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Sara's Side to Chapter Eighteen
The light had faded away. Everything was dark. The only thought in my mind was '
where's Grissom?' If someone is dead, can they think?
I can still feel my legs... I'm alive! Is Grissom alive too?
"Grissom, you ok?" Sara asked into the darkness, hoping that she would get an answer.
"I'm fine, you?" Grissom said. Sara sighed, relieved that Grissom was alive too.
"My eyes don't really seem to work, but other than that, I'm fine." Sara replied. She tried blinking, hoping the dark would go away so she could see that Grissom was alright.
"So... was the bomb fake?" Gil asked.
Sara didn't know, "I... guess so," she answered. Sara's eyes adjusted to the room. She looked over at Grissom, he was fine.
"What are we going to do now? We are still tied to thee stupid chairs." Sara said and struggled to get out of the tape.
"Wait, Greg and Archie are going to get help. I hope..." Gil answered.
Well, that's reassuring, Sara thought. The next few minutes were silent. They were an awkward few minutes, it seemed that both of them had realized what each of them had said to each other in the apparent last minutes of each of their lives. Their feelings were out there, in the open, and they chose to keep quiet.
Grissom broke the silence, "Sara, about earlier, did you mean everything you said?"
"Yeah, I did..." Sara answered. "Did you mean it?"
"Every word, I don't regret a thing I said. I love you Sara." Gil answered.
Sara smiled, "I love you too."
Again, both of them were silent. An hour went by, and finally Greg and Archie came back with SWAT to rescue them, although their guns were useless. Sara looked down at the dead Paul Millander, this time, he was dead.