"Cause I can wait Forever by helping you to see that I was meant for you and you were meant for me"
It had been three long weeks since she'd whispered those sweet words to him....He still could hardly believe she'd actually said it, but she had and it was amazing..
And even after three long weeks to think of a reply worthy of that kind of sentence,
he still couldn't.....
How could you answer something that in one breath incredibly answered all your dreams and wishes.....
Probably more his dreams,
cause a dream can go where
a wish cannot,
A dream can bring true
what a wish never thought,
when he dreamed of her,
she's holding my hand,
my feelings for her those I'd never planned....
But she had said it, and all he could do was stand there and look at here... For a moment he could see what that silence did to her, as he watched hurt, grief and disappointment
ripped across her face, but only for a second and then she smiled, bright and beautiful..
He felt awful, but he was lost around her, she had this affect on him, she was too perfect, too amazing,
too wonderful, she even smelt perfect, sweet of soap, shampoo, and a soft scent of roses....
Thinking of this even now, as he sat in his office, he felt himself longing for her, for her to be here, and for him to be able to tell her just how much he loved for, how much
he wanted her, wanted to take her in his arms, and never let her go....
But he couldn't, he'd only end up hurting her somehow or another, causing her even
more pain, and that he really couldn't bear....
'I'm doing the right thing', he told himself firmly.........
If it is the right thing? Then why does it feel so much like the wrong thing???
He couldn't answer that, he couldn't even think that, it hurt too much....
He wanted her too much.........
But again back to that day in the hospital and for the weeks after that, She'd being so amazing, quietly by his side the whole time, holding him together in his greatest moment of need... And when he'd finally felt up to facing reality, and going past that dreaded curtain, to see
his Mother, to say Goodbye....
She'd left him alone, but alone it had been too much for him, as soon as he saw her, knew she was never coming back, he'd frozen up...
And then he'd, childish as it may seem, ran from the room
and its shadows, away from his dead Mother, away from the smell of death, away from the floods of despair and sorrow, away from it all....
Right into the arms of an Angel, his Angel, his Sara......
He half sat, half collapsed into a chair in the waiting room, apart from Sara, he was alone..... He sat with his head in his hands, shaking, wishing it would all just go away...
Sara came over, as I knew she would, she sat down beside
me, wrapping her arm around me, leaning her head on my shoulder,
I could feel her warm breath on my neck and her soft hair against my cheek, she ever so gently rocked me back and fourth, soothing me
like a child, knowing in that moment I just needed her to hold me, for fear I might just slip away and be lost forever...
She softly whispered in my ear, 'It's okay, everything is going to be okay...' And over and over again,
'I promise, I promise, I promise...'
And slowly, almost unwillingly I began to give in to her, to believe the words she whispered all in a rush, her breath tickling the back
of my neck, sending a shiver all the way through me.....
I knew she loved me, In her own soft gentle way and really
thats all that matters............
She won't leave me......
And he had been right, she didn't leave his side once.......
So together they made it through it all.........
But here he was three weeks later, sitting alone again, wondering about Sara..... He almost wished all the drama hadn't ended, as awful as it had been, at least he'd had her by his side...
He was so afraid they might just go back to how they were before it all happened!
If he couldn't stand not being with her before it
all, it was fifty times harder now, she really was more wonderful than he'd ever realized,
she never ceased to amazing him.......
Just as he began to drift off into dreamland, to day dream of Sara and a place where he could tell her what she really meant to him,
There was a knock on his door.........
flustered, he said, 'Come in..'
And in walked Sara....
She smiled, a concerned look on her face...
'Hey...' 'How are you doing?'
'Me? I'm doing good, fine...'
A strange look, he couldn't read, flashed across her face, but she quickly smiled again, saying
'Thats great, Grissom, really great'
'Well, I just came in to make sure you were okay....I'm finished for the night......She trailed off.....
He wasn't sure what to say?
'Thanks for coming, But really I'm fine...
You should go home
and get some rest, you deserve it....'
He smiled at her, hoping
that he was near saying the right words.....
'Yeah, you're right, I should go, she said all in a rush.. 'See you tomorrow, Goodnight....'
Then she quickly backed out of his office
before he could say another word.........
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Sara fled from the office, trying hard not to ran, her eyes burning with trying not to cry.... She just about made it to her car, and even before she'd shut the door,
the tears began to fall in waves,
making her cheeks glisten in the darkness,
she cried her heart out,
despair flowing from her,
hope ebbing slowly away from every
little part of her soul......
She felt ready to give up, give up on him,
give up on everything...
she really had thought the last weeks
had meant something, she knew he'd thanked you, many times,
but after everything she'd hoped for something more than words..
She'd hoped for some kind of gesture of Love,
even a small gesture,
because all she'd done for him was out of Love...
Love for him...
She'd thought of the worst moments in her life,
when she would sit alone and pray with every fiber of her being that someone would come and rescue her,
just whisk her away from all the hurt and sadness...
She'd thought of the kind of person she'd dreamed would come and rescue her, her Hero..
But even as a child it didn't take her to realize that
if the right Hero doesn't come along,
sometimes we just have to save
ourselves.....
And that was what she did, but she had always kept that image in her mind of the Hero, she had so badly longed for as a lonely child....
And as she'd watched Grissom go through the darkest,
hardest few weeks of his
life to date..
She thought of that person she'd wished for,
and she'd tried her hardest
to be that person for him...
She thought she'd done good,
but not good enough for
him, for him to realize there isn't
anything she won't do for him.....
She wasn't angry, only deeply sad......
'Inside the Heart of each and every one of us there is a longing to be understood
by someone who really cares, When a person is understood by someone they
love and who loves them, he or she can put up with almost anything in the World.......'
With this thought in her head, she made up mind.....
She would give him one last chance....
Yeah, one last chance....
And after that whatever happened happened,
he deserved one last
chance for everything he had done for her..........
She flipped down her mirror, 'Oh God, she looked awful..'
As she searched for a comb and
some lip gloss or something in her bag, t
he clock caught her eye, it was 12.10am?!?!
How did it get that late? How long had she been sitting here lost in her thoughts.....?
Quite awhile was the answer, too long actually......
She looked around the car park... Grissom's
car was still here, So he must still be in his office...
It was now or never.......
Taking a deep breath,
she stepped out of her car and set off,
fingers crossed in her pocket.....
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Grissom looked up at the clock above his door, it was after midnight, he really should go home,
all he was doing was sitting thinking of Sara and what had happened earlier? Over thinking it all
actually... Trying to figure it out what had happened?? What had he said wrong??
But well over an hour later, he still had no idea how to fix it.....? Whatever "it" was.....
Because for her he would fix the World.........
He got to his feet, gathering up his things,
when he was ready, he walked to the door,
but before he got to it, it was pushed open,
giving him a shock..........!
And there stood Sara, soft and tender,
hair curling softly around her face, eyes shining,
cheeks bright...
And somehow he knew this was his last chance......
So he took a deep breath,
getting ready to pour out his heart and soul
to the woman he loved,
he needed his wits about him...
The perfect words were needed when winning
over the perfect person....
Here Goes.............
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