Invisible Assailant

Chapter 8: Revelations

A/N: I have no clue where I am going to add Warrick in to the story. Somewhere, but not in this chapter. Sorry for the delay—I know I know. I as a writer suck big time for making all of you wait. My brain has been pretty idealess concerning this fic. Here’s hoping that soon I will be able to write more than a chapter a month. Very very short I know…but you all have been wanting an update so I put this out really fast for ya.

She and Nick were leaving the hospital and Sara hadn’t said two words to Grissom the entire time. The guilt gnawed at her stomach as she thought about it. What was she supposed to say to him? Hey Grissom, how are you. I let Catherine’s kidnapper get away, but don’t worry we’ll catch him. She knew it was her fault, she should have known he was there. She should have done something, anything to stop it.

“Sara.”

“Huh? What Nick?”

“Are you alright?”

“Yea sure. I am fine, why?”

“No reason. You just seem a little distant that’s all. I was worried.” As she stared into his eyes, she saw the concern and worry in them.

“I was just thinking about things. You know— just stuff.”

“Like Catherine?”

“Not just that.”

“Care to share with a friend?”

The silence in the car was deafening as she contemplated Nick’s words. Her head and her heart couldn’t seem to agree. She knew she should tell him. Would he be angry for not revealing it sooner? Or maybe he wouldn’t mind that she had kept something from him.

“Sara, did you hear what I said?”

“Yea, I did.”

“Well, do you wanna talk about whatever it is that’s on your mind?”

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He remembered her. Watching her at the funeral, dressed in black, laying flowers on the grave. She smelled so sweet even then, her hair blowing in the wind. He knew at that moment he wanted her. The fact that she knew Catherine had only added to excitement.

He saw her walk out of the hospital building next to her co-worker; the urge to take her nearly rousing him to act. Her fear, the fear that he had instilled in her, was present in her every move. He knew that if he could see her face, the anguish alone would have been enough to make him lunge after her.

And yet something held him back. Seeping back into the darkness he recalled his mission. He had a job to finish.

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“Nick—”

“Something’s on your mind.”

“ It’s the girl. The one at the crime scene.” She replied, walking away from him.

“The DB? What about her?”

“ I knew her.”

To be continued…...

I will get back into the case next chapter…I couldn’t think of any way to make this longer…please review, if any of you are still reading that is.