The Consequences of Swimming

Rated: M

Summery: What does black panties, Catherine Willows, and a pool, have in common? Sara Sidle and Greg Sanders are about to find out.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews for the last chapter! I am glad you all liked it! Here is the next chapter, sorry it was delievered late, but I got it to you didn't I? Thrusday my schools back so I will try to update on my spare time, which might be thin considering the classes I am taking!

Disclaimer: Alright! I don't own CSI! There you got it out of me! If I did though, boy wouldn't that season finale went different . . .
It was an unnatural cold, one that spread slowly through her, from her toes to her head top. It slowly engulfed her, as the blood trickled down her head and chest. She felt light headed, and the things around her became nothing but blurred colors, the water washing away the evidence of pain. She tried to move, but her limbs laid useless as the blackness engulfed her, taking its sweet time.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to die, at least she wouldn't have to take that physics test on Monday. Maybe they would hold a ceremony for her, like they did when Allen Beckens died of lung cancer. Flowers, and an entire stadium of people, crying along to her favorite song, When I Get Where I'm Going.

"When I get where I'm going, on the far side of the sky, the first thing that I'm gonna do, is spread my wings and fly." She whispered softly as the blood flowed more quickly from the gaping wound in her head.

Flying, she hadn't been much for heights. But maybe once she gets there it wont be so bad, having wings and flying might be fun, who knows she might love it when she gets there. Do people have fears in heaven? She didn't know, she hadn't been able to read her Bible much since she came to ULV. She guessed she should have, would God send her to hell because she missed last Sunday's service at the chapel?

"I'm gonna land beside a lion, and run my fingers through his mane. Or I might find out what it's like, to ride a drop of rain."

Rain, they were plenty of it now. The water began to rise around her, beating down on her broken face. Even if she lived, even if she lived for someone to find her, she wouldn't be the same. She would be sacred, and if someone didn't find her soon, she was afraid infection would set up in the deep gashes in her broken legs.

"Yeah when I get where I'm going, there will be only happy tears. I will shed my sins and struggles I have carried all these years. And I will leave my heart wide open; I will love and have no fear. Yeah when I get where I'm going, don't cry for me down here."

She heard a rattle of bushes, and a swear from in the distance. Even though she knew it wasn't far away, it sounded like a lifetime. She closed her eyes, as the bleeding was heavy now and the blurred shapes made her head spin. The coldness was creeping up her fingers and her legs felt numb now to everything, even the rain.

"I will walk with my granddaddy, and he will match me step by step. And I'll tell him how much I've missed him every minute since me left, and then I'll hug his neck."

She heard someone drop near her and warm hand wiped away stray hairs from her dirt covered face.

"Hun, speak to me. Please wake up. Please," a voice whispered.

"Is it you? Are you okay?' she croaked.

"Yeah its me, I'll be fine. Come on, lets get you up. Jordan! Jordan help me."

"No, leave me, its over," she whispered.

"No, no its not, I haven't got to kick your ass properly because you came out here. We need to get you better and-"

"No, its over, I have lost to much blood, I will loose my legs. I am done. I want to go home, I want to see Papa and Momma again."

"No, no. I am so sorry I got mad, I didn't mean to I don't know why. You were right, I am a bitch," she whispered.

"No, your not. You're my best friend, I should have trusted you."

"Forgive me."

"There is nothing to forgive, just, just sing with me."

"I can't let you die! I need you for my physics final."

She laughed hoarsely, squeezing her hand with the little energy that she had left.

"Yeah when I get where I'm going, there will be only happy tears. I will shed my sins and struggles I have carried all these years. And I will leave my heart wide open; I will love and have no fear. Yeah when I get where I'm going, don't cry for me down here," they sung together.

She could barely feel the tears falling down her face, as her best friend kneeled beside her with tears matching her own. It was hard, but she knew she was lost, there was nothing to be done for her even if they did get her to an hospital. She really had nothing left; her grandmother would be fine without her. She didn't have anything to put in a will, or to leave behind. Just her best friend, that is all she worried about.

"So much pain and so much darkness, in this world we stumble through. All these questions I can't answer, so much work to do. But when I get where I'm going, and I see my makers face, I stand forever in the light, of his amazing grace."

"Listen to me, " she whispered, "Don't regret anything, never look back. Do you remember when we first met?"

"Yeah," she started, "We were in kindergarden, you asked me to borrow a cookie and I told you could have it, because once your done I don't want it back."

"We always thought of what we would do when we get older. We promised each other that we would be scientists and we would be together forever. You are going to grow up, you are going to be an amazing chemist. You are going to get married, have lots of babies and grow old with the one you love. Don't give up, you are going to die old, asleep warm in your bed."

"I can't go on without you. I have never been anywhere without you."

"You don't have to, I will always be with you. In your heart, and right behind you. I will protect you. The ones we love never really leave us."

"I am going to miss you," she whispered.

"I will miss you too. Hey, you here that? It's the angels. Their singing to me. Merlin it's beautiful. I wish you could here it."

"Bye Jen," she whispered as her best friend laid dieing.

"Yeah when I get where I'm going. Oh when I get where I'm going, there will be only happy tears. I will love and have no fear. Yeah when I get where I'm going, when I get where I'm going."

There was a moment of silence and Diane shook her slightly. Panic filled her and tears rolled out of her eyes. She grabbed her body, dragging it into the car and kissed her forehead. The light was out of her eyes, an unnatural dead look in her misty blue orbs. She took her hands, closing them and with all her might she pulled herself up.

"I love you Jenny."

Walking to the other side, she kneeled beside Jordan, who had been thrown out of the car and whispered to him.

"Jordan, wake up please. Jennys dead."

His eyes fluttered open and he sat up, giving her a tight hug.

"Come on, we need to call the police, get to the hospital."

"There is no reception in this rain, we are stuck."

But as she spoke the words, the rain began to ease up, but she knew that her grandmothers phone towers were probably blown over. Taking out her cell phone she dialed the number and prayed for someone to pick up.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"Yes, I have been in an accident. I am across from the LVU library."

"Is anyone injured?"

"Yes, my, my boyfriend, he is hurt. And my friend she, she's dead."

"Their will be police and an ambulance dispatched immediately. Do you need me to call anyone?"

"Yes, my grandmother, Sara Sanders she-"

"Yes, I know Sara, I will call her and get her to meet you at the hospital. Just hold in and keep pressure on his wounds."

"Alright. Please hurry.'

She closed the cell phone, and just as the man who had answered the phone ordered, she put her hands on his wounds and held them tightly.

"Boyfriend?" he asked softly.

"Yeah, only if you want to be."

He leaned forward, leaning up on his hands and kissed her softly on the lips before he laid back down, energy draining.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

She looked to the clouds where the rain had dispersed, and had traveled westward. She heard the blare of sirens and she looked to the sky again and whispered, "Thanks Jen. I owe you one."