A/N: Great thanks to everyone that has sent a review for Chapter One.
I am posting early so that sablasvegas gets the smut that was asked.
I hope it's what you hoped for.
All suggestions for future chapters are welcome.
Enjoy.

Chapter Two

Sara spun round, she was standing in just a shirt and panties. He pants still lay neatly on the bed.

Grissom pulled her close. His cotton pants the only thing between her and his hard on. His hands slipped down her back and he hooked his thumbs into the waist band of her panties.

Sara brought her lips to his, hungrily searching for his tongue, longing to have him inside her. She had hated having him sleeping just outside the door, not touching him and feeling his warmth and strength. Sara hooked her arms around Grissom neck and pulled herself closer.

Grissom held her. His hands slowly made their way to the front of her panties where he inserted his fingers, causing a moan of pleasure to come from Sara. He grew even harder.

Sara grew wetter from his touch and slipped her hand to the front of his pants, placing her hands on his cock.

Grissom moaned into Sara's mouth and pushed her onto the bed.

The phone on the bedside table rang, causing the pair to moan in disappointment.

Sara checked the caller ID. It was Catherine.

"It's just a text from Cath. She needs us both at the lab ASAP."

The shift had flown by and now Grissom sat on the couch and stared down at the floor hoping for her to call or show up at the door. Her car was sat outside the lab, she wasn't there or at her apartment. None of the guys had seen her since the end of shift. Even Brass hadn't heard anything from her.

Sara paced the library, looking over her shoulder, making sure she hadn't missed her. Maybe I should call one of the guys, let them know I'm fine. Perhaps Brass could come and get me. No. Stupid idea. I said I wouldn't run. I said I'd let her tell me what she wants to.

"Come on Sara. Pick up. Pick up." Brass was now sat with Grissom at his townhouse, calling Sara's cellphone, hoping and praying that she'd pick up.

"Stop trying Brass." a tear had managed to escape from Grissom's eyes.

"No, Gil. She'll have to pick up sooner or later." Brass shouted as he downed the rest of his beer.

"She hasn't got her cell on her, Jim." Grissom stood up and walked to the bedroom, appearing a few minutes later holding Sara's cell and medication. "She left them here before shift. I hadn't thought about it until now."

"Don't worry Gil. She'll be fine. She's strong, Gil." Brass continued to drink another beer.

Grissom sat back on the couch. "She's not going to be able to go much longer without throwing up or falling asleep." He stood and started to walk a hole into the floor. Please be safe Sara. I love you. I always have.

"Sara." Laura Sidle took a seat at the desk opposite Sara.

Sara spun round to come face to face with her mother, who was now sat where she originally sat. I can't do this. I need Gil.

"Thank you for seeing me."

"Just say what you need to say. I need to be in work soon."

"It's about your father..."

Sara turned and began to walk away, when she was called back by Laura.

"Sara, please. I understand it's going to be hard for you to hear this. If you want to call someone then I won't stop you. This is the only time that I'm going to be able to tell you without being behind bars or glass."

"Just say what you have to say and make it quick."

"Your father wanted me to give you this, when I thought you were ready to hear what he had to say. He loved you so very much, Sara." Laura handed the envelope to Sara.

"I'll read it when I get home." She slipped it into her back pocket. "Is there anything else you would like to tell me?"

"You've been brought up a hell of a lot better than what I could have ever done. You've got good friends and the perfect job, don't screw it like I did. I love you Sara. I need you to know that what I did was for both of us. He was getting worse and the beatings where becoming more often. If I hadn't of done something, he would have really hurt you. You're my baby. I couldn't let any more harm come to you."

Sara look at Laura and walked out. Trying to conceal her tears as she quickened her pace, wanting only to fall into Grissom's arms.

When she reached the car she slide into the drivers seat and drove. She had no idea where she was going, just that she needed to get there.

Sofia sat in Ecklie's office, waiting for him to return, when she saw Nick's car pull up next to Sara's. Sofia left the case file on Ecklie's desk and headed outside.

