I know, I know. Not only did it take for ever… this chapter is dreadfully short. Don't yell. I needed to get this one out, because it had been sitting on my computer, half-written for the longest time and it was beginning to taunt me so I had to get it out real fast because it was just one of the chapters that were hard to swallow, or in this case write. The next chapter, and you can guess what it will be about when you get done reading it will be out soon. Ok, sorry again guys for the wait. Here it is:
Brass stayed on top of things the entire time. He was kind of expected to anyways. So, whenever anything happened, Brass knew about it. And after he heard about it, he would tell one of the CSI's. Unfortunately, there wasn't much to tell.
Everything had been going ok for a while. Well, as ok as it could be under the circumstances. Both CSI's were alive; possibly hurt, but alive. Now however, no one was real sure. Greg was slowly dying, they knew that. But from the new information, Sara could already be dead. Hell, Sanders could be dead now too, Brass thought darkly. But the CSI team could not loose both. It would be hard enough losing just one.. But both?
Sara and Greg were very important to them all. Greg was like the baby of the family. He was the rookie that everyone was helping and he was also becoming an excellent CSI. And then you add the fact that he had been the quirky lab rat that everyone had known for years. And then Sara… Sara was like everyone's sister. They all had some kind of relationship with her that was important. And like Greg, they had known her for a long time. But they had worked a lot closer with Sara than they had Greg.
Either one dying would be devastating, both dying would be enough to tear every one of the remaining CSIs to pieces.
Which is why they needed to do something to help them out. The longer they stayed in there, the more chance they had at dying if they weren't already dead.
Brass slowly moved over so that he had a better view of the store and its contents. At first, he wasn't able to see anything, but that changed when he recognized the outline of Regie moving towards the back of the store, then back up to the isle he had come from. He seemed to be talking to someone! Brass' heart jumped a little. But it was short-lived as he watched Regie pull something out of his pocket and bring it up to some small red thing in his hand. Just as it hit him what the object was, he saw two people start hobbling towards the door; one leaning heavily on the other. Brass felt himself being ushered further from the store, but never took his eyes off the two people trying to get out of it.
The people had just barely made it through the door when the store exploded. The on-looking crowd could feel the heat from the flames, but the explosion wasn't large enough to do much damage. Unless you were standing too close like the two people were. They were both lifted off the ground, and thrown forward.
Brass watched as the firefighters doused the flames and then he looked over and saw Catherine, Warrick, Nick and Grissom all watching the scene unfold. They all seemed to be waiting for some sort of sign telling them how their friends were.
Finally, the firefighters said that the paramedics could be brought in. Brass saw them rush forward, but was semi-surprised to see the CSI's also running towards the victims of the explosion.
She knew it was them. It had to be them because they had to be alive. As soon as she saw the firefighters motioning for the medics, she, along with the rest of the team darted out to where the people were. Hoping and praying that it was the people they wanted to see. Hoping to see them alive, Catherine corrected herself.
It didn't take them too long to reach them, but with all the glass and other items littering the ground around them, they had to be careful.
As they came up closer to the forms lying motionless on the ground, everyone held their breath as they watched the medics poking them and putting masks and other things on them. It was the moment of truths.
Catherine walked up to one of them, and felt a wave of relief as she saw Sara's face. She didn't look amazing, but Catherine knew it could have been much worse. Small cuts with drops of blood stained her face and she was lying limply, moving only when she was moved by the medic. Other than those few things, she looked promising. Catherine noticed that the other CSIs moved between Sara and Greg, but Catherine wasn't paying much attention. She want to be sure that Sara was ok, so she asked the medic.
"Sir? Sir? Is.. Is she ok?" Her voice still shaky and unsure.
The medic looked up at her.
"Yes ma'am, she's stable and I'm pretty sure she will be fine, but they will know more at the hospital." With that, the medic, now accompanied by a much younger one, lifted Sara onto a stretcher and hurried her off into an awaiting ambulance.
Catherine sighed.
One down, on to go.
She turned around and noticed that almost every was looking at her. A sense of relief plastered on their faces, but Catherine could make out a worried look as well. She slowly walked over to them, then over to the medic that was working on who she was sure was Greg. Standing over them was Nick, looking a little sick. Catherine came up behind them and looked at the unconscious Greg lying on the ground.
He had a neck brace on and was being rolled onto a backboard when she saw him. Before the medics could run off to the other ambulance, Catherine got a glimpse of Greg.
He was pale and like Sara, and cuts all over his face. He also seemed to have a wound on his head that Catherine guessed was from earlier that night. Over-all, he looked like a sick little kid that they all wanted to help, but couldn't touch. They stood their and watched Greg being loaded into the vehicle and rushed away to the hospital.
Catherine looked over at Grissom, Nick, Warrick and Brass. They were all watching where the ambulance once was.
"How is Sara?" Catherine heard Warrick ask softly.
"Medic said she was going to be ok probably. She looked ok too, but the hospital will have more info."
All of this was said numbly and without even looking at each other. They seemed to have been thrown into this surreal place; half relieved their friends were out, but still worried for what the future could still hold for them.
Alright, there you go. So, like I said, you can probably guess what the ext chapter will be about. Real fast, I want to apologize to everyone for not having people worry about Sara enough. That was a bad choice as a writer. As you know, I am all about Greg, but I love it when he has someone to interact with, so that's why Sara is in there, to compliment dear Greggo. So, by adding her in there, I automatically sign up to use her more than just every now and then, and I didn't do that completely so sorry. That's why this one had a lot more her in there. The next one will be awesome. Leave some sweet comments! Mucho amour!