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Chapter 8 "The Question" Believe by The Bravery

He didn't look back. He didn't turn to have one last look. He just...walked away.

Sara watched him go. Drifting farther and farther away from her. She wanted so badly to tell him to stop. To say she forgave him, that she still loved him with every beat of her heart.

But, she wanted him to walk. To walk away meant it was over, because it had to be. This had to end. They couldn't leave things unfinished. She hadn't forgiven him. At the moment she hated him with such a passion no words could even begin to explain. Maybe she did love him. Maybe somewhere in the bottom of her heart, she still had feelings for him. At the moment, though, those feelings were buried as deep as they possibly could be.

Catherine turned to look at her. Sara's expression was blank, showing not even the slightest bit of sorrow or pain. The tears had stopped falling from her eyes and a look of emptiness now held their place.

"Come on, Sara. I'll drive you home, okay." Catherine said softly.

"There is no 'home' anymore. Not with him there."

Catherine immediately realized her mistake. Grissom and Sara had been keeping their relationship hidden as best they could for so long, she had forgotten that they now lived together.

"It's fine, Catherine. I'm just going to take a drive. I need time to think, clear my head."

"Sara, honey, that's not going to work. I know, I've tried. The best thing-"

"I'm not you."

Sara's words were harsh, and if said at any other time Catherine would have taken offense to them, but right now she knew the younger woman was going through a tornado of emotions. She knew, and somewhat hoped, that the anger was not directed specifically at herself.

"I know you're not. If you need to take a drive I'll wait here for you. When you get back we can decide what to do, alright?"

Sara's face softened. "I'm sorry Cath, I didn't mean-"

"Don't worry about it, okay? Just go. If it's what you need to do right now then do it." She said, giving her a warm and yet melancholy smile.

Sara didn't say anything, because she knew she didn't need too. Although she and Catherine never got along the greatest, at the moment she could not have asked for a better friend.

As she got into her car, Sara turned and took another look at the lab. There were so many happy things that had happened there. So many good memories. But she wasn't sure if there were going to be enough to cover up this.

Grissom walked back into the lab, not knowing where else to go. If he went home, he would be reminded of Sara too much. At the moment, he couldn't handle that. The scene that had just occurred was re-playing over and over in his mind. The look on her face. The words she spoke. The pain in her eyes.

He went straight into his office. Closing the door with bang behind him. He paced the room frantically, not knowing what to do or who to turn too. Catherine had shown her opinion on the matter openly and clearly she was not someone he wanted to talk to at the moment.

Taking his phone out of his pocket he quickly hit speed dial and waited for the familiar voice to answer. Sure enough, he did.

"Brass."

"I need to tell you something, but not over the phone. Where can I meet you?" His words were rushed and desperate.

"Sure. Gil, what's up?" Brass asked, concerned by his friends request.

"I just-I did something. I-I need to talk to someone. Please, Jim."

"Yeah, yeah. Meet me at the diner in ten minutes."

Grissom didn't even say goodbye, he closed his phone and headed out the door. Even though the diner was only a few minutes from the lab he wanted to be there the moment Jim arrived.

Because right now, if he wasn't around people, he was afraid he would end up doing something he could never take back.

Sara drove through the Las Vegas lights. Cars passing her, tourists walking down the busy streets. Another night in Vegas to be forgotten over time. But for Sara this night would be engraved in her memory forever. She would remember it as the worst night of her life. Well, as of today it was, but she couldn't think of anything that could be worse then this.

Her breathing was calm and relaxed, but the thoughts rushing through her head were jumbled and frantic. What should I do? How could he ever do something like that?! To sleep with another woman when he knows how I feel about him. And I thought he felt the same way about me....I guess I was wrong. So unbelievably and horribly wrong.

Taking a turn on one of the side roads, she kept driving. Not knowing where she was going, but she knew she had to get there. And fast. The road became rough and the darkness surrounded her, but she pressed the gas harder.

Her conscious was telling her to turn back now. To head back to the city, back to Catherine who would surely meet her with open arms to take her somewhere they could talk. She could be surrounded by the people she knew still cared about her. But, she drove on. Farther and farther into darkness. Into the empty abyss.

The cold wind blew outside as rain started to hit the windshield. The only light Sara could see was from the headlights. She knew she had gone too far, that she should have turned back miles ago. But she let the emotional side get the best of her.

Sara didn't even know how long she had been driving for. Just that it was now getting very late and very dark. Turning off the engine she sat there, listening to the rain fall. It was soothing and peaceful. It gave her time to think, to really analyze what was going on. Not only what had happened, but also what she was feeling on the inside.

Because for the past few hours her emotions had been nothing more then a big mess, that she had no idea how to clean up. The rain started falling faster outside. Thunder crashed and lighting struck somewhere off in the distance.

"Please, can we just talk about this? I know I screwed up. I know that, Sara. Trust me I know. If I could go back in time and change things I would. I know you must hate me right now-""You know what's worse then hating you, Gil?" Sara said, her voice suddenly and almost unnaturally calm. "The fact that I still love you."

Did she really still love him? Or was it just some stupid emotion that would pass over time. Truthfully, she couldn't tell. Everything was running together. Anger was mixing with sorrow. Sorrow was mixing with confusion.

"I...I never meant to hurt you, Sara. I know that's sounds..."

"Fake? Like a lie?! You better cut this crap, Grissom. Cause one more stunt like that from you and I am gone."

"If I say I'm sorry, will you even believe me?...I'm asking you Sara. If I sayI'm sorry, will you believe me? I want to know, Sara, will you ever be able to forgive me?"

The question of the night; could she ever really forgive him? Most couples could never overcome something like this. But then again, they weren't mostcouples. They got called off dates to go investigate a murder. He would call her 'dear' while standing over a dead body. They smelled like decomp four out of seven days a week. They were far from beyond your average couple.

"You're right, Grissom. That wasn't you. I don't know who you are anymore, and I am not going stick around to find out if the man I love will come back. It's over. I cannot look past the fact that you-the fact that you slept with another woman.

And you know what? You are going to have to live with this the rest of your miserable life. And every time you see me, you are going to be reminded of what you did. I will never let you forget what you've done."

Her own words echoed in her thoughts. She felt her eyes fill with tears for the countless time that night. The rain fell harder. Sara pushed the door open and stepped into the cold wet night.

She let the rain mix with the tears on her face. And she let go. She let go of everything she could not utter aloud. She let go of the emotions that words could not touch. She just let go.

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