Do not own CSI or any of the characters
Do not own CSI or any of the characters.
Here is the sequel of Burnt to the Bone, Picking up the Ashes. This story is about Sara and Warrick's lives after the fire. How Grissom and Sara stay together. So basically it is about the whole teams lives after the fire. But most will be about Grissom and Sara.
Thanks for all of you that have read and review the first chapter. You support means a lot. Now here is chapter 2 enjoy!
Picking up the Ashes
Chapter 2
Sara was sitting up in her bed flipping through a magazine that Catherine had given her but she was not really paying attention to it. Her mind was on other things.
She was thinking about last night, and the kiss that her and Grissom had shared and what it almost lead too. Her mind kept on wondering what would happen in the future, if she was paralyzed. Would they still be able to do it?
She knew there were more important things to worry about, but this question kept on popping up. Would Grissom still love her? She couldn't help but wonder. Would she still be able to enjoy it? As she asked her self these questions and more, she did not notice Grissom and Brass enter the room.
Sara looked up as she heard her name be called. She smiled gap tooth at them.
"Hey,"
"Hey," greeted back Grissom, coming around the side of the bed and kissing her sweetly on the lips. This surprised both Sara and Brass. Grissom was usually not one for public affection.
"So how are you feeling?" asked Brass awkwardly to Sara.
Sara whose eyes were still staring at Grissom confused turned to look at Brass and smiled. "I fine, great really thanks," she answered smiling warmly at the officer.
Brass returned the smile. "That's great!"
This little act did not fool Grissom thought he could tell that Sara was just putting on an act. Something was bothering her, he just didn't know what?
It was around 7 o'clock and the nurse had just brought in Sara's dinner for her; roast beef, mashed potatoes, vegetables, a brownie and juice. Sara looked down at her plate disgusted. She had been a vegetarian for a few years now, she had told the nurse this but I guess you don't get a choice in a hospital. So with that Sara, poked around the meat with her fork at the vegetables and took a bite.
The vegetables where soggy and cold in Sara's mouth, she made a face as she chewed them. Hospital food sucked, thought Sara as she ate the remainder of the vegetables. Once every last one was eaten, Sara placed her fork down and pushed the food tray away.
She leaned back against the pillow and closed her eyes and sighed. She could feel hot angry tears welling up in her eyes. She was frustrated. She wanted to go home. She was tired of looking at the ugly yellow hospital walls, and of the food. Of everything basically. She was mad that she could not move and had to rely on others for everything. She wanted her life back!
Tears fell one by one down her pale cheeks, like rain drops on a window. Just then Sara emotions got the best of her and took the magazine she had been reading earlier and threw it across the room. The magazine hit the wall and fell to the ground. By this point angry sods took over Sara's body. Her chest heaved up and down, her breathing was rapid.
At the moment there was a soft tap on the room door and Warrick appeared into the room. He had been released from the hospital two days after the accident. A look of concern came across his face at the sight of his friend in distress.
Sara who had not seen him enter was a little jumpy when she felt his hand on her shoulder.
"Sara."
Sara looked up at Warrick through her red teary eyes then suddenly looked away embarrassed. Sara never cried and when she did it was in her own privacy. She never let anyone seen her vulnerable side.
"Sara," gently spoke Warrick, kneeling down beside the bed.
"Honey," he whispered taking her hand.
Warrick had been asked by Grissom to check on Sara. Grissom had returned back to work but was worried about her. Warrick had agreed to check on her, he was planning on visiting her anyways. He had some time off work until his collar bone healed.
Sara pulled away from Warrick, turning her back towards him as best as she could. Warrick tried to get Sara to talk and calm down but she just ignored him. She was crying hysterically now and Warrick wanted to know what was up.
So he stood up and walked around the bed to the other side. He kneeled down in front of her but before she could pull away, he took her face in his hand. He gently then began to caress her cheek. A moment passed before Sara's breathing became calm a little and she looked up at Warrick. Her brown eyes washed out in tears. Warrick smiled at Sara, gently massaging her jaw line with his thumb. "What's wrong?" he asked slowly.
