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Author’s Notes: Story is from Sofia's P.O.V...Forgive me but story is very sad.
Everyone keeps telling me Sara is dead, but I don't believe them and why; it's because I still see her everywhere. I saw her in the supermarket this morning, I saw her when I picked up my dry cleaning, Hell, I even saw her taking a bath last night...So how can everyone say she is dead.
Gil Grissom of all people just called and offered to talk with me about my feelings, now that's a joke Mr. 'No Feelings' himself wanting to talk to me about feelings, I just told him I didn't need anyone to talk to because I had Sara to talk to.
Nick just left, mainly because I told no I screamed at him to leave even though he came to my place to offer his condolences about Sara, but why should he I haven't lost a loved one.
I just got off the phone with Warrick's wife Tina and she kept saying how sorry she was that Sara had died, but I told her she was lying that Sara is on a double shift and she will be home in a few hours.
Catherine just dropped off a vegetarian casserole, she must know that Sara and I are both vegetarians, and it was a really nice visit until she opened her mouth about how hard it was to deal with the death of her ex-husband and how she and her daughter Lindsey finally came to terms with it. I told her that I had nothing to come to terms with because Sara wasn't dead, I just wish everyone would stop saying that.
Greg just hung up on me and why I don't know, the reason I called him was to invite him over to dinner with Sara and I like we always did every Sunday, but he starting sobbing over the phone and asked how could I be so cruel as to talk about his best friend as if she were still alive, but it's all the rest of them who are being cruel to me by telling me that Sara is dead and I know she isn't, great now I'm the one crying.
I hear Brass's voice as he knocks on my door and as I let him in he tells me he needs me to come with him to the morgue, but why I'm not sure because there aren't any cases pending where I'm involved. As we drive to the morgue I hear him say that most everyone from the team has called him and told him about my 'weird behavior', but it's all of them that are acting weird because that are all saying this terrible thing about Sara.
As we get to the morgue I see Dr. Robbins and David and they look very somber, but then if you work with the dead on a daily basis I guess there isn't much to smile about. Brass then stops in front of the drawers where the dead are kept after autopsy and before getting picked up by a funeral home, he then opens a drawer and I can not believe what I am seeing or what I think I see; Sara's dead body.
I try and tell them it isn't her but then I see the tattoo on her shoulder that she got on our first anniversary as a couple; she picked a shining sun because she told me that I was the shining sun in her life...I start sobbing and collapse into Jim's arms...Oh my God NO it can't be true, but I guess I have to face the awful truth and know that everyone else was right, Sara Sidle the love of my life was dead.