I Do Not Own CSI
"You going to be ok," Jim whispered into her ear as he held Sara in his arms, her tears making his bloody shirt wet.
"Not until he's awake," she said, pulling back from his embrace and looking at his shirt and her hands.
"You're covered in his blood," she said, looking at him and then at her hands, that also had blood all over them now as well.
"Sara," Jim said.
"I think I'm going to be sick."
"Garbage can." He pointed behind her as Sara lost her contents of last night's dinner that she had shared with Gil.
"Take deep breaths, Sara. Try to breathe," Jim said, rubbing her back as the dry heaves kicked in.
"Better"
"A little, I know we don't know each other very well, but thank you for calling me."
"He told me to. He loves you. He wouldn't want you to get a call like that from the hospital personnel," he said in hushed tones as the gang walked over. Catherine coughed to get their attention.
"How's Gil?"
"He's in surgery," Jim spoke as Warrick, Nick and Catherine all looked at Sara.
"And you are…," Nick asked.
"Nick, Catherine, Warrick, this is Sara Sidle. She's a CSI out in San Francisco. Sara, this is Nick, Catherine and Warrick."
"You're Grissom's family," Warrick asked.
"Um, I, we, we've been together for awhile now."
"Romantically," Catherine asked.
"Yeah"
"Catherine," Jim warned, seeing that she was about to ask more questions.
"Come on, Jim, let's get you out of those clothes," Nick said.
"Oh crap, Sara, you're going to need to change, too, Gil's blood…"
"Is now on me. Catherine can you do this," she asked, looking at her hands and then at Catherine with tears in her eyes.
"Of course, over there, then we can all go upstairs," She motioned to a curtained off area.
"Catherine, no questions, at least not now, Gil keeps his private life private for a reason. Wait until later," Jim said, watching as Sara sat down on the bed, her tears starting again.
"Ok, but I want details later," she said, trying to not let the gloom take over.
"The nurse gave me a pair of scrubs to wear," Sara said as Catherine closed the curtain.
"Good. So you're a CSI out in San Francisco," Catherine asked as she bagged Sara's top.
"Yeah, level three"
"Really"
"I started at CSI when I was 24, moved up to a level three pretty quickly."
"You must have been in college when you were young."
"I finished high school at 16, got a full ride into Harvard and Berkley, I have a masters in physics," Sara explained as she started to put on the scrubs.
"How long have you known Gil?"
"Year and a half or so"
"And you have his POA?"
"Is that a problem," Sara asked somewhat irritated.
"No, it's just none of us even knew Gil had a girlfriend."
"We're both private people. There was no need to say too much," she said as the two walked towards the elevators, meeting Jim and Nick. Warrick was already up on the fifth floor.
"You doing ok, cookie," Jim asked Sara getting a small smirk out of her.
"Cookie?"
"No? I kinda like it."
"No, its fine, but you barely know me. We've met, what, four times," she said stepping into the elevator.
"And I blame Gil for that, he's tends to keep you all to himself when you're here."
"That's my fault. He wants to take me out but I want to stay in. I usually win," she said, getting a smirk out of Nick and Catherine and a chuckle out of Jim.
"Very true, that's why I usually stop by for breakfast."
"Just be sure to knock."
"I've learned my lesson," he said as the elevator came to a stop.
"Oh, I so want the details on this," Catherine whispered to Nick as Sara went to the front desk to get Gil's paperwork.
"Me too, but you heard Jim, Cath. No pushing for details, we have to let Sara and Grissom talk, we can't force them."
"And you won't force them," Jim said behind the pair, making them jump.
"Sara is a lot like Gil, those two are two peas in a pod. And she can read people like I have never seen. How do you think she became a level three CSI so quickly? If you try and push her, she'll speak her mind and tell you what she thinks. You got me?"
"Loud and clear," Nick said, watching as he went to go sit beside Sara.
"I don't get why there is so much paperwork," She mumbled.
"It's a pain in the ass, I know," Jim said, taking a seat beside her.
"His middle name is Arthur," Jim asked.
"Didn't you read his file, Jim? You should know this stuff."
"I skimmed it, just like I have skimmed over yours the past couple months."
"What do you think?"
"That I want you at our lab. I've been trying to get approval from the Director to hire someone, I think now I'll get it. If you still want the job it's as good as yours."
"Can I think about it?"
"You're having second thoughts?"
"About coming here and staying with Gil, no. But if he doesn't make it I can't," she said through another sob.
"Hey, he's going to make it. You said it before, he's as strong as an ox and stubborn like a mule, too. So when you're ready, the job is here."
"When I know for sure, ok?"
"Ok," he said as the room fell silent.
Within the hour Sara had finished all of Gil's paperwork, handing it back to the nurse.
"Is there any news yet," she asked.
"Sorry ma'am, not yet," she replied as Sara went to sit back down impatiently.
By the second hour Sara again went and asked, "Anything?"
"Afraid not"
Third hour
"As soon as I know something, you will know," the nurse said as Sara approached her again.
Fourth hour
"Can you please check for an update," she asked.
"I'll see what I can do."
Fifth hour
"Any change?"
"I haven't gotten the call," the nurse said. Sara slumped and walked back to her chair, wondering how many more people were going to filter into the waiting room. Brass pointed out to her lab techs, Doc Robbins and David.
Sixth hour
"Family of Gilbert Grissom," the sweaty doctor said to the waiting room full of people. Sara slowly stood and made her way towards him.
that's evil isn't it, leave you hanging, lol! don't worry you will get another post tomorrow
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Katie