Calling Gil

[equalsmcsquared]

Returning from the park, Sara dropped her jacket on the back of a chair and curled up on a couch, one hand touching her stomach.

The other reached for the phone and she dialed the number without looking.

"Hi, Gil. It's me..."

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[drgrissom]

His voice sounds a little choked, but strangely relieved.

"Hi," he says quietly but sweetly. "How are you?"

[equalsmcsquared]

"Good, I'm good."

Pause.

"Missing you like hell. How're you?"

[drgrissom]

"Missing you like hell," he replied sadly.

"Do you remember Allison Cameron? She was in one of your classes, I can't recall... Chemistry, maybe? When I covered for you, when you had court..."

Grissom is babbling. Surely, not a good sign.

[equalsmcsquared]

"Yes, I remember Allie." His tone alarms her and she sits up, gripping the phone tighter. "What's happened?"