Desert Palm Hospital
"We got him."
Everyone around the room went silent. Catherine stopped short when she spotted Warrick and Nick before turning her eyes to Sara. Her eyes were filled with tears as she tried to bury herself in Grissom's chest.
Then Warrick and Nick turned to Catherine with questions and demands. "Who?" Nick asked.
"Where. When. Who is it?" Warrick talked over Nick, moving closer to Catherine for answers.
"Where did you find him?" Nick asked on a breathless gasp. He was still trying to regain his breath from running up the stairs instead of taking the elevator.
"Hey man, calm down before we admit you." Brass joked.
"It was fairly easy." Catherine finally spoke. "He was at work, broader than life. He acted as though nothing happened. The tosser, I swear to you, when Brass went up to him, he was smiling."
"But he wasn't smiling when he saw the handcuffs come out." Brass informed them. "So, Sara, you can
relax and not worry about him for the next 20 years or so years."
"Thanks guys." Sara smiled through tears. "Thanks for being here for me. I don't know what I would have done if it wasn't for you."
Warrick moved to take Grissom's chair, seeing as he wasn't using it. "That's what family's for."
Grissom gently rubbed Sara's shoulder when she continued to cry quietly. "Hey, why don't you guys get some rest and come back when visiting hours start. Give Sara some time to sleep."
"Yeah, sure thing Griss." Warrick nodded quickly, jumping to his feet before kissing Sara's damp cheek.
Brass stepped up and placed his rough hand over hers. "Get some rest."
"Hey, I'll bring Linds by to visit tomorrow ok?" Catherine suggested, moving to squeeze Sara's hand.
Nick smiled and pecked her on the cheek before giving her a small hug, bumping Grissom in the ribs. "Sorry Griss." He chuckled, then turned serious eyes to Sara. "We're here for you kiddo, no matter what."
"Bye Nick." Sara smiled tiredly.
Nick sighed. "Yeah. Just remember, I love ya sis, so hurry up and get better. Or else you'll be speaking to me."
"Um," Grissom hummed negatively. "I think it's me that will be doing the speaking Nick, not you."
"Guys, I'm here, in the room, not out in the field." Sara grumbled at the teasing. She yawned and settled back against Grissom's side.
Warrick appeared in the doorway. "Uh, Nick, you ready to go bro?"
"Sure." Nick grinned.
Meanwhile back in the room, Grissom moved off the bed and sat in the chair to give Sara some more room. When she kept her eyes closed, he sighed and reached for her hand. "Look at me honey."
"Why Griss?" She stubbornly asked. "I told you I'm damaged goods, but you insist on coming back."
"You want to know why?" He asked her. "I'll tell you why. I have waited a bloody long time for
you to get over him. I've been biding my time so I knew when the right time was to admit my feelings for you. I'm not letting that scumbag come between us. Do you hear me Sara?"
Tears filled her eyes once again. "What do you mean Grissom.?"
"I mean, I've finally admitted my feeling for you, Hun. I mean, I could have lost you last night and it's amazing Greg is still intact."
"Oh no! Greg?!" Sara sat up quickly, wincing in pain. "You have to apologise to him. He was only doing Catherine a favour."
Grissom slowly pushed her back under the covers. "Yeah. Cath. I'm still mad at her for not coming to me right away. I would have been here for you." His fingers pushed her hair away from her face. "Just remember honey, I'm here for you."
Sara sighed and closed her eyes to shut his intense eyes out.
"I want to look at you. Please let me look and see those beautiful brown eyes." He whispered, but when he didn't get a reply or a response, he did the unexpected, and leaned forward to place a small light kiss on her lips.
"I'm going to be there when you go for counselling, Sara. You understand me? I'm going to be there for now on. No one else is going to be there, just you and me." His voice was soft and low as he waited for her eyes to open. When they did, a small smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. "I love you Sara. I always have and always will."
A sob escaped her. "Grissom." She reached for him and held him tightly, trying not to cause herself too much pain as he held her back. "I've waited a long time to hear those words form you Grissom. But Griss," She nuzzled her face into his neck. "You could've waited and save it, you know, like over dinner and stuff."
He let out a quick laugh. "When you're heeled and fit enough, we'll go out, have dinner, go dancing, whatever you want."
Sara went still suddenly. "Griss," Her voice was hesitant. "Even after what's happened to me…" She stopped, but couldn't continue.
"What is it Sara?" He asked, pulling back to look into her eyes.
"Um… After everything, will you… um… ever… make love to me?" She whispered the last words."
Grissom smiled and placed his hands on her cheeks to tilt her head up. "Oh honey, that would be a dream come true," His eyes sparkled, but he didn't let the pending tears fall, trying to be strong for them both. "But only when you're up to it, ok? No pressure, no rushing, nothing. When you're ready."
"I love you Gil Grissom." Sara whispered with feeling.
"And I love you Sara Ann Sidle." He whispered back with equal vigour before pulling her head forward. The kiss was soft and sweet and everything around them disappeared and only they existed.
Thanks to my best friend Moggie for being there for me while I was writing this story, and to everyone out there for reviewing. I hope you liked it. Also, I have a new story coming out soon.
So thank you again. Cheers! DONNA