Chapter 3

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Rating: M

The tears wouldn't stop as she stood in the ICU looking in the large glass viewing widow. The doctor was scrambling and directing nurses as to what he needed. Then came the fateful sound. The long drawn out beep. His heart had stopped. More nurses rushed in to give aid. She stood alone crying and praying that they could restart his heart. Time seemed to stand still. Several minutes passed and yet the doctor wouldn't give up. Yet still nothing. Finally another doctor made him stop. The patient was gone. Nothing more could be done. His injuries were too severe.

A doctor stepped out of the room. "I'm sorry Miss Sidle, we did all we could. Mr. Grissom's injuries were too severe." Then he walked away.

Standing alone Sara began to fall to her knees. Her life had fallen apart. Just as she hit the ground the jolt stunned her. Screaming Sara leapt up from the bed gasping for breath and sweating profusely. As she became more aware of her surroundings, not my bed but Grissom's. Still something felt wrong. She reached for her cell phone. As she was about to dial it rang.

"Sidle."

"Sara, Catherine. Get up and get dressed I'm on my way to pick you up. Brass and Grissom were attacked at the crime scene. They are both en route to the hospital. I'll be there in 5 min." and with that she hung up.

Sara sat stunned. Something was very wrong and how did Catherine know where she was anyway. She would ask later as she scrambled out of bed and got dressed. Faster than she ever had before. And just on time Catherine showed up. She jumped into the Denali and Catherine headed toward the hospital.

When they reached the ER Nick and Greg were already there in the waiting room. Warrick stepped out to get everyone coffee. Sara was on edge demanding to know what happened. Becoming more frantic by the second. Nick just walk up to her and hugged her tightly to prevent her from moving. She just broke down and cried onto his shoulder. Catherine had informed everyone of her and Grissom's rendevous after shift. When Warrick returned he brought coffee and explained to every one what went down. Sara cried even harder picturing Grissom lying on the ground being beaten to death.

"Are you all here for Mr. Brass and Mr. Grissom?" as the doctor appeared into the waiting room.

They all just nodded to let the doctor continue.

"Well Mr. Brass has suffered several broken ribs, broken wrist, and many bumps and bruises. Mr. Grissom's condition is more severe. Along with a broken clavicle, and broken ribs, his spleen was badly damaged along with his kidney's. We removed his spleen and are monitoring his kidney's however that's the easy part. He suffered massive head trauma. We have more tests to run on him but as of right now his condition is critical and he's in a coma. After more testing we'll be able to give a more definitive prognosis. Mr. Brass is awake if you want to visit him." said the doctor.

"I want to see Gil now." Sara said firmly with tears in her eyes. "Please, I need to see him. Please." And she collapsed crying as Nick bent over to pick her up.

After seeing her emotion the doctor said, "He's in ICU now but I don't see where a few minutes will hurt."

"Thank you." replied Catherine as she helped Sara to her feet.

The boys went to visit Brass while she took Sara to see Grissom knowing that she would break down again.

They stood in the door way just looking at his still form. He was on a ventilator, and other wires and tubes ran to the various machines surrounding him.

Sara felt her self begin to shake as she looked him over. He was badly bruised, and had many cuts on his face and they had shaved his beard off to apply stitches. She reminded herself that he was in a coma and read that if you talk to people while in a coma they seem to respond and awaken faster. She glanced at Catherine who pointed to the chairs outside telling Sara that she would wait. Sara took in a deep breath approached his bed and took a hold of his hand.

She began to sob and try to think of something to say. "Hey sweetheart. I hope you can hear me. I want you to know that I love you very much and I will be right by your side til you wake up. Brass is doing well. Everyone is praying that you will get better." Then she began to let the tears flow. "Grissom please come back to me. I can't live without you. You gotta fight and get better. Do it for me please don't give up, I love you." She leaned forward and kissed his forehead and caressed his cheek. "I'll be back soon."

She stepped out into the hall emotionless. When Catherine got up to embrace her she broke down and cried. Catherine just rocked her until she calmed down and tried to reassure her that everything was going to be fine and led her to the chairs. Just then the elevator opened up and Nick, Greg, and Warrick stepped out. Nick took over for Catherine so they could get back to the lab. Nick was going to stay with Sara first.

Four hours later they told Sara that they were ready to move Grissom to a private room. Her and Nick followed the gurney as the nurses rolled him onto the elevator. He had been removed from the respirator and was breathing good on his own. The doctor told Sara that this was a great sign, however she wasn't paying attention and he noticed directing most of his comments toward Nick.

They both sat in Grissom's room, Nick was in the corner while Sara was perched at his side refusing to let go of his hand. Nick knew that if Grissom didn't wake up that Sara would completely fall apart.

Days past. Sara remained at Grissom's side the entire time. Catherine would bring her a few days worth of clothes at a time and take the dirty ones and get them washed for her. She took her showers in the bathroom of his room. The nurses would bring her the necessities to keep his beard shaven until the stitches were removed. It was time she enjoyed. She would talk to him about the news, update him on Brass's condition. In the evenings she read forensic journal articles to him. And yet so far no change in his condition.

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