Sara hurried before she was noticed by any of the day shift or Ecklie.

By the time Sofia had reached the car park, Sara was already turning off at the end of the road. She cursed inwardly.

Again, Sara had no idea where she was going. She let her hands and feet do the driving. Her head was in another world.

"God, Brass. Where is she?"

"She'll be fine Grissom. She'll show up. She always does. Look at that time in the dessert, with Natalie, under that car." Brass was now beginning to slur his words together.

"You're right Jim. We got trough that, then we can get through this." Grissom went and sat in the bedroom.

Brass could hear his sobs as he stood outside the door debating whether to interrupt him or leave him be.

It had been hours since the end of shift, but only a few since she had pulled up to the lab to swap cars. Sara had now been sat outside Grissom's townhouse for half an hour, watching him and Brass move around. She could have sworn she heard shouting then the smashing of glass not so long ago. There's no point just sitting here. He's in there, not out here. He's the one you want. Sara slide out of her vehicle and headed for the door. She tapped three times, only just loud enough to be heard. Hoping that it would be Brass that she came face to face with, not Grissom.

"Sara."

"Grissom."

"Where have you been?"

"I've been sorting some things out."

Grissom opened the door wide, letting Sara in. She took the far side of the couch.

"Sara, if i wasn't pissed right now, I'd kick your ass." Brass was leaning against the kitchen counter for support.

"Glad to see you too Brass. I'm sorry...so sorry I worried both of you. I would have called, but I had to sort some things out." Sara stared at her feet, knowing that if she looked at either of them she would see nothing but hurt and worry.

"I'll call you a cab, Brass." Grissom strode to the study, leaving Brass and Sara to stair at each other.

"Excuse me." Brass set down his beer on the side and hurried to the bathroom.

Sara picked up a magazine that was lay on the desk. It was already turned to the cross words page, but it was only half finished. She picked up a pen and worked on it until she heard the door behind her squeak.

"Brass' cab'll be here soon. Where is he?" Grissom lent against the door frame.

"Bathroom." Sara stood and went back to the couch.

"How are you feeling, Sara?"

"I'm fine."

"Would you like your medication?"

"Please, Grissom. Do you know where they are?"

"You left them here before shift." Grissom grinned and walked into the kitchen picking up the pill bottle and shaking it. "I was scared that you'd miss them and pass out."

"Thanks Griss." Sara grinned back at him.

Grissom handed Sara the pills and a glass of water.

Brass reappeared from the bathroom just as his cab pulled up.

"Night guys."

"Night Jim." Sara gave him a hug, then retired to the bedroom.

"Yeah, night Jim." Grissom saw him out and then went in search of Sara. Finally finding her curled up in the guest room.

"Sara." Grissom closed the door behind him and perched on the edge of the bed.

Sara sat up and hugged her knees to her chest.

Grissom could see that she had been crying, but tried not to let her know it. "What were you doing for all that time, Sara?"

"I told you earlier, I had to sort some things out on my own."

"Okay, if you don't want to tell me what you were doing then that's fine. But can you least tell me why you came here instead of going to your apartment."

"Because...I uhm feel safe here." Sara wiped away a tear before it escaped too far.

Grissom smiled as he pulled the blanket up to her shoulders and planted a kiss on her forehead.

Sara grabbed Grissom and pulled him onto the bed with her. "Please don't leave me Grissom."

"I won't. I promise. Now, come into the other room. It's warmer in there."

"Okay."

Sara got up and Grissom held her as they walked to the bedroom.

"I can take the couch, Sara."

"No." Sara clung tighter to him, letting go briefly to allow them to both slip into the bed.

Sara curled up to Grissom, not worrying about the tears that had started to flow.

Once Grissom could hear her gentle breathing, he too slipped off to sleep.

Not such a cliff hanger tonight. The more of you that send a review, the quicker you shall receive the next chapter.
Take care.
Paige