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"Nick! Good, you're here. I need to talk to you..." Greg walked into the break room and quickly sat down next to Nick.
"Hey Greg," Nick put down the newspaper he was reading. "What's wrong?"
"Well, I'm not sure something is..." Greg looked over to the door as Julian entered.
"Hey guys," he said while walking over to the coffee machine.
"So, what's wrong?" Nick asked curious.
Greg shook his head very subtle.
Nick got the hint and stopped asking.
Julian sat down opposite Greg, a magazine in one hand, his coffee mug in the other one.
Nick could notice the slight discomfort Greg was trying to hide. All three men didn't say a word.
Julian opened the magazine and started reading. "Can you believe that? I wouldn't want to be caught DEAD in that outfit, and Brit wears it out and about! Shouldn't she be rich enough to have someone decide what to wear?"
Nick just looked at Julian amused. He was always ranting about stuff he read in the magazines and Nick thought it was weird but amusing.
Greg kept looking at Julian as well, but instead of commenting his rants as usual, he was just sitting there with a weird look on his face.
"Are you alright, Greg?" Nick asked rather concerned. First, Greg wanted to talk to him about something that seemed to be quite important, and now he was sitting here, looking kind of uncomfortable. What was going on with him?
"Huh?" Greg looked at Nick. "Yeah..."
Julian looked up from his magazine as well. "You're sure? You want me to get you something to drink?"
"No! No, I'm fine. I..." Greg realized how weird he behaved. "I'm good, thanks..." He gave both men a sheepish smile when Catherine walked in, accompanied by Ray.
"Greg, you and Ray have a robbery in North Vegas." Catherine handed him a piece of paper with the address on it. "Nicky, you're with me. We leave in five."
"Alright." Nick got up and headed to the door, followed by Greg. Outside the room, Nick asked Greg again what he wanted to talk about, but Julian walked pass them.
"...Nothing, it can wait." Greg walked away, leaving Nick puzzled.
Three hours later, Greg and Ray arrived back at the lab.
Nick was sitting in the layout room, processing evidence he and Catherine collected.
Greg was standing in the doorway with some files in his hands. "Where's Catherine?"
Nick looked up to his colleague. "Down in autopsy, why?"
Greg went in and closed the door behind him. "Okay, I really need to tell you this. It may sound weird and I have no idea if I'm not seeing things that are not there. It's been a long day yesterday so I might misinterpret some things... I don't know, I..." He put the files down on the table.
"Greg. You're running off the track. What's this about?" Nick interrupted his rant, knowing it could go on forever if he wasn't stopped.
Greg sighed. He sat down opposite Nick. "Well yesterday... After we closed the case and I was ready to go home... Julian went into the locker room."
Nick smiled. "Now that can't be good." When he noticed Greg wasn't returning the smile, he stopped smiling. "So what happened between you two? Did you have a fight again?"
Greg shook his head. "It was so weird. He asked me about what happened when I was interrogating Hank Lloyd, if I was okay."
"Julian asked you about your feelings?" Nick said surprised. "Wow. How come?"
"Well..." Greg had that uncomfortable look on his face again. "He then hugged me, stroke my shoulder and told me how glad he was that I'm okay..."
Nick stared at Greg. Was he trying to say what Nick thought he was? "What... are you trying to say here, Greg?"
Greg sighed deeply. "I think Julian kind of... you know, hit on me..." Both discomfort and worry was shown in his face now.
"...You think he... hit on you..."
Greg nodded.
He tried the best he could not to, but Nick couldn't help but burst into laughter. "He hit on you?" He kept laughing, much to Greg's annoyance.
"When you're done, could you please tell me if you think I'm overreacting?" Greg said with an irritated voice.
"Sorry..." Nick tried to keep himself together. "So..." He kept chuckling. "What are you gonna do about it?"
"I was hoping you could tell me!"
"Well I have an idea, but it's risky... You want to hear it?"
Greg nodded with interest.
"First, you go shopping. Some flowers, chocolate, that kind of thing. Then you make a reservation in a good restaurant and ask Julian out!" Nick started to laugh again.
"Ha ha, very funny, you jerk," Greg said with a faint smile on his face. Thinking about it, the situation WAS kind of funny. But also a bit awkward. "Now come on, will you help me?"
Nick got up, walked over to Greg and patted him on the shoulder. "Sorry, hon, you'll have to figure that one out by yourself. And now excuse me, I need to find Sara. She'll LOVE it!"
"What? NO!" Greg quickly raised up from his chair. "Don't you DARE telling anybody!"
"Why not? It's funny!"
"Because I don't want to embarrass Julian!"
"Don't be ridiculous. Everyone knows already."
"Huh?" Greg was confused. "What do you mean?"
"Uhm... That he's gay? We all know, he's out."
"You mean he told you?"
Nick gave Greg a weird look. "Yeah he did. He was talking with his ex-boyfriend on the phone one day and then he told me. Not that it was any of my business, but whatever. Julian just likes to talk about himself. And besides, Greg, come on. It's not that big of a riddle."
Nick was alluding at Julian's rather flamboyant personality.
Greg had a foolish look on his face. He had no idea and didn't give it any thought, anyways. With Julian always drooling over female celebrities, he figured he was straight, but he obviously got that wrong.
"I'm gonna call Sara..." Nick laughed while getting his cell out.
"Don't!" Greg grabbed the phone out of his hands. "I'm serious! I don't want him to think I'm making fun of him or anything like that. I don't want to hurt his feelings..."
"Aw man, you're ruining a funny story, you know that? Alright, I'll keep my mouth shut. But if you really don't want to hurt his feelings, don't act all weird around him! It was SO obvious earlier that something was going on." Nick was still laughing when he left the room.
Greg grabbed the files he came with and went out the door. Julian bumped into him, causing him to drop his files.
"Julian." Greg said startled.
"Sorry, didn't see you there." Julian knelt down to help Greg pick up the papers. Their hands met several times, causing Greg to rapidly pull back.
"I got it, I got it... Thanks," he said rather nervous.
When they were done picking up the papers, Julian grabbed Greg's arm to help him get back up. "I'll be more careful next time, promise!" Julian gave him a big smile, patted him on the back and kept walking.
Greg just stood there, feeling like a fool. Looking to the A/V lab, he saw Nick and Sara laughing. Greg rolled his eyes. "Thanks for keeping your mouth shut, Nick," he said sarcastically to himself and walked away.
An hour later, Ray and Greg were discussing their case while sitting at a light table.
"So, Greg..." Ray put down the evidence they just finished discussing. "Julian's found a new object of desire?"
Greg tilted his head back. "I'm gonna KILL Nick!"
"Nick didn't tell me anything, Greg," Ray said with a smile on his face. "It's just that Julian stopped following me around all day, so I figured he's not interested in me anymore. And when I saw how you acted around him, I figured he chose you now."
Greg sighed. "I'm not a good actor, I guess." He smiled. "So how did you deal with him?"
"I didn't. I ignored it. At first I thought it was just admiration, but then I noticed him trying to flirt with me. Just don't cater to it and he'll get the hint."
"Don't you think I should, I don't know, tell him I'm not interested?" Greg was unsure what to do.
"Maybe, if you want to. I figured it was best to wait until he loses interest, I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable around me after rejecting him. We have to work with him, after all."
Greg actually thought Ray was right. Ignoring Julian's moves was probably not the most classy way of dealing with it, but it sure was the easiest – at least that's what he thought.