I Do Not Own CSI

"You ready to call it a day," Gil asked as he helped Sara out of the car as they walked up the driveway.

"Yes, I can hear the bed calling my name," Sara said, leaning her head on Gil's shoulder as they walked.

"Sara," Gil said as they reached the front door, to see it slightly ajar.

"Maybe she just didn't realize it wasn't closed all the way," Sara said as they slowly pushed the door open, only to hear the dog barking.

"Where is he," Gil wondered as Sara followed the sound, the two coming to finally look at the mess that was their house.

"What the hell," Sara said, looking at her destroyed living room.

"We've been robbed."

Hearing Bruno's whimpers shook Sara out of her trace. She opened the closet door only to see her dog come flying out of it.

"Mom," Gil said, knowing she couldn't hear him.

"Bruno, where's grandma," Sara asked worriedly, watching as the dog ran to the kitchen, both Gil and Sara on his heels.

"Mom," Gil said, seeing his mother passed out on the floor.

"Marie," Sara said softly with tears in her eyes.

"Sara, call 911. Mom, come on wake up," Gil said, putting his mother's head in his lap. He was relieved to find her pulse was still strong, but the dried blood on the side of her head made Gil worry.

"ETA is five minutes," Sara said, kneeling down beside Marie.

"Marie," Sara said, brushing her hand down the side of her face, letting out the breath she was holding as Marie moaned in pain.

"Mom, you've got to wake up."

"Head hurrrtts."

"It looks like it, too," Gil said softly as Marie's eye's fluttered open.

"Welcome back."

"Marie, what happened," Sara asked.

"Came to drop off pie, got hit over the head with the vase."

"Did you see who did this, Mom," Gil asked as the paramedics burst through the door.

"In here," Sara yelled.

"We came home to find her passed out, head injury, she was hit with a glass vase," Sara explained as she and Gil were pushed away so they could do their work.

"Do you know what year it is Mrs…"

"Grissom, call me Marie, and its 2000."

"And where are you now?"

"My son and daughter-in-law's house."

"And how old is your son?"

"Forty-four."

"Good, memory seems to be ok. We're going to roll you on to the back board and then take you to the hospital, ok?"

"Ok"

"On three, one, two, three," they said, rolling Marie.

"Are one of you coming with us?"

"I am," Gil said.

"I'll call Jim and wait here until he shows," Sara told him.

"Call me. Let me know what's going on."

"I will," Gil said, giving her a quick kiss goodbye before following his mother out.

"Brass"

"Jim," Sara said.

"Sara, what's wrong?"

"We've been robbed. Gil's mom was knocked out on our kitchen floor. She and Gil are on the way to the hospital now and.."

"Sara, slow down! What happened?"

"Sorry. Gil and I came home to find the house destroyed. Bruno was locked in the closet howling. Marie was hit over the head with a vase, she was passed out until Gil and I came home. We need someone over here."

"I'll call the guys. We'll be over soon," Jim said softly.

"Sara?"

"It's connected, Jim. My brother and I robbed on the same day?"

"We'll be over soon, just sit tight."

"Thanks, Jim."

"Mom," Gil said as he was finally let into her room.

"Gil"

"How's the head?"

"Hurts like hell."

"Mom, what happened?"

"Sit down," Marie asked.

"I saw the person who did this."

"That's great! What did he look like?"

"She, Gil. It was Sara's mother, Laura."

"WHAT!?"

"She came up behind me. I turned when I thought it was Sara. I guess my senses aren't all that sharp anymore."

"Mom, I have to-," Gil said, motioning to his phone.

"Go, I'm fine."

"Gil, how's your mom," Sara asked as the whole room stood silent. The team were all hoping for good news.

"Good, good, she's ok. Yes, she can stay with us, I wouldn't have it any other way," Sara said as the team all looked at her, watching the conversation.

"She did? Can she ID her?"

"She did, who was it?"

"Why do I have to sit?"

"Fine, fine, ok who was it," Sara said, sitting on the kitchen chair. The team watched as she dropped the phone on the floor and tears came to her eyes.

"Sara," Catherine said, rushing over as Warrick picked up the phone.

"Griss? Yeah, she's crying. What's going on," Warrick asked as Grissom explained who hit Marie.

"Ok, one of us will drop her off at the hospital to see Marie. We've got her Griss, just take care of your mom," Warrick said, closing the phone.

"Sara, you have to relax and breathe before you hyperventilate," Catherine said as Greg came over with a glass of water.

"Who did it, Rick," Nick asked.

"Sara's mom."

"Your mom," Greg asked as Sara nodded.

"Sara, why would your mom do this?"

"Payback"

"For what?"

"Who knows. Jim, find her and put her behind bars, where she belongs," Sara said, wincing slightly as pain shot through her stomach.

"Oh god!"

"Sara?"

"I think that was a contraction."

"Greg, help me get Sara to the car. You three stay and process," Jim ordered to the four as he and Greg moved towards Sara to get her in the car.

TBC

How much more trouble do you think Laura is going to cause???

Thank you for all the wonderful reviews

Katie

PS, keep the faith everyone, even after last nights eppy, just keep chanting GSR will be ok, there is a light at the end of the tunnel!