can have my job. Just please, please, leave her alone." A grin spread slowly over the other man's face.

"Ahhh, but Gil, what would be the fun in that? If I kill her, it will make your life hell. AND, on top of that, I will STILL get your job. Don't you see? This way is so much more destructive. It will completely ruin you. You'll be a shell. That's what I want. So here I go, I'm gonna flick this switch Gil." He turned slightly, and reached for the life support machine.

Sara had been floating in and out of the conversation for several minutes now. As hard as she was trying to stay focused on it, she was having trouble. She knew enough, however, to get the general gist of what was going on. She knew that this guy, she couldn't remember his name, was just about to kill her, but then Grissom came in. And then they were talking, and then… Grissom was going to give up his job for her! He was going to resign, just so she could live! Just as she began to fully comprehend this, she was distracted by a very loud, sudden noise. Then there was a large thud as something heavy hit the floor. She looked over at Grissom, who was shaking slightly, with a grimace on his face. Held out in front of him, was his handgun. He sank to the floor next to her bed, shaking. He leant against her mattress in an attempt to steady himself. Next thing Sara knew, nurses, doctors and police officers were running into her room. She barely noticed them however, for she had eyes only for the shuddering man slumped against her bed.