I'll hold your hand while you walk through hell.

I don't own CSI or anything related to it…if I did I would be set for life. In fact my media professor told us if we ever meet the guy who created CSI, don't feel bad and pick his pocket and take one of his credit cards and have fun with it, he's loaded. Anyway, I don't own any of the songs in the story, so don't sue me, you won't get anything. Spoilers for season seven

Notes-This is the third in my Greg/Jenna series. I've been working on this one for awhile…it's what kept me awake in my math class last term. In fact I had planned to go right to this one after Flashback, but I thought I should have at least some sort of bridge between the two, but I do not like where I am with Getting to Know You All over Again. So I'm just going to call that one finished and jump right to this one. If I get unstuck with my bridge I'll go back to it, but I have a feeling that one is done.

Summary-Set during season seven and start of season eight. Can you watch someone you love walk through hell alone? The events of Fannysmackin threaten to ruin the one thing Greg has wanted all along.

Adopted

October 2006

Jenna used her hip to open the door to their apartment because her hands were full. In one hand she had Greg's suit that she picked up from the dry cleaners, her other hand was holding a bag of Jimmy John's sandwiches. She was tried from unpacking all day and sandwiches sounded damn good. The sounds of Marilyn Manson greeted her when she finally got the door shut. She looked over and saw Greg had his head buried in a case file and she cleared her throat loudly, scaring Greg.

"No don't get up and help me or anything. I'll just drop your suit and you can talk on the stand in a wrinkled suit. Maybe I'll even let Gabriel sleep on it, I'm sure his gray fuzzy will show up really nice on this brown suit. Greg took the suit out of her hands and gave her kiss.

"Your kitty will lose one of its nine lives if he sleeps on this suit." Jenna made a face.

"You know if we're going to do this living together thing, you need to more understanding of Gabriel, he's a big baby who needs love." Jenna sat the sandwiches down and picked up Gabriel and started petting him. "That's right you're just a big baby who needs love. Daddy should understand that, he's almost has needy as you are." The old male cat just purred and gave Greg a look that said to back off.

"I am not that evil little fuzzy balls father…there would have to be some weird genetics in play or one drunken night of fun that I was not aware of." Jenna stuck her tongue out at him and put the cat back on the couch.

"I got you dinner, be a little nicer towards my fuzzy offspring." Jenna grabbed a sandwich and cleared some room off on the table. Right now, things were still in disarray, they had decided to move in together late this summer, they had been dating for almost a year and considering Greg had ask her to move in with him once over eight years ago the time seemed right to take that step.

Thankful, wedding season was over and it made it easier for Jenna to move from Henderson to the apartment in Vegas that was closer to where she was working over ninety five percent of the time anyway. Her mother asked her not to sell the house though, she was thinking about coming back to Nevada and it made sense for her to re-move in to her house. Jenna had spent the last two weeks moving and the apartment was still sort of cluttered from two different people trying to fit their lives together.

"I think I'll finish the office tonight. That only leaves the bedroom and living room to finish unpacking," said Jenna taking a bite of her sandwich.

"Oh what…sorry," said Greg. He had put his suit away and was buried in the case file again. Jenna gave him a look.

"I haven't even been living with you a full two weeks yet and you're already ignoring me. Gee I can feel the warm fuzzies growing."

"Nah, I'm just really nervous about tomorrow. It's my first jury trial and I really want to drive the nails into this guy's coffin."

"Is this about the guy who drowned his wife and baby? Trust me; the court of public opinion already has this guy in the chair with a needle ready. Unless you show them video evidence that he was somewhere else that night that guy is going away forever." Greg raised his eyebrow.

"It's nice to see the jury of the public is so ready to convict. So I guess my job is sort of pointless."

"No, you give people the proof that he is a scum bag and should be resting with a needle in his arm. You're going to do fine, you've been with this case since it started and know it inside and out. If they don't buy the evidence, just flash them that sexy smile your mom coughed up God knows what for in braces." Greg grinned.

"How sexy is it?"

"Oh you know," Jenna went to kiss him when her cell phone went off. She smirked and answered the phone.

"Mean tease," muttered Greg returning to his sandwich and case file.

"Hi, puff a lump," said Jenna tapping Greg upside his head. "Yeah I'm all moved and Mama Clarissa is going to be living in the house again soon so you won't be losing your swing set. How's Peanut…oh well honey he's a baby they throw up. Why was your doll in the crib with him? I'm sure someday when he gets bigger he'll understand that you just wanted to play and that throwing up on your Cabbage Patch Doll is not cool." Jenna just grinned and rolled her eyes at her five year old niece Anya explaining why Jordan aka Peanut shouldn't have thrown up on her doll.

"Can I talk to Tío Greg?" asked Anya. Jenna's grin got wider and she poked Greg.

"Someone would like to talk to you." Greg took the phone from Jenna. He was fond of Jenna's niece, he had fun explaining what his job was to her last Christmas and teaching her what DNA was, she caught on quickly for a five year old.

"Hi Tío." Greg frowned confused by what she had just called him.

"Hi Puffy what's up?"

"Peanut threw up on my Cabbage Patch Doll. I was trying to play with him and he threw up on her."

"Did your mommy wash it?"

"Duh she had too silly, but she doesn't like the washer, it spins and it makes a lot of noise."

"But she's all clean again?"

"Yeah, but it still sucks that he did that." In the background Greg could hear Frankie yelling at Anya to watch her mouth.

"I got to go now Tío, be nice to Gabriel and Tia or else," said Anya in the most serious voice that could come out of a five year old and Greg forced himself not to laugh.

"I'll try, bye sweetheart."

"Bye!" called out Anya and he hung up the phone. Jenna just grinned at him and finished her sandwich.

"So Tío did you like your little chat with my puff a lump?" asked Jenna.

"What does Tío mean anyway? Are you two making fun of me behind my back?" Jenna just laughed.

"You've been adopted like or not. Tío means uncle, Tío Greg…Uncle Greg. I think it's very sweet. I'm going to finish the office now." Gabriel jumped off the couch and followed her to the second spare bedroom. Greg shook his head and went back to the case file; Jenna had turned off his Manson and put in some Oasis. Greg frowned and went into the office where Jenna was moving bookshelves and singing along with Liam Gallagher.

So I start a revolution from my bed
'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside the summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

"I was listening to that, it helps me focus," said Greg, Jenna shrugged and started unpacking books.

"I want something a little mellower and I've had that song stuck in my head all day and I wanted to hear it. Compromise with me here or your going to be unpacking your own shit." Jenna turned back to the box and got some more books on the shelf, when Greg wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her hair.

"Let's take a break."

"I just started unpacking in here."

"I think you left something in the bedroom that needed unpacking…besides we really need to break in this place. I think we should start in here and end in the bedroom," whispered Greg, Jenna started to squirm against him and she grinned.

"So you're not going to ignore me anymore?"

"I think I'll win the jury over with that sexy smile you were talking about."

"See good things happen when you listen to me," said Jenna kissing him.