[ooc: Grissom will get his reaction now. Feel free to god the arrival at the hospital however you like.]

"Jesus Christ," Grissom breathes, catching sight of Sara's pale face. He reaches across and takes her other hand, knowing Jack won't let go either. "You're going to be okay, Sara. You beat her. You beat her at her own game. You're going to be okay."

After a few minutes, Sara stirs, opening her eyes blearily. "In custody?" The words are obviously painful to speak.

"Yes," Grissom says quietly.