Title: Halfhearted
Pairing: Sara/Nick, Amelia/Speed, Amelia/Grissom
Spoiler: Lost Son, Viva Las Vegas, Pilot, basically all CSI episodes up to season 4/5ish.
Summary: Amelia's out of the hospital and she's back at the Lab. What happens when a hug between Amelia and Grissom incites riot? A case involving the murder of a Politician's wife, another involving a dead husband and a Casino theft wears down the CSIs as unexpected news jumps in their faces.
Disclaimer: I only own what you do not recognize. I.E: Amelia, Evan, and the victims and suspects. CSI Belongs to Jerry Bruckheimer and all of those smart people who created these fine CSI series.
My Note: Hmm...it's been, forever since I last updated. I am so sorry! But, alas, here is chapter 5! It's short, but I just wanted to get an update. If you've previously read this story before today's update, please go back and re-read the story. There have been many changes, some significant, some just checking grammar. To any returning readers, thank you! Please read and review and I'll do the same if you have any stories posted!
Chapter 5: More To Say
'Fâta viam inurnient.' (Fate will find a way.) -Virgil
-Horatio stared as Amelia moved deftly and gracefully on the dance floor. Amelia smiled and laughed as Tim twirled her around the floor. Tim wasn't as good of a dancer as Amelia, but anyone could tell that they were both enjoying themselves. It was good, Horatio decided. Good for them to enjoy themselves. The nature of their job didn't allow that for very often, and certainly with all of Amelia's marriage problems, it could be hard to have fun. Sometimes, it even felt guilty to have fun. But alas, here they were. The whole team, even Alexx, at a dinner gala, having as much fun as could be allowed at a Police Banquet.
Amelia was, no doubt, the most beautiful woman in the room. Her long blonde hair was styled in curls and was pinned up on her head, some of the curls cascading down her back. She was wearing a long silver dress that clung to her body in all the right places. She looked like an angel.
"I don't understand why they don't just get married." Calleigh said, disrupting Horatio's thoughts. Horatio turned to Calleigh, who was watching Tim and Amelia dance.
"Maybe they are." Horatio turned back to look at Tim and Amelia. "They have no rush." Calleigh chuckled.
"You know everybody's secrets, don't you Horatio?" Horatio smiled sadly. Not all the time.---
Cathy Williamson sat in the lobby of the Hospital. She was waiting for everyone to be checked out. She didn't want to go. She didn't want to leave Las Vegas. Cathy knew Amelia and Nick were here. She had met their friends, Gil Grissom and Sara Sidle. Cathy knew who they were. Cathy knew all about Las Vegas, hearing both Nick and Amelia's sides. But she figured that neither Gil nor Sara knew who she really was.
Now that Cathy was here, she needed her brother and sister. Cathy needed her family back. She couldn't leave them again like this. By now, she figured Amelia and Nick already knew what was going on. Amelia was always really quick at figuring things out. Cathy wouldn't leave her family again. The problem was explaining to her parents and her husband that she wasn't really dead. She'd leave that for later. She wasn't going to run anymore. She would stand up for herself. She was done being the FBIs puppet. No more pretending.
Cathy stood up as a familiar person came through the doors of the hospital. Amelia. She looked so much happier now that she wasn't married to Evan.
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Amelia was drawn to the hospital. When she finally walked through the doors and looked around, she knew why. Sackheim had said that they were gone, but Cathy was still there. She stood still in her spot, their eyes connected. Neither moved. Both were scared that what they were seeing was a dream. They were scared that if they moved, they would find that it wasn't real.
"Cathy?" Amelia finally called out, her voice trembling. Cathy nodded. A smile broke out over Amelia's face as tears started pouring. This was the moment she had been hoping for. She was alive! Amelia ran to her. The long lost sisters wrapped their arms around each other. They held each other tightly. Both were crying and smiling.
"I never thought I'd see you again." Cathy finally said, still not letting go.
"I thought you were dead. But somehow, somehow, I knew that you weren't!" Amelia cried tears of joy as she continued to hold onto Cathy.
"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry for lying to you! I'll never do it again. Never." Cathy kept repeating over and over again. The sisters held tightly onto each, each too afraid to let go.
"What about the FBI?" Amelia asked finally, after a long silence. Cathy pulled away, shaking her head.
"I won't hide anymore. I can't. Not when I have the chance to fix things. I won't hide anymore." Cathy proclaimed, tears rolling down her cheeks. Amelia smiled and nodded.
"Nick and I will help you...Oh Nick! I don't think he knows!" Amelia mused to herself about how to tell her brother that their beloved older sister that everyone believed dead was in fact alive. Cathy smiled and brushed a tear from Amelia's face.
"I can't wait to hear all about what's gone on with you since we last talked. I need to know everything. But first, we need to get me out of here." Amelia and Cathy both looked around. The FBI agents seemed to not have noticed that Amelia had arrived at the hospital.
"Come on." Amelia whispered, gently pulled Cathy with her. Cathy and Amelia quickly made their way from the hospital and got into Amelia's Tahoe. As Amelia sped off, both girls were holding their breath. It couldn't be that easy? Amelia wondered to herself. But where to go? Amelia took her sister the only place she could think of, her apartment.
"We'll keep you here for now and I'll make sure you're safe. We've got to keep our guards up until we get the guys that shot all of you." Amelia told Cathy as they arrived at Amelia's apartment.
"Ames, this is a lot to ask of you. But we can't possibly do this by ourselves." Cathy said. Amelia parked the car and looked over at her older sister. The last two years had obviously not been easy for her. Age showed on her face. Amelia smiled.
"I've lost far too many people over the years Cath, I won't lose you again. I'll call Nick and let him know. You're going to be safe." Amelia promised. Cathy smiled and wiped a tear.
"For now. Let's just take it one step at a time." Amelia nodded in agreement.
"One step at a time." As the sisters made their way into Amelia's apartment, Amelia couldn't help but think of Tim. Tim and Cathy's deaths were so similar. If Cathy was alive, was it possible that Tim was too? What would that do Amelia if it was true?
"Ames?" Cathy said, pulling Amelia from her train of thought. Amelia shut the door and smiled at her sister, tears in her eyes.
"I have so much to say to you. So much to tell you about the last couple of years. I don't even know where to start Cath." Cathy sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to her gently.
"Start at beginning. Don't skip a beat." Cathy suggested quietly. Amelia took a breath, sat down next to her sister and began to tell her everything.
"It started with Evan…" Amelia began.