Re: Crime Of Passion
The nurse watched him walk away, her heart wrenching for the couple. She wondered why they had so much bad luck on their side - what had either of them done to deserve it? Come to think of it, nobody deserved to go through what Sara had.
It was a couple of hours before the doctors finally managed to stabalize her enough to let her out of theater. She was on the Intensive Care Unit and the nurse who had grown so attached to them both watched her from behind the glass, that pain in her heart again. Generally, she didn't let herself get that involved with patients, it didn't do her any good, but these two were special. She couldn't help empathizing with both of them, and felt horrible having seen all they had been through together, and yet they still stuck it out.
When Sara slowly stirred, another three hours later, she wearily looked around the room, feeling a slight tug on her stomach from the stitches. It didn't take long for a nurse to come in and check on her.
"W-what's happened...to me?"
She asked in nothing more then a hoarse whisper, her throat dry and painful when she tried to speak.
"Ms. Sidle, I'm afraid...the surgeons had to remove the fetus. It could have...you may not have survived much longer if they hadn't."
Sara's eyes filled with tears and she felt as if her heart had broken into a million pieces. Grissom wasn't there, her baby was gone, again, and she'd been faced with the prospect of dying, again. It was all just too much to take. She was now actually wishing her suicide attempt had been successful.
"I...."
She didn't know what to say, so the nurse cut in for her, unable to look Sara in the eyes for fear of all the pain she knew she'd see there.
"It was an ectopic pregnancy, Ms. Sidle...I'm very sorry."
She said as gently as possible, wanting to just give the poor woman a hug. Sara looked up at her, feeling like she could throw up from all the pain.
"Where's...Grissom?"
She croaked, tears streaming down her cheeks. All she wanted right now was for him to hold her and tell her it would be alright. Somehow, she didn't think that was going to happen.
"He left whilst you were in theater, said he'd be back and if you woke up when he wasn't here, to tell you that."
Sara nodded numbly, shrinking down in the bed, wondering how much more her heart could take before she really did die of a broken heart.
((Whoa, long post. lol))