Title: Day After Day

Author: Evidence

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Chapter one-Grissom prepares for his Geek's death

Author's Notes: Stole this format from the great writers here. Don't fear G and S fans the last sentence will tell you where this story is going.

On this day he chose to think of the past. Of the first time he met her, of the first smile she gave him. It warmed his heart to think of her now although it didn't diminish the pain. He had known her over a decade and loved her for the past two years. He had not expected to fall in love with anyone, especially not her.

"Gil," Catherine's voice broke into his thoughts, "I'm sorry to...interrupt." She was quiet, which was unusual for her. They all were being uncharacteristic lately ever since...

"It's okay. What do you need?" Grissom was glad that he could lose himself in his work during a time like this.

Catherine sighed. "Doc Robbins paged me- her body is on the way here. He said you wanted to be there."

Grissom shook his head. "Yes, I told him that."

"Are you sure? This isn't just another dead body, this is..." She paused finding the next word difficult to say, "Sara."

"I want to be there, Catherine. I don't want Eckley there or anyone else." Anger rose and then subsided. "I'm sorry I don't mean to get mad at you."

Catherine walked over to Grissom's desk and put her hand on his shoulder. "You don't need to apologize. We are all upset. We all loved her."

"Not like I did!" He spoke the statement without thinking. A few weeks ago he wouldn't have dared utter it but now what was the point. She would never know how deeply she moved him.

Catherine's paler turned whiter. "Oh, Gil. I'm so sorry."

"I never told her," tears formed and his throat grew dry, "I never told her how I felt."

"If you need me to go with you..." Catherine started but Grissom had already shook his head no.

"Thank you but I need to do this on my own." Catherine left with a squeeze of this shoulder blade.

Grissom slowly got up from his desk and proceeded down the hall to the coroner's office. It was the longest walk of his life. As he passed he saw Greg in the DNA lab, eyes bloodshot. Nick was coming from Trace, head bent down, not even noticing his boss walking pass him. The whole lot of them were in dire straits. It was if Grissom had sunk to the bottom of the ocean, drowning slowly, wishing the torture to be over.

"Gil!" Doc Robbins was hurrying out of the VIP morgue, crutches slightly hindering him.

"Albert, you shouldn't be surprised to see me, you knew I was coming."

"Gil," the doctor acted like he hadn't heard him, "the girl they brought in, same height and hair color but..."

Grissom's breath caught in this throat.

"It's not her. It's not Sara."

Grissom began to shake from joy but then stark reality gripped him. "She's still in danger. He's got her."

To be continued....