Chapter Seven.
Sara was still on the ground, sobbing on Grissom's shoulder. Gil was holding her, as if he'd never let go. He didn't care that blood from Sara's cut was dripping onto his shoulder. As long as Sara was alive, he didn't care about anything else.
"Why... aren't you... at the lab?" Sara asked in between sobs.
"I didn't want to leave you." Gil answered.
"You already did leave me." Sara said.
"I know, but I came back." Gil said. Sara decided not to argue about it anymore. She had stopped sobbing, but tears still ran down her cheeks. Grissom rocked her back and forth, hoping it would calm her down.
"Grissom?" Sara asked.
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry." Sara said quietly. She regretted attempting to kill herself. Grissom smiled.
With the help of Gil Grissom, again, Sara Sidle cheated death.
Awhile later, Sara stopped crying. She thought about her Father's death, she thought about the fact that she didn't know where her Mother was or what happened to her. She thought about where her brother could be right now.
"Why am I like this?" She finally asked. "Why do I keep trying to kill myself?"
"You've done this more than once?" Gil asked. He moved so he could see Sara's eyes. Sara stared back at him, and realized that she never told him about her other suicide attempts.
"Yes." Sara answered quietly.
"Why?" Gil asked. He realized after he said it how stupid the question was.
"I couldn't take it anymore." Sara answered, her voice was still quiet.
"Sara, I want you to promise me that you won't try to kill yourself, ever again." Gil said.
"I can't do that," Sara replied.
"Please Sara." Gil pleaded.
"I can't."
"Sara-"
"I can't!" Sara said, a bit louder this time. "I can promise that I won't kill myself for now, but I don't know what will happen in the future." Sara explained.
Grissom paused before answering, "okay."
Sara hugged Gil closer and rested her head on his shoulder. Grissom didn't like that Sara wouldn't promise that she would never commit suicide, but he didn't want to argue with her. He would just have to settle with the promise he got, for now, that was okay.
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Both of them had stayed quiet for the ten minutes that passed. Then Sara decided to break the silence.
"I'm a bit hungry." Sara said. They both laughed.
"What would you like to eat?" Gil asked her. "I'll make it for you."
"I don't know, what are you willing to make?" Sara asked. She turned her head so she could see Gil's face.
"Pancakes." Grissom said.
"Pancakes? At nine o'clock?" Sara asked.
"Sure, why not?" Gil replied.
"I was thinking of... ice cream." Sara said.
"Okay, I'll get out some ice cream." Gil said. Sara went to her bedroom and put on some clean clothes. Gil put the razor that he tossed into the living room away, then he got out some ice cream and put it into two bowls. Sara came out of her bedroom. She put her arms around Gil's waist.
"I'm glad you're here," she said to him.
"I'm glad I'm here with you," Gil said back to her.
