"She suffered from severe shock, Miss. Sidle went into cardiac arrest on the way to the hospital, and we were able to revive her before any permanent damage could be done. She might be unconscious for a little while; her body is trying to recover from the trauma right now"

I looked at the doctor, feeling relief flood my insides. "Thank you doctor."

I turned to walk back into the semi-dark room before the doctor called my name.

"Mr. Grissom there's something else you should know…Miss. Sidle is six weeks pregnant, the baby is fine, the arrest didn't cause any damage that we know of there is a chance of miscarriage of course, I just thought I should let you know, your baby will most likely be fine but we'll keep an eye on it."

I was speechless, shocked, and heartbroken. Sara was pregnant with a child that did not belong to me. I didn't know what to do, Sara would surly never love me again now that this had happened. Oh God, what was I going to do?

"It's…it's not mine." I said, managing to spill the words from my mouth.

The doctor looked puzzled "Oh, I just assumed since you never leave her side, I'm sorry." He said before he walked away from the awkward moment, whereas I just stood standing still in my own misery.

After what felt like hours of just standing there I finally was able to pull myself together enough to turn around and walk back into Sara's room. I hoped to God that she wouldn't wake up while I was here, but I knew I wasn't leaving her side. The fact that she was pregnant with someone else's child didn't stop me from loving her, and I would stay here by her side until she woke up and yelled for me to leave.

I re-took my seat on the left side of Sara's bed and took her hand once more, praying that whatever did happen, that Sara would be happy.

But I couldn't ignore my suddenly, more than broken heart. How would I even get over this? When Sara was gone and I was alone again, how would I be able to keep myself sane enough to even function? How would I be able to keep my mind when I thought about the fact that Sara was carrying the child of another man and not only that, but she didn't love me? She would never love me now.

But who knows if I would even get that far. I might never even get the chance to feel the certain type of heart ache. The doctor said she would be fine, but by the looks of it, she looked anything but fine. Tubes sticking out of her, skin paler than I had ever seen it, and her body cold to the touch. No, I might feel a different type of heart ache, the kind where, indeed she was pregnant with another man's child, and yes she no longer would love me, but how can the dead love someone living? I felt sick, sicker than before, just thinking about it.

I suddenly didn't care, as long as Sara lived, as long as she lived and she was happy; as long as her child got a chance at this thing called life, I didn't care.

I fell asleep for some time; more than trouble by the thoughts and notions swimming dangerously in my head. I was awoken by the sound of people filing into the room, trying to be quite, but failing so miserably.

I opened my eyes slightly to see Nick and Warrick standing in the doorway. I ran through all my options in my head, I could stay here and pretend to be asleep and have Nick and Warrick either leave or whisper; or I could open my eyes and face what they had to dish out and then leave.

I chose the latter and opened my eyes, looking to the guys in the doorway after taking a long look at Sara.

Warrick and Nick looked at me to Sara and then back to me again; the emotions of anger and extreme sadness playing their features as they looked back and forth between us.

There was only silence for what seemed like ages until Nick's barely audible voice reached my ears. "Is she going to be okay? What have the doctors said?"

I looked at Nick with sympathetic eyes, though were the sympathy came from, I don't know.

"Well?" Warrick asked. I hadn't noticed that more than a minute had passed and Nick and Warrick were looking at me expectantly.

I shook my head slightly and stood up to stand in front of my chair and by Sara's side, still holding her hand.

"I talked to the doctor about thirty minutes ago. He said that she was in shock and she went into cardiac arrest on the way here. They were able to get her back before any permanent damage could be done, but ah, he said she could be unconscious for a little while. Her body is still trying to recover from the attack, so she might not wake up for a little while, but don't, ah, worry she'll be alright." I said, deciding as I spoke to leave out the part about the baby. If Sara didn't know, and I suspected she didn't because of the risks she had just recently taken, I wanted her to hear it from the doctor or from me, but I didn't want everyone else to know before her.

"And what are you doing here?" Nick asked a little harshly.

I looked at him with shock and I felt a sudden rush of anger, but I tried to not let it show through in my voice "I care for Sara, and I wanted to make sure she wasn't alone."

"Well she won't be alone anymore, so you can leave." Warrick said, coming to stand on the opposite side of Sara's bed.

I nodded my head slowly, not willing to put up a fight. I would be back soon enough. I bent down slightly and brought Sara's hand to my lips and then whispered "I'll be back soon honey, alright? Nick and Warrick are here to visit with you though."

I let go of her hand and turned to face Nick "Look, I know you hate me right now, and I know you have no reason to trust me, but please, call me if she wakes up?"

Nick gave me a warning look before he nodded his head slowly and took my spot by Sara's side.

I gradually made my way over to the door. I put my hand on the door knob, but before I could turn it, I gave one last look at Sara. She was beautiful, even when she was broken. My heart beat painfully as I felt tears sting my eyes, and that's when I knew it was my time to leave.

I turned away from the scene of Nick and Warrick conversing silently over Sara's body and turned the door knob and opened the door. I walked out into the cool, starch white, hospital hallway and shut the door behind me before I leaned up against it, in a sigh of resignation.

Whatever was going to happen in the future be it near or far away, I knew Sara would not be mine. Her heart belonged to a new being, and all I could do was hope that some little, tiny part of her heart, would hold onto me, and never forget me or the love we once shared a long, long time ago, before she loved another and before she left.

A/N okay so here it is, i am sorry it took me so long to update, i had all of winter break and i had like no inspiration, so i'm glad i could finally find some. And i know Nick and Warrick were a little mean, but remember Grissom was an ass to Sara. And one last thing, there's one or two more chapters coming, i haven't decided yet. But the last chapter be it one or two away is coming. So on that note, thank you so much for your reviews and support, they are very much appreciated.