I Do Not Own CSI

"Please, Chris, don't," Sara begged in her sleep, her nightmare plaguing her.

"Stop, I'm pregnant, please don't do this! Please!"

"Sara," Gil said, touching her shoulder, gently shaking her.

"Sara, wake up, honey."

"Please don't hurt me!"

"Sara, it's just a dream, wake up," Gil said louder, startling Sara awake, her eyes wide as she cowered to the far side of the bed.

"Sara, honey, it was just a dream. You're ok."

"Gil?"

"Yeah, honey, come here," Gil said, pulling Sara into him, as her sobs wracked her body.

"Shhh, honey, its ok, it's alright."

"It's not alright, Gil," Sara said, separating from him, standing up.

"Sara?"

"No, Gil, it's not alright. Everything is not ok. I was almost raped!"

"I know, Sara."

"This isn't easy for me," Sara shouted.

"You think this is easy for me, watching my wife, my soul mate, in pain and hurt? Trust me, Sara, I may not know your pain, but I'm suffering my own," Gil said, his own voice rising.

It didn't take long before cries could be heard from the other room.

"I'll go, try and go back to bed," Gil said, leaving the room to go and sooth his sons back to sleep.

"I don't want to sleep," Sara said, leaving the bedroom and making her way downstairs and into the kitchen.

"You want to talk," Maddie asked.

"Did you just hear all that?"

"Yeah, I was just coming home from Nick's. I was halfway up the stairs when I decided to come back down and wait it out."

"I'm sorry."

"Sara, you have nothing to be sorry about, nothing at all. The only person who should be sorry is Chris." At the mention of Chris' name, Sara stiffened.

"Sara?"

"I don't know what to feel, Maddie. I know Gil is hurting, I can see it in his eyes, and I don't know how to make him better."

"I think if you focus on getting yourself better Gil will get better, too. Your pain is his pain, once you heal, so will Gil."

"I don't know how to fix me."

"Try talking, Sara, to Gil."

"You're probably right. I just, I don't know. I'm freaked out."

"And you have reason to be, Sara, you were violated and hurt. You have a right to be freaked, its ok, just let people in to help you."

"When did you get so relationship savvy?"

"When I moved in with my best friend."

"Go back and talk to your husband," Maddie said, squeezing her arm before making her way back to the stairs where Gil stood, listening.

"Go talk to her," Maddie said as she walked past him.

"Sara?"

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For being a nutcase."

"You're not a nutcase, Sara. You're scared, you have a right to be. I just need for you to let me know what you need. Let me help you, Sara. What do you need?"

"I need for people to stop looking at me like I'm a victim. I grew up with those looks."

"Done. What else?"

"I need to know that Chris is going to be put away for a long time."

"His trial is soon. His wife walked out on him and he lost his job. He doesn't have much money for a real good attorney. Even his family turned their backs once all the evidence was presented. He'll be going away for a long, long time."

"I need for you to give me time. I'm not going to fix myself overnight."

"I don't expect it, Sara, and I want to help you with this. If you need to cry, yell, talk, whatever, all I ask is that you come to me, let me help you."

"I can do that."

"What else?"

"I need for you to stop worrying about me so much."

"That's never going to change, Sara. I worry about you everyday. I did before this happened and I will until the day I die."

"Then just try not to show it as much, ok?"

"I'll try, but I'm making no promises. Come on, let's try and get some sleep," Gil said, pulling on a reluctant Sara.

"I'll hold you, you're safe with me."

Two Days later

"Happy Birthday, Grissom," Greg said as Gil opened his front door to Greg, Nick and Jim.

"Thanks, guys. Come on in, everyone's out back. We were just about to take the boys in the pool."

"Glad I already have my trunks on," Nick said as he and Greg raced out towards the pool.

"Gil, Happy Birthday."

"Thanks, Jim."

"How's Sara doing?"

"Better today, everyday is slowly getting better."

"I may have some good news for you and Sara, then."

"What's taking you two so long," Sara asked, coming inside.

"I was just telling Gil that I have some good news."

"Oh yeah, what?"

"The judge sentenced Chris."

"Without a trial?"

"He pled guilty."

"What!"

"He had no case, Sara, his lawyer advised him to plead out. This way you don't have to take the stand, everything is done."

"How long," Gil asked.

"Thirty years."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Well, I think we need to go and celebrate this," Sara said with a smile.

"Come on, I want to go swimming, move your butts."

"You heard the woman, let's go," Gil said with a smile.

-

"So, any plans for the wedding day yet," Maddie asked Catherine as all the women sat around the patio table.

"Yeah."

"Care to share," Marie asked.

"Well, step one is asking Sara to be my matron of honour."

"Really?"

"I would love for you to do it. I consider you one of my closest female friends, Sara."

"Then, yes, I'll do it."

"Good, step two is telling you when and where. When is in a month, at city hall. We're just going to have a small reception at the house. We've got some caterers and everything."

"Sounds wonderful, Cath" Sara said as Samuel and Garrett both crawled over to her feet, looking up at her with bubbly smiles.

"And those two right there, they're my ring bearers."

TBC

Sorry for the late post. i actually meant to post this a couple hours ago but me being my somewhat hungover self today fell asleep while writing the rest of this story, lol

thanks for all those reviews!

Katie