"Gil." Sara choked out trying to hold back the tears, "Gil, I'm here." She said, holding on to his hand for dear life. "Please answer..." she trailed off. Grissom's body tensed up and his forehead creased as his hold on Sara's hand tightened.
"Don't leave;" he whispered sadly, "please, don't go." he pleaded in his sleep. This finally made Sara break. She choked out a small sob as she clutched his hand as if it were the only thing in the world. She couldn't believe he was really talking to her.
"Gil," she managed to say through her crying, "you need to find me. There's not much time left-" she tried to keep talking but her emotions were all rushing through the floodgates at once, making it impossible to control her crying. The crease in Grissom's forehead softened as he let go of her hand, causing Sara to gasp. But instead of retreating back to his slumber, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. Sara couldn't believe it. It was as if she was really there. He was holding her, just like he always would; for a moment Sara did not want it to end as she cried into his chest. But when she watched her tears sink into his shirt and disappear, it reminded her that there really were no tears. If anyone would see the scene that was happening right now, it would look like Grissom was clutching the air, and nothing more; not Sara.
Sara looked up at his face. Beautifully handsome, as she always would remember. His beard covering up and good section of his face, and his dark hair with the curls that Sara always loved to run her fingers through. Even his lips looked as soft as she remembered. She then raised her head and gently kissed his soft lips. She then laid her head back down and nearly had a heart attack at what happened next.
Grissom's body then stiffened as his eyes slowly opened, revealing the gorgeous blue orbs that Sara could find herself lost in. He quickly gasped as his eyes grew wide; he took his hand as started rubbing his eyes. Can he see me? Sara asked herself. When he pulled his hand back away from his face it almost looked like he were trying to focus his eyes on what he was seeing. He lifted his hand and flinched when he felt her. He then brushed a strand of hair out of her face and wiped away a stray tear sitting on her cheek.
"Sara?" he said unsurely in a raspy voice, "is that you?" Grissom's previous gesture was soon shown to be pointless as a new wave of tears burned their way down Sara's cheeks. Surely this could not be happening.
"Oh, Gil..." she cried softly. Grissom then shot up in the bed now sitting in an upright position and stared at her, as if he were looking at a ghost. "Gil?" she asked. She then sat up and met his gaze and put her hand on the side of his cheek. Grissom then got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, Sara followed him and watched as he turned on the faucet and splashed water into his face. He looked at his face in the mirror, "Snap out of it Gil," he quietly chastised himself, "you're seeing things now."
"No..." Sara whispered softly. "You saw me!" she told him. He then turned off the bathroom light and began the short walk back to the bed. "Gil. You saw me! I know it!" she said through the tears that were threatening to take over again. "You saw me, you held me, you talked to me!" she cried. She watched as he pulled up the covers to the bed and climbed back under it's warmth. "Please listen." she desperately whispered. "Please, please, please..." she repeated, growing hysterical now. Sara then climbed onto the bed again, opposite to Grissom, and tucked her legs under her as she grabbed his hand. "Gil! Damnit! Listen to me! I know you saw me!" she screamed at his once again, sleeping form. She rubbed his hand and kissed it repeatedly as she rocked back and forth on the bed, crying. "Open your eyes, Gil please, I love you." she said to him. When she waited a minute for any sort of response and she received none, she grew frustrated. "Gil! Hear me, please!" she said as her crying grew more frantic. "Just open your fucking eyes!" she screamed as she threw his hand down against the mattress with enough force that any other person would have woken, but not in this case.
Sara's tears did not subside as she got off of the bed and found her way to a nearby chair. Sitting and pulling her legs up to her chest, she waited for morning to come, as well as her crying to stop.
Hey everyone! So sorry about having all the delays in between the chapters. I'm working on that... :) . But please comment if you're reading! The more comments I receive, the more pumped I get to write some more! Woot woot! So please just leave me some wonderful comments & you'll continue to get wonderful chapters. (Or at least I hope they're wonderful!) Thanks!
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Shannon