A/N: Uhmm...so yeah the line thing doesn't work(if anyone can tell me why please don't hesitate to speak up) and I apologize in advance for the long wait.
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Sara grasped the cool white linen sheets into the palms of her hands. As she opened her eyes onto the dark room, she sighed. A window lay in the right hand corner of the room displaying the stars of the Nevada night to her renewed eyes.
The room was eerily silent aside from Sara's ragged breathing and a few beeping monitors. As she looked around the pale white room, she found herself alone. Every chair lay abandoned as if no one had sat in any of them. Although there were several empty chairs in her single room, the fact remained that she was alone now. As she sighed again and closed her eyes, Sara heard footsteps fall into the room. When she did not recognize them, Sara opened her eyes and found a nurse standing beside her bed.
"Ah, you're awake darlin'," drawled the nurse. "My name is Sue, and I'm here to change your dressin's" She smiled down at Sara and continued, "I promise I'll be real gentle, so you just close those pretty eyes of yours and get some rest. You need to be good and rested for when your friends get back. They've been real worried about you."
As the nurse started to unwrap one of her bandages, Sara smiled and watched the stars in the sky outside her window until they started to fade away from her sight.
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"I don't understand why they had to kick us out."
"They're changing her dressings Greg, its called privacy," explained Catherine who leaned back in her chair. The team sat in the cafeteria of the hospital, with trays of untouched food before them.
Warrick spoke up in an angry tone, "I really don't believe that this bastard didn't leave one shred of goddamned evidence behind!"
There was a long silence that was broken with a simple statement. "It's up to Sara to provide us with the information now." Grissom declared, his calm resolve still not faltering. All eyes fell onto Grissom, as he stared outside the window. Angry eyes fell upon him, but none spoke a word.
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Sara awoke from a black filled sleep with a jolt. Her eyes scanning the room finding several faces watching her. She smiled briefly at them and sentiments were shared, although after a few moments Sara stopped the onslaught with a raise of her hand.
"Do you have a pen and paper?" Sara asked in a rough voice, coughing severely afterwards.
When handed the requested items Sara started to sketch a picture, skillfully, as if she were a well seasoned artist. Although her hand was not as refined with the bandages constricting most of her movements, Sara still managed to shade and erase several times until she finished and handed the picture over to Catherine.
"Is this the man who kidnapped you honey?" Catherine questioned in her maternal soaked voice.
Sara only replied with a nod of her head and as she attempted to roll onto her side she learned of the cuts on her back. Sara stopped and looked at the bandages covering most of her arms but most pronounced around her wrists.
"What cut me?"
Nick sat down on the edge of her bed, keeping his distance in order not to startle her. "The floor of the warehouse was covered with glass shards and other debris. So when you fell you got stuck with some of them, but you're gunna heal up just fine, hun'."
Nick placed his hand on top of Sara's to try and comfort her, but Sara only pulled her hand away and whispered roughly, "I'd like to be left alone for awhile."
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A/N: So yes reviews make me all warm and bubbly inside. So it's good to do so.
Hopefully be able to post again soon, love you guys.