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Hidden Scars

Three days had passed since the storm, drenching everything. Greg had been at Sara's the whole time, and enjoying every minute of it.

"Hey, babe, wake up," Greg said softly to Sara. Sitting on the bed next to Sara, he lightly brushed her cheek. He smiled and ran his hand through her hair as she stirred.

"Morning," she replied with a sleepy smile. Greg bent down to kiss her, and she pulled him into a hug. Their moment was interrupted by the shrill ringing of Sara's phone.

"Man, I guess the phones are good now," Greg groaned as he sat up.

"I wonder who it is," Sara said as she picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Sara?" It was Grissom.

"Grissom?" Sara asked. Greg frowned.

"Sara, are you ok? That storm did a lot of damage."

"Yes, I'm fine," Sara rolled her eyes. Greg smiled and wrapped his arms around her.

"Good. Do you know where Greg is? I can't reach him."

"Um, yeah. I talked to him this morning," Sara lied. Greg muffled his laughter into the pillow next to him. Sara smiled.

"Ok, well, I need you two to come in. We've got cases to work. Be careful on the roads." Then he hung up.

Sara hung up the phone and groaned. "Grissom wants us in the lab," she told Greg.

"I'd rather stay here with you," Greg whined as he kissed Sara. She smiled.

"Me too. Well, I guess we should get dressed and go," Sara said as she got up. She began to dress in one corner of the room while Greg took the other. "So how are you feeling? It's been three days since your fall."

"Good, it doesn't hurt anymore," Greg said. He frowned to himself, he knew it was a lie. The pain was worse now, and it killed him to make any fast movements. He tried keeping it hidden from Sara so she wouldn't worry. He slowly took off his night shirt and replaced it with another clean shirt. He stopped for a second and looked at his stomach. There was a very large bruise, and it was deep black and blue. It hurt horribly when he touched it. Wincing, he pulled his shirt back down and turned to face Sara.

"Are we ready?" she asked as she approached Greg and wrapped her arms around him.

"Yup," Greg answered. He pulled Sara close to him, wincing when she hugged his waist too hard.

"Let's go then," she said. They walked out the door hand in hand.

Everybody was rushing at the lab, and by the looks of it, every single person was there. Greg and Sara made their way to the break room where they were to meet the others. They entered and found everybody waiting for them.

"Good, now that we're all here, we can get to our scenes," Grissom said. He handed out slips of paper to the rest of the team. "Warrick and Catherine, you two are with me. A body was found outside a convenient store early this morning. Greg, Sara and Nick, another dead body found in an alley on 53rd this morning." Grissom handed the paper to Sara, taking an extra minute to stare at her. He broke his gaze when Greg cleared his throat. "We have a lot of work to do. Let's get started."

At the scene, Greg searched for prints and trace evidence, Sara processed the body, and Nick photographed.

"What do think happened?" Nick asked as he stopped taking pictures for a moment.

"Well, it looks like our vic was attempted to run away from her attacker," Sara said as she looked at the dead girl on the ground. "There's also no blood pool."

"That could mean she was stabbed somewhere else and carried here," Greg said.

"Exactly," Sara looked at Greg, then blushed when he smiled at her. Nick looked at the two, confused.

"Ok, well, it fits so far, I guess," Nick said, still dumbfounded. He went back to taking pictures. He eventually worked his way over to where Greg was processing. "So, you and Sara?" he asked, looking at Greg with a smile.

"How did you guess?" Greg asked, returning the smile.

"I've seen the way you two have been looking at each other all morning," Nick stated. "It's obvious."

"Well, Captain Obvious, it's true," Greg said with a small laugh.

"Haha," Nick said. He playfully poked Greg in the side, frowning when Greg winced. "Are you ok, Greg?" he asked, concerned. It drew Sara's attention.

"Yeah, I just bruised myself a little, that's all," Greg replied. "Let's say I took a little tumble."

"Hardly little, Greg, it was my roof," Sara interjected as she walked over to the guys.

"What were you doing on Sara's roof?" Nick asked, a little surprised.

"My satellite dish was down, so I called Greg to fix it," Sara said. She seated herself next to Greg and put an arm around him.

"The rain got really hard, then I slid and fell off," Greg added. "It's really not bad."

"Let me see it," Nick said.

"See what?" Greg inched closer to Sara.

"The bruise," Nick looked at Greg expectantly.

Greg sighed, he knew he couldn't hide it forever. "Fine," he moaned. He stood up and slowly lifted his shirt. He put the shirt back down when Sara and Nick gasped.

"Greg, that looks serious, you should go to the hospital," Nick said, truly concerned.

"It doesn't hurt!" Greg exclaimed with a small smile. He couldn't stand lying, but he felt the need to. Nick and Sara looked at him for a few more seconds before giving in.

"If you say so, but please take it easy," Nick said as he placed a hand on Greg's shoulder.

"I promise, I'll be careful," Greg said. Smiling, he put everything that he had bagged into the SUV and waited for the other two. Once in the car, Greg frowned to himself, hoping the others would keep it quiet around the lab.

One chapter done, who knows how many to go. A quick preview. Nick and Warrick have a small argument which leads to the discovery of Greg's injury, landing Greg in the hospital. Keep reading!