-1Hello! Thanks for the feedback, and here is chapter two of Black 'n' Blue, hope you enjoy it.
Songs by Newton Faulkner and characters property of CBS
As
cars and people pass
It feels like standing still but, I know
I'm
just moving uncomfortably slow
Grissom was thinking about Sara; about her laugh and the little pout after each sentence. The break room was silent, and the team seemed to be avoiding eye contact with each other. Warrick sat beside Catherine , Nick beside Greg.
"Look! I cant stand this anymore, you don't want to mention her so I will, SARA, SARA, SARA!" Catherine bellowed at the top of her lungs. Warrick tugged at her arm.
"Listen Cathy were just dealing with this our way. Sit down, please."
"No, I wont your all sitting around moping together, why did no one try and stop her? I mean we were her, NO, we are her family! So we wont just sit around like she never existed!"
"What more can we do? Catherine, do you know? Because I don't." Greg spoke up
Grissom walked around the door a couple moments prior to the conversation.
"Nothing. We didn't, and can't do anything." Grissom said.
"My fault, this is my fault." He spoke again, as he walked out of the door.
He read the note again, trying to see the clue and message to where she might be. But truth be told, he didn't want to find her, when you love some one you must set them free. He sat back in his office staring at the butterfly she left with the note ,which she had slipped under the band that kept it confined to the jar. The note read, 'as long as you forgive me'.
When
you break it down
It all becomes simple how
It all becomes
clearer now
Court was rough on him.
"Mr Grissom. Is it or is it not true that your attention could not have been 0 focused on the case, because your lover Miss Sidle left the crime lab on the day the case was assigned to your lab?" The defence said.
"Correction. Mrs Sidle, was. No, is my wife, I do not let my personal life interfere with my work" Grissom retorted.
Catherine's mouth dropped as she mouthed "WHAT?!" to the smug yet unhappy man.
"The court has come to a final decision. Mr Paul Lidham, you are sentenced to life imprisonment, for the murder of Claire Jacobson." Judge Oldson announced.
The usual choir of awestruck people chorused there opinions to one another.
"Hey Grissom…snap out of it." An angry looking Catherine slapped him round the face.
"Thanks a lot for the invite!" She continued.
"What are you talking about?" Grissom asked bewildered at the sight of Catherine's hand greeting his face a second time.
"Oh like you don't know! You know, its okay most people forget to tell their friends that they got MARRIED!"
"Yeah, sorry Catherine, I really have to go." Grissom said, making a hasty retreat from the even angrier Catherine.
I'm holding up the queue
because my ticket won't go through
In the car on the way home, Grissom noticed that Sara had left her purse on the passenger seat. He thought to himself, as if it was an object of hope, that one day she'd come back for the purse, maybe even come back for him. He put the key in the lock to his townhouse, hoping to smell the scent of her perfume and the look in her eye as if to say 'like I'd leave you'.
The phone rung and he just wished, when he answered the phone that Sara's voice would drift through the receiver. He knew it could never be her, but still forced himself to answer.
"Gil?!"
Thoughts passed through his head, no one called him Gil, no one. The connection cut off.