CHAPTER TWELVE
Three days later, Sara was transferred to a private room. She was still in a coma, but that didn't stop the team from visiting and checking on their friend. Grissom only left the hospital at nights to put Jimmy to bed and have a little rest himself, too. Daytime, Brass was looking after Jimmy at home while Gil was in the hospital, sitting by Sara's side.
It was the first day for Sara being in a regular room, so visitations were allowed. The team visited briefly, bringing flowers and chocolates with them. Before they left, Catherine took Jimmy with her to her house to take care of him for a few hours, while Gil and Brass rested a little. They seemed too exhausted to care for a toddler. They both thanked her for the huge favor she did them.
When the team left, Jim and Gil were left alone with Sara. Gil took her hand in his, while Jim went over to the window and stared at the beautiful hospital garden.
"Why don't you go home and get some rest, Jim?" Gil suggested.
"I'd rather be here. My house is too quiet for me, now. It has no life, anymore." Brass confided in his friend sadly, not taking his eyes off the window.
Gil felt a tug at his hand, so he turned his head to look at the source. He gasped loudly when he did. A set of chocolate brown eyes was innocently staring at him. The same eyes that always managed to take his breath away. Sara's. She had waken up. She came back to them. Gil smiled at her brightly as tears ran on his cheeks. Sara reached out a hand and wiped them away gently. Then, he took that hand in his and kissed her palm.
"Jim." he whispered.
Jim couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Sara awake. He practically ran to her side and held her other hand.
"Hey, kiddo. Welcome back." he kissed her forehead, just like a father would do. "I'll just go get your doctor to take that ventilator out of your system, I'll be right back." he put her hand back down gently before leaving the room.
In less than two minutes, Dr. Anderson and a couple of nurses crowded Sara's small room as they went back and forth, following the doctor's orders. Gil and Brass were shoved to the corner of the room by one of the nurses, stating that they needed space to work on the patient freely. Gil and Brass watched as Dr. Anderson took the ventilator tube out of Sara's throat. Then, Dr. Anderson informed her about everything. About what happened in surgery, the coma, the pneumonia, and her current condition. He asked her a few questions also, and when he seemed satisfied with her answers, he left the room along with the nurses.
Brass and Gil went back to her side.
"Jimmy?" she asked about her son before either of them could say anything. Her voice was hoarse and her throat was sore from the ventilator.
"He's fine, don't worry about him. He's with Catherine?" Gil answered softly, stroking her hair.
Sara relaxed, knowing that her son was in good hands if he was with Catherine.
"How are you feeling, kiddo?" asked Brass.
"Sore. Tired." she said honestly.
"Then, we should go. You need your rest." said Brass.
"You go ahead, Brass. I'll leave as soon as she's asleep." Gil said.
Sara was too tired to argue, so she didn't.
Brass nodded at Gil before leaning forward and kissed Sara's forehead again. "Goodnight, kiddo. Sleep well, I'll see you in the morning."
"I want to see Jimmy." she told Brass.
"Ok, I'll bring him with me in the morning. I promise." he promised.
"Thank you." she smiled.
"You're most welcome, kiddo." he said before leaving the room.
When Gil and Sara were alone. Gil sat on the chair beside her bed and took her hand in his, smiling warmly at her.
"Don't sit there." said Sara, pointing at the chair he was in.
"What?" Gil asked, confused.
Sara moved a little to the side, providing an adequate space for Gil to share the bed with her. She tapped on the empty space, indicating for him to lie down beside her. "You look way too exhausted to drive home. Come lie down with me, for now."
He smiled brightly at her invitation, taking his shoes off before slipping in bed with her. He wrapped his strong arms around her, mindful of her injuries, making her feel safe and loved. She snuggled closer to him, reveling in his protection. She inhaled his chest deeply, allowing her nostrils to enjoy that scent of him she always loved. He kissed her hair lovingly.
"I'm so sorry, Sara." he whispered, tears found his cheeks again. "Please forgive me. I hurt you so much in the last two years. I..."
"Shhh. It's not your fault. Charlotte told me everything the day she died. She hypnotized you, you didn't know what you were doing. You didn't mean any of it." Sara interrupted, wiping away his tears with her hand.
"Oh God, Sara, I don't deserve you." he started sobbing.
"No, how could you say that? No one deserves me but you. You should know that." she soothed.
"I promise you, Sara, that I'm going to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Making you the happiest woman on earth." he promised.
"I already am the happiest woman on earth, I got you back." she smiled at him.
He kissed her with great passion and love, and she returned the kiss immediately. When they pulled apart, they were both panting heavily, smiling at each other.
"I love you so much, my Sara." he whispered.
"I love you more." she whispered back.
He kissed her forehead before pulling her to him gently. He wrapped both his arms around her as she rested her head on his chest. And within two minutes, both were soundly asleep in each other's warmth.
A/N: I hope that you really enjoyed this chapter. I want you to know that this story will be completed soon. I'm planning for two more chapters before I end it. I'll update chapter 13 soon. Love you all. Review please ;)