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Summary: Grissom fears for his family's safety after a package is sent to him.
Spoilers: Built to Kill part 2; Post Mortem; Loco Motives; Monster in a Box...basically all episodes that have the miniature crime scene serial killer in it.
A/N: This doesn't have a beta, so any mistakes are mine. I know it's been a few days, and I'm sorry I didn't post this sooner. My various sporting events kind of got in my way, sorry.
The team waited well over two hours, and Sara was still in surgery. Grissom wouldn't talk to anyone and just sat there, staring off into space. He looked at his daughter frequently, just to make sure that she was truely okay. Rachel was quiet most of the time. She just tried to stay as close to her father a she could.
Nick and Greg had gone to get coffee for everyone. They also talked to a nurse and got some supplies for Rachel. When they returned, they saw a doctor walking over to the rest of the group. They rushed over and heard the doctor ask, "Are you all here for Mrs. Sara Grissom."
They all nodded and she continued, "My name is Doctor Erin Hera. Well, we managed to stop the bleeding. The knife hit some of her major organs, so we patched them up. We collected a rape kit and called the crime lab to come pick it up."
"How is she?" asked Nick.
"She's in a coma," said the doctor. "We put her in ICU...she'll be there until she wakes up, which we don't know when that'll be."
"Can we see her?" asked Grissom.
"Only one person at a time for no more than ten minutes," said the doctor.
"Doc, this is her husband...is it possible for him to stay with her until she wakes up?" asked Catherine.
"I think I can arrange that," she said. "If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. We moved Sara to room 374. It's right down the hall, seventh door to your left."
"Thank you doctor," said Greg.
The team walked to her room, and stopped. Grissom headed in with Rachel and said, "Thank you for being here...it really means a lot."
"You're welcome...she's family, Gil," said Catherine. "I'm going home to Linds...call me if there's any change."
"I will."
The team all departed and left Grissom alone with his family. He sat down and took Sara's pale hand in his. A tear trickled down his cheek as he saw the many machines she was hooked up to, which were keeping her alive. He watched the steady rise and fall of her chest.
"Please wake up," he whispered.
He never left her side once. The team made sure he got food and something to drink and to make sure he bathed regularly. He didn't really talk to anyone, except the nurses to bug them if she was making progress. They never gave him an exact answer, so he was getting very frustrated.
By the eighth day, Grissom didn't have to wait anymore. He was sitting by his wife side when she started to moan. His head snapped up to watch her.
"No...stop," she mumbled.
"Sara, honey, can you hear me?" he asked. "If you can, squeeze my hand."
"Make it stop," she moaned.
Sara, honey!" he exclaimed.
He hit the call button for a nurse and then returned his attention to his wife. He knew she was terrified, and he couldn't comfort her. So, instead, he just talked soothingly to her and tried to convince her to wake up.
She opened her eyes and saw Grissom. He stood up and tried to cup her cheek in his hand, but she recoiled and pleaded, "Get away from me!"
"Sara, honey..."
"Get away from me! Don't touch me! Get away, get away, get away, GET AWAY!" she screamed.
He felt tears sting his eyes as the nurses rushed in. Sara continued to scream for him to get away from her. Grissom headed out when the nurses asked him to. Catherine was out there with Rachel (she babysat her for awhile) and saw that he had tears falling down his cheeks.
"Gil, what happened?"
"Sara woke up–"
"Really, that's great!" she exclaimed.
"But she started freaking out and screamed for me to get away from her," he finished. "What did I do?"
"Aw, Gil, you didn't do anything," she said sympathetically. "Sometimes woman aren't comfortable being around men right after they've been raped or brutally attacked. In Sara's case, she was both raped and brutally attacked...give it some time."
A nurse came out and told them that she had calmed down. She also told them that no male visitors were allowed to go into her room for awhile. Grissom hung his head at that comment and told Catherine, "I'm going home with Rachel...could you please try to talk to her?"
Catherine handed the infant to her father. Grissom was on his way out, but stopped when Catherine started talking again. "Gil, be patient...just give her time to process everything that happened."
He nodded and walked out of the hospital. He drove home, put his daughter to bed, got a shower, and headed for bed. He woke up hours later to his cell phone ringing. He quickly grabbed the phone and answered it.
"Gil, it's Catherine."
He heard someone sobbing and screaming for people to get out in the background and his heart instantly sped up.
"Catherine, what's going on?" he asked fearfully. "Who's screaming?"
"That would be Sara," she answered. "Could you please drive to the hospital with Rachel?"
"Yeah, sure," he said, getting out of bed and starting to dress. "Yeah, I'll be there in about an hour."
He got dressed and quickly got Rachel and her bag. He walked out to the car and carefully strapped Rachel in her car seat. He drove to the hospital and walked to Sara's room. Catherine was her room and pacing. She looked up when she saw Grissom walked toward her with Rachel in his arms.
"Gil, thank God!" she exclaimed. "She went back to sleep shortly after you left. She woke up and started crying. She started crying for Rachel and you and for everyone else to get out of her room. That's when I called you."
"How is she now?"
"I don't know...I haven't been in there since she had her little panick attack. She started yelling at anyone who goes in there, so everyone's kinda steering clear of her room...I think she really needs you here for support right now," said Catherine, "so get your ass in there now!"
He didn't need telling twice. He opened the door and saw his wife curled up in a ball, her back facing him. He heard her sniffle, and his heart ached for her. He wanted so much to walked over there and hold her, to tell her everything was okay, to take away her pain, and to take away her fears. But he couldn't, for fear that she'd just tell him to leave again.
"Sara?" he asked timidly. "I, uh, I brought someone here to see you...she misses her Mommy."
She rolled over (grimacing in pain) and saw her husband holding her baby girl. Tears filled her eyes as she saw Rachel reaching for her. Grissom walked over to the bed and hand her the infant. She gently hugged Rachel to her and whispered, "Thank God she okay!"
Tears leaked down her bruised cheeks and she kissed Rachel's soft hair multiple times. Grissom smiled at the sight before him. He started for the door, but stopped when Sara whispered, "Don't go."
He stopped and walked back he walked over to her and risked wrapping his arms around her. She cried into his shoulder and she wrapped her free arm around him. He enveloped her completely and whispered, "Shh, sweetheart, it's okay...I'm here, I'm here."
A/N: I'm sorry, once again, for waiting this long to posting this chapter. Please review to let me knoe what you thought of it. Thank you for all the kind reviews I've received so far!