Chapter 10 is up!!! ENJOY!!!
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Sara heard a shot and felt pain pierce her chest as she heard a shout that sounded like Warrick's voice, "LVPD, drop the gun NOW!" At the same time, she also heard a scream and opened her eyes to see Catherine staring at her with concerned eyes.
Keith noticed Catherine, and, unfortunately, recognized her. "You let Eddie die!" Keith fumbled with the gun as he turned towards Catherine.
"Oh no you don't!" Warrick roared, leaping at him and dragging him back, grabbing the gun and tossing it away as carefully as he could. Catherine limped over to try and help, but got nowhere, as she was shot and still bleeding. Then, she came up with an idea. She grabbed Warrick's cuffs and cuffed Keith, who immediately tried to bite her. Warrick grabbed his head and said,
"You try that again and I will rip your head off."
"Warrick, calm down." Catherine said soothingly, and put a hand on his shoulder. Just then, her eyes rolled into the back of her skull and she dropped like a stone, in a dead faint. Warrick knelt frantically at her head, while Grissom moaned,
"Sara! No, Sara!" Warrick chanced a glance over there and saw Sara lying on the forest floor, in a dead faint as well with blood seeping her shirt from her stomach. Warrick swore under his breath, picked Catherine up and strode over to Grissom and Sara. He laid her down next to Sara and muttered to Grissom,
"Watch them for a moment; I have to go take care of that creep." Grissom nodded and Warrick went over to where he had cuffed Keith. With one solid punch to the jaw he was knocked out cold. Warrick strode back over to the girls and Grissom.
"Where in the hell is that ambulance?" Warrick seethed, and then heard sirens.
"Thank God." Grissom muttered, and then Warrick remembered.
"Gris, you're shot, aren't you?"
"Yes." Grissom said in a surprised voice, having forgotten the blood staining his shirt and the pain forgotten in worry for Sara.
"Dammit! Get me some medics over here NOW!" Warrick yelled, and three medics burst into the clearing. Two of them immediately went to work on Sara and Catherine, and the other checked out Grissom. Grissom could walk to the ambulance, but Sara and Catherine had to be carried by stretchers.
Warrick hopped in the ambulance carrying Catherine, while Grissom was being treated in the one carrying Sara. They raced to the hospital, while Warrick and Grissom were just about going crazy with worry. When they reached the hospital Warrick and Grissom were shoved into the waiting room to wait. This was driving them completely insane, as they were told nothing.
Suddenly, the doors burst open and there stood Brass, Nick and his girlfriend Samantha, who was Sara's long-lost sister, and Greg and his girlfriend, Trixie, who was Catherine's long-lost sister. Sam and Trixie strode right up to the doctor and said in unison,
"What in the hell is wrong with our sisters?" The doctor's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to protest, but Sam stepped right up in his face and said,
"I want to know what is wrong with my sister, and my friend wants to know what's wrong with her sister. Tell us. Now." The doctor swallowed and nodded.
"All right, all right. Ms. Willows and Ms. Sidle have both ingested something that made them faint, and we do not know what it is at the moment. Other than that, Ms. Willows is perfectly okay, the gunshot she sustained didn't hit any organs at all, it just needs to heal, but Ms. Sidle's gunshot wound is a different story. We haven't assessed the damage yet, but I'm afraid it's not looking good for her. She's lost a lot of blood, and we lost her a few times. As of now, she's still in the operating room. And, before any of you can ask, no, you cannot see them. We are not sure whether whatever they ingested is contagious or not, so until we find out, you cannot see them."
The doctor walked away, and Nick came up behind Sam and slipped his arms around her waist, while Greg walked up to Trixie and slung his arm around her shoulders. Grissom and Warrick were sitting in chairs, their faces made out of stone. Then, Grissom spoke in a monotone voice,
"Nick, Greg, if you can, go to this shack on the outskirts of the woods we were at, and process every inch of it. Especially the bedrooms and the kitchen, okay?"
"Got it." Nick said, squeezing Sam's waist and then kissing her quickly before walking away with Greg, who had crushed his lips to Trixie's for a brief moment before walking away with Nick.
The pair was silent until they got into the car, and Greg said quietly, "They're gonna make it right Nick?"
"They will," Nick said firmly, and at Greg's questioning look, his firm voice disappeared and he sounded worried as he said, "They have to." Greg nodded, and Nick drove to the edge of the woods, parked, and the two CSI's trooped to the shack, armed with their silver cases, intending to search the entire shack. They were going to find out what poisoned Sara and Catherine if it took all night
Which, of course, it did.
As Nick and Greg searched, Trixie and Sam stood in the corner, staring off into space and not saying anything. They had the same look in their eyes that Grissom and Warrick had. Finally, Warrick said hollowly, "They're gonna pull through this, Gris."
"Are you trying to convince yourself, or me?" Grissom asked, his voice quiet, and Warrick shrugged, standing up with an angry expression on his face and said,
"Ah hell, I don't know!" Grissom watched as Warrick slammed his fists into the wall and then lean against it, leaning his head back with a furious expression. "Why Catherine? Why Sara? Why the hell did this have to happen to them?"
"You can ask Keith when he wakes up." Grissom said quietly, and Warrick, not caring who he hurt at the moment from his frantic worry over Catherine said,
"You don't sound like you even care, Gris! Sara is lying there fighting for her life, and all you can say is 'ask Keith'!"
"That's all I can say, Warrick," Grissom said sharply, not letting him see it but Warrick's words cut him deep. He had never been able to express emotions very well, and he had nearly lost Sara for that a few times, when she had threatened to leave if he didn't start opening up.
Warrick opened his mouth to say something, but then looked in Grissom's tortured eyes and thought better of it. He sat back down and said, "Gris, man, I, I didn't mean any of that. I'm just so worried, it's messing with my head. I'm sorry, Gris…"
"I know, Warrick. It's okay. And you're partly right, anyways…" Grissom said with a sigh, and the two men lapsed into silence again.
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