Grissom managed to fill a full thirty minutes with small talk about work. Sara was impressed she would have made more of a conversation but now the drugs were starting to take effect and her body was slowly succumbing to fatigue as she was now lent back against the pillows rather than sat up and the familiar feeling of nausea was starting to take hold.

"How you doing?" asked Grissom having noticed the subtle colour change in her checks and tell tale signs that she wasn't feeling well as she spoke less.

"Not too bad," replied Sara with a lopsided smile, "think there starting to kick in though," she added shifting her position slightly, "could you pass me one of those basin's, don't want to ruin another pair of pants," said Sara placing the basin next to her encase the nausea suddenly kicked in.

"How are we doing?" asked the older nurse coming into the room wheeling a trolley full of water jugs and cups.

"Ok," replied Sara as the nurse placed a jug and two glasses on the bedside table.

"Any sickness?" she asked as Sara held her right arm out for her to place a Bp cuff on.

"Just nausea at the minute," answered Sara as the cuff inflated round her arm.

"Blood pressure's ok," smiled the nurse removing the cuff once it had deflated then writing on the chart at the end of the bed.

"I'll be back in half an hour," she smiled placing the chart back and wheeling the trolley away. Ten minutes later and the effects of the poison been pumped into her body were starting to show, she had gone from a sitting position to laid on her side, her head propped up on two pillows the basin laid just under her head as she drifted in and out an uncomfortable sleep.

The second time the nurse came back Sara was barely aware of her presence. Ten minutes after that and Grissom wasn't even sure if she knew he was there, a thin line of sweat was starting to form on her forehead and what little colour she had left had long since drained from her face.

"I hate this," said Sara quietly her voice a whisper.

"I know honey," said Grissom leaning forewords, "this might be the last time though," he choose his words carefully not as much as he wanted to tell her she wouldn't have to go through this again he dare not get either of there hopes up he'd learnt to prepare for the worst then anything else was a bonus.

"Sick," mumbled Sara suddenly pushing herself up from her slumber and grabbing for the basin as her sandwich made an unwelcome reappearance. Grissom did all he could held her as she vomited, rubbing her back gently and trying his best to take as much pain away as he could. Once she was done held the glass of water to her lips for her to sip at because she looked too fragile to oven support that.

It was downhill from there when the nurse came back to the check on them Sara was propped up against two pillows her legs outstretched on the bed below a basin perched on her knees and her head down turned as she tired to fight the nausea off.

"Let's get you Bp checked," said the nurse sympathetically. Grissom was holding Sara's free hand gently stroking her skin with his thumb all he could offer as relief at the minute was that and a few words of encouragement.

"I've had enough of this now," mumbled Sara as the cuff was inflated on her arm.

"I know honey," said Grissom giving her arm a gentle squeeze. Sara would have smiled of thanked him for the kind gesture but her stomach chose that moment to revolt.

"Sorry," apologized Sara as the nurse handed her a glass of water once she was done.

"It's not on me, no need to apologize," she smiled taking the basin from Sara. Sara smiled weakly at the nurse as she left.

"That was embarrassing," mumbled Sara.

"I think in her line of work it's expected," said Grissom as Sara laid down on the bed fatigue taking over.

"I'm going to go and give Cath a ring, said I'd keep her updated," said Grissom leaning and kissing Sara on the forehead before leaving, he knew she was tired and he knew as long as he was there she'd try and stay awake to prove to him that she was ok, that he didn't need to be worried.

Grissom was right because by the time he'd been and updated Catherine and come back up Sara was fast asleep.

Sara slept for just over an hour when her slumber was interrupted.

"Honey," said Grissom quietly as her eyes fluttered open. Sara didn't reply but squeezed her eyes tight shut willing the nausea to go away. She stayed in a semi conscious state for about ten minutes then drifted back to sleep she even managed to sleep through having her IV changed and having her blood pressure taken every fifth-teen minutes. It wasn't until three hours later that Sara awoke, something that on a normal day Sara would have considered a perfectly acceptable amount of sleep. However today when she woke she still felt tired, her body drained of energy and the nausea still in the pit of her stomach.

"What time is it?" asked Sara stretching her arms.

"Eight, you were asleep for a while you slept through you second IV," said Grissom, sure enough when Sara looked she was no longer hooked up just the IV site remained in the back of her hand.

TBC……………………

A/N It's been a long time coming this chapter…I can only apologise and get started on the next.