Hi :) My second story, I do not plan to write another after this until the first one is complete. Please enjoy it. :)

"HE'S HERE! GET THE MEDICS, HE'S IN HERE!" Nick Stokes shouted as he knelt next to his beat and battered friend. "It's alright Greggo, I'm here buddy. You are gonna be ok, you hear me? Greg?"

He turned around as he heard footsteps rush down into the room. "Russell, give me your jacket, let me cover him up." He said and held out his hand. Russell quickly pulled it off and passed it to Nick who covered Greg with it, saving the little dignity he had left.

"How is he?" Russell asked as he bent down next to his team member's head.

"Not good. He has a pulse but it's really weak. I'm no doctor but I can tell that he is not gonna last much longer without help." Nick told him sadly.

Catherine bent down next to him too and grabbed onto his hand lightly, which looked like it had multiple broken fingers. "Come on Greggo, just hold on for a little bit longer." She told him, stroking his hair back on his head, which was hanging on his forehead, stuck together with dried blood.

"He's freezing. Has anyone got a blanket in their truck?" Nick asked, only just noticing how cold his deathly still friend was.

"Yeah, I'll go and grab it." Morgan said as she darted off out the room and up the stairs.

"I'll go see if the cops have any." Sara told him, following Morgan up the stairs.

"Come on, stay strong Greggo." Nick told him, rubbing his forearm gently, holding his hand too.

Russell and Catherine looked at each other and shared a sympathetic look as they saw how much Nick was affected by everything that had gone on.

Then, to everybody's surprise, Greg's eyes flickered open ever so slightly. "Greg! Greg, we're here ok? Help is coming, we're gonna take you to the hospital." Nick told him with a smile. However it looked like Greg didn't understand him, or didn't hear him, as he just moved his eyes around the room slightly, looking around in fear.

"Greg, you're ok now. We're here; no one is going to hurt you anymore." Catherine told him, but he still didn't seem to recognise who they were.

Morgan came running back down the stairs carrying a thick blanket in her arms. "Here." She said as she passed it to Nick. "Greg!" She exclaimed happily when she saw his eyes open.

"He is not with it Morgan." Russell told her.

Morgan looked to him disappointed when Sara came back down the stairs with the medics who had just arrived.

"Mr Sanders? Can you hear me?" The first one said as the team moved out of the way so that they could get in.

"His pupils are unresponsive. Call the hospital and tell them we're on our way." The other said as they shined a light into Greg's eyes.

"Is he going to be ok?" Sara asked them.

One of the medics looked up to her. "Honestly, I don't know. He's got a lot of injuries. Some of them should have been treated a long while ago, there's no guessing what he's been through, but all I can say is that if he comes out of this, he's going to be in the hospital for a long time."

The whole team; Russell, Sara, Nick, Catherine and Morgan were sat around Greg's bedside at the hospital for as long as they were allowed to. Nick refused to move when they were all told visiting hours were over by the nurses, but they willingly let him stay after hearing the story of how Greg ended up there in the first place.

They had been told that Greg might not week until sometime next week, but that didn't stop them from turning up every day to sit with him. Of course they all came at different times so that work was still getting done at the lab; however Nick had not returned to work. He stayed at the hospital for most of the day, working from there whilst waiting for any signs of waking from Greg. The only time he ever left was when the team forced him to go home and get some proper rest, or when they forced him down to the cafeteria to eat.

They could all see how desperate Nick was for his best friend to wake, and although they had all missed him greatly, they all knew Nick had missed him ten times worse. He hadn't rested until they found him. Catherine and Sara thought that he had taken it so hard because of losing Warrick a few years back, but nobody knew whether that was why or not. They just tried to comfort him whenever they hit a dead end in their investigation and told him that no matter what they would find Greg.

Flashback

They all watched the CCTV as Greg unknowingly backed down the alley into the arms of his kidnapper. He turned around, shining his flashlight down the side of a dumpster when a man, who had a much larger build than Greg, jumped out and caught the CSI off guard, tackling him from behind.

They sat huddled around Archie's computer, watching as Greg fought with the masked assailant who was then joined by another man who came over and kicked his leg up right into Greg's stomach. But to everyone's shock, Greg still managed to kick out at the guy in front of him and elbowing the man behind him.

However two men both easily twice the size of Greg was enough to take anyone down and after a minute of ruthless fighting, Greg was left unconscious and being dragged down the alley and out of view of the CCTV camera.

End Flashback

Nick had taken it upon himself to process Greg in hospital and took no joy in doing so. Every bruise on his body, every break in his bone, every cut on his skin made Nick want to kill the bastards who had done this to his little brother even more.

There wasn't one piece of Greg that had come out unscathed from his time with his captors. One piece of information that gave the team a slight bit of relief was the SAE kite, which thankfully came up negative. However it didn't make the team as relieved as they should have been, because the doctor had just told them something else.

Greg groaned and his face turned into a frown as his eyes flickered open. He stared up at the ceiling for a while but eventually turned his head slightly to see his best friend Nick sat next to the bed he was in. In the hospital. They had found him.

"Hey buddy. Welcome back." Nick said to him happily as he patted his friend's arm gently.

Greg tried to give him a smile but it hurt so a small twitch was all he could manage. He had woken before; however he was so out of it on drugs that he hadn't shown any signs of being coherent.

He rolled is head the other way and saw the rest of the team sat around him.

"You found me." He told them, slurring his words slightly, from the pain meds he was on and the fact that he couldn't move his jaw that much.

"Yeah we did, we wouldn't stop until we had you back." Morgan told him with a smile on her face.

He offered her the best smile he could muster and let out a huff of pain. "Let me call for a nurse." Catherine told him and pressed the call button.

He rested his head back on the pillow and moved his arm to his leg, where he pressed on it slightly, and then harder. The team looked at each other, sharing unspoken words, remembering what the doctor had told them.

Greg looked up panicked, "Why can't I feel my legs?"

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