"Everything," she replied back softly.
The night shift had just started and Grissom was in his office, about to head out to hand out assignments to the three remaining nightshift CSI's. Grissom stared blankly down at his cell phone, which was lying in front of him on the desk. He was waiting for Warrick to phone about Sara. He wanted to know how she was doing but didn't want to give anything away at the same time. Grissom had a fairly good idea that Warrick knew about him and Sara but didn't know how much he knew. He didn't want to lead him on.
Both Sara and him had decided they wanted to keep their relationship private still but Grissom had found that hard to do over the last week. He had great difficulty trying not to hold her in his arm at the hospital when the group was visiting. He just loved her so much and he couldn't help but show it sometimes.
Grissom's hand hovered over the phone, debating whether or not to phone Warrick himself when Nick stepped into the room.
"Hey," came the Texan voice.
Grissom dropped his hand at this and looked up.
Nick flashed his pearly whites at his boss, "We are all ready for the assignments."
Grissom gave the young CSI a puzzled look before realizing what he was talking about.
"Oh the assignments….right…I was just coming now," spoke Grissom rising to his feet. As he did so he shoved his phone into his pocket and tucked the folders under his arm.
Grissom then made his way over to the door Nicky following behind him. The two of them then made their way to the break room where Catherine and Greg waited.
Catherine and Greg both looked up from what they were doing and over at Grissom and Nick.
"Finally,"breathed out Greg as Grissom approached the two of them.
"Well it's nice to see you too Greg," smirked Grissom over at the young CSI.
"Sorry it's just that you took so long," replied Greg leaning back in his chair.
"Anyways," spoke Grissom turning his attention away from Greg and on to the rest of the team. "Since Sara and Warrick are both on leave, you all will probably be working solos for awhile." With that a rang of yes's rang through the room, mostly coming from Nick and Greg. "At least until Warrick comes back," continued Grissom ignoring the out burst.
Once assignments were handed out Grissom, headed back to his office to finish off some paper work that had been left on his desk earlier. As he poured him self a hot cup of coffee and got settled in his chair, there was a soft tap on the door and Catherine entered.
Grissom smiled at his friend and gestured her to come in.
Catherine returned the smile and took a seat in front of Grissom's desk.
"I am just about to head out but I wanted to see how you were doing?" she asked sounding concerned.
Grissom stared blankly at her, "Why would you want to know how I am doing?"
"Well it's just that you been away for a week and I haven't really seen you that much. You have been spending most of your time at the hospital visiting Sara," spoke Catherine to her friend. "I know how much you care for her."
Grissom didn't know what to make of his friend words. Was Catherine implying she knew something about him and Sara or was she saying she knew that they had a pass together?
When Grissom did not reply she continued on, "I know she cares for you too. Seeing her hurt like that must have really moved you uh?"
Grissom just grunted at this not sure where she was going.
"I know seeing her like that really moved me. Seeing some one you work with each day, in such pain and stress does really affect you. And I am not as close to Sara, as you are."
With that silence filled the room. Catherine green eyes stared into Grissom blue ones. There was note of determination in her eyes, noted Grissom. It was like they were trying to force some secret information out of him, but he wasn't going to give up that easily.
A moment passed before Catherine looked away and stared down at her wrist watch.
"Well I better be going, I just wanted to see how you were doing that all," she spoke turning her glaze back on him as she got to her feet.
"I am just worried."
Grissom stared up at his friend for a second before replying, "I know you are worried but there is nothing to worry about I am fine but thank you for the concern."
Catherine opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it. Instead she smiled at Grissom and left the room.
Grissom watched Catherine leave, a sweat of relief running down his forehead. He had been so worried that Catherine was going to say something of his relationship with Sara.
I hoped you enjoyed this chapter of Picking up the Ashes. There will be more to come soon, I promise.
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