Insanity of Sara Sidle
Now did you seriously think she'd shoot herself? Ok I did, but I'm writing this so I'm allowed. This is a short chapter again, sorry, but hey hopefully someone might appreciate it.
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The song words further down are from You're the Voice by John Farnham, from the The Voice Album.
CBS owns CSI, I just borrow the characters and have some fun with them. No characters were really harmed in the writing of this story.
Chapter 5
SARA WAIT! Let us talk first, and then you decide, just please hear me out first."
She relaxed her trigger finger. "Talk away Gil, I'm listening for now." She didn't move the gun away, only took her finger back outside the trigger guard.
"First of all, you know I love you, secondly there is no conspiracy, all your friends want you back safe, we are a family Sara, you, me, Catherine, Nick, Greg and Warrick, hell even Sofia is becoming part of it, please just put the gun down, then we can talk properly. I'm here for you."
"I know you love me Gil, and your word are reassuring, believe me, but as for the others, I don't know them anymore. Did I ever know them? I don't even know myself, this way it would make life easier for all of us. I'm sorry Gil, I love you too but I can't see a way out."
Sara dropped to her knees, still clutching the gun as a child would hug a teddy bear. Sudden pain shot through her leg but she didn't understand why, she had no recollection of an injury there and she hadn't looked down to check.
Grissom knew he wasn't out of the woods yet, he had to be very careful now. He wanted to pick her up in his arms and kiss her lovingly and have her embrace him. He had to somehow extract her from the gun. He needed to find out the reasoning behind her thoughts, if there was reason at all. 'Think Grissom why shoot at the car, what nightmare is it this time that she wants ended and how can you let her see that she is loved, not hated. Toughie Grissom, you never were a people person. Think very carefully now before you speak, one wrong word and she's gone forever.' Sara loved her music and he recalled a song that might help, ok it was a recent oldie, but it suited the moment.
"Sara I want you to listen to something, it's a song, it's an Australian song but listen to the words."
We have the chance
To turn the pages over
To write what we wanna write
We gotta make ends meet before we get much older
We're all someone's daughter, we're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?
You're the voice try and understand it
Make a noise and make it clear
Woah oh oh
We're not gonna live in silence
We're not gonna live in fear
Woah oh oh
Sara heard the words and music, didn't think it was quite Grissom's taste, but the words made sense. She could use this as a new chance at life, or blow both of them to oblivion.
"It makes sense Gil, but am I worth another chance, can we turn the page over write what we want to write?"
"Yes Sara we can start over, but we need trust between us, and to show I trust you, you can keep the gun with you for now, but just one question first."
She nodded.
"Why did you shoot the car Sara?"
"I was exorcising an old ghost, I had to, to convince myself that Natalie wouldn't win any more. I'm not safe yet Gil, so be careful what you say around me, please just be careful, and love me. Maybe more of me will come back in time, but I'm not the same person anymore. Catherine and Lindsay will never trust me again. I had saved one bullet for myself but I wanted to see you again first, there are two left in the gun, one each. I couldn't do it. Firing at the car, ok, but I proved something to myself, I'm not a killer. Help me come back Gil, please."
"I will Sara. First, let me have the gun now then let's go home, I'll stay with you and protect you from anything because I love you. Right now you don't look so great, and you're limping badly. Your leg is bleeding again."
"Leg? What's wrong with my leg? What don't I know?" The pain in her leg suddenly came back with a vengeance, her finger jerking with pain. It squeezed the trigger and the gun fired, sounding like a bomb going off in the stillness.
Ok this is a cliffy, but I'll give you a slight hint. Go hug a teddy bear, then tell me where the shot went. LOL
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