This I hoped would be the day that everything changed. Nick was returning to work. Nick wasn't a hundred percent but was better. Gil some how was terribly illed by Nick's accident. He started out of his sleep in a sudden way and awaked all trembling until I would coax him back to his usual slumber. I love him so much, but it hurts to see him like this, so weak.

It was a good day except for the dead bodes that hung over my head. I was always haunted. I couldn't save everyone I admitted to myself. I couldn't.

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We drove back to our townhouse together at the end of shift. My apartment was just a hotel something that I could check in and out on. My home was here with Gil.

He opened the door to the car for me as we arrived at his townhouse like he always did. He held my hand. as we walked in.

"I love you, you know that right?" he said as we were walking through the door.

I nodded my head. He let go of my hand.

I was little scared by the sadness in his voice and grim expression. He almost had a dead look to him.

"Are you ok Gil?" I asked him reaching to feel his forehead. He was burning up.

"Gil let's get you to bed and let me check your temperature. You're very warm." He grabbed the counter.

"Gil," I whispered.

He fell to the ground.

"Grissom!" I screamed running towards him. I put his head in my lap and tried to wake him. He didn't change.

I called 911.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"My boyfriend has a very high temperature and is unconscious," I said through the telephone.

"Has he tried to regain consciousness," the operator asked

"No," I said crying.

"We're sending an ambulance right over."

"Thank you," I said discarding the phone and putting my attention to Gil.

The ambulance was there in a matter of minutes.

I opened the door for the paramedics.

"Hank?"

"Sara," he said as he came through the door.

This wasn't suppose to happen.

"Hank get your ass over here," his partner called out.

"What's his name?" The paramedic asked as they got Gil on a stretcher.

"Gil Grissom," Hank answered with pain.

"Is he going to be alright?" I asked Hank.

"We'll find out when we get his temperature."

I told them I would ride in the ambulance. No one was going to stop me.

I held Gil's hand.

"His temperature is 104.5."

"Gil, you can't leave me," I whispered.

Hank heard me.

"Sara, it'll be ok."

I didn't need his comfort. All I needed was Gil to be ok.

We were at the hospital, and they needed to take him to the ER. I wasn't allowed to go in.

Hank held me back while the doctors took charge.

"Sara, I need you to calm down. You're not helping him. You have to let the doctors do their job. I'm going to call your team to come. Ok?" He said softly.

"I know you hate me, but I still care for you. I know you have moved on, but I'm still here for you."

I pushed him away from him.

"Stay the hell away from me Hank!"

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I stayed in the waiting area counting the tiles. I didn't know what I could do. The team came in the hospital doors. It was Catherine, Brass, Warrick, and Greg. They went to the receptionist and started to yell to see Grissom.

Brass and Greg saw me and rushed over to me.

I needed to think up an explanation why I was here.

"Sara, are you all right?" Catherine asked concerned and taking a sit beside me.

"I'm fine. I was over at Grissom's to get a report, and he fell over. The doctors haven't come to tell me about his condition."

"We are all here Sara," Warrick told me. He noticed that I couldn't find Nick.

"We don't want to get him worried. He is better not knowing for now. We don't want to risk anything."

"I'm going to find out what is taking so damn long," Brass said worried and mad.

A doctor was coming this way before Brass could start a ruckus.

"Are any of you immediate family?"

We all said yes simultaneously.

Brass explained we all work together, and we are like a big huge family.

"Can you please tell us on his condition?" I asked desperate to have any information.

"Well he is in a sever condition. He is in a coma. His fever isn't really going down either."

I started to cry.

Greg hugged me close to his body.

"It's the body's way of healing being in a coma.. We don't know how long this could go on for."

"When can we visit him?" Greg asked still holding me.

"We are only allowing one at a time."

I got up right away.

"Since I brought him here, I'll go first," I said trying to come up with a reasonable explanation for the team.

I followed the doctor. He closed the door after I went in, to give me a moment

Gil looked so weak and his age showed on him. He was so weak on that bed. He had the covers around him. He was so emotionless. If it weren't for his breathing, he would look dead. I sat in the chair beside him. I held his hand in mine. I softly drew circles on his hand with my hand.

"I love you Gil."

I took his hand to my lips and kissed his palm and brought it to my face, which he had done for me many times.

I got up a few minutes later and kissed his lips softly. His condition didn't change. I knew I had to leave the room, so the rest of the team could seem him, but I was being selfish.

"The lab called Catherine Warrick and Greg on case," Brass told me as I came walking back to him.

"Greg was worried about you he didn't want to leave you. Cath had to drag him by the ear out."

I smiled. I think it was the first smile I had smiled today.

"How are you holding up?" He asked softly bringing me to a chair to sit down.

"I'm fine," I told him with no emotion.

"Me and Grissom are the only one's that can tell when your lying Sara."

I started to burst into tears again.

He pulled me into his arms.

"It will be ok, honey."

"We have an emergency in room 202," the speaker came on.

"That's Gil's room," I whispered to Brass.

We saw people start to rush to his room. They were taking him to an operating room. No, this can't be happening.

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