AN: CSI Nick/Greg shipping, m/m slash, don't like, don't read. Please review at the end of each chapter!
5 Chapters
Disclaimer: Not mine, blah blah (if they were, the CSI romance-plot lines would look quuuuite different... :-P)
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Regain confidence
Helpless hands (G)
"Can you do it, like, soon, because it's my last hope. I need this evidence more than anything." Catherine removed her hand from Greg's shoulder and left the lab.
Greg lifted up the jar she had given him and peered into it. Inside there was something that looked like half a hamster.
"Ew." Greg made a face and placed the jar next to the other things he needed to finish investigating today.
Just as he had decided to take a short coffee break before starting on the hamster, Nick entered, carrying a small evidence bag.
"Please tell me you're coming to fetch evidence and not bringing in more stuff I have to take a look at." Greg said with a deep sigh and Nick smiled.
"Sorry Greggo, but I indeed have something you'll need to investigate. Today." he added and he laughed at the pouting Greg in front of him.
Greg nevertheless accepted the bag Nick was handing him. It contained one singular hair.
"So tell me," he asked, "what exactly is it that you want me to do with this hair?"
But Nick wasn't listening. He was watching Greg's hands as they ripped open the bag, searched for a pair of tweezers and pulled out the blond hair.
"Your hands are shaking." Nick said and he grabbed the wrist of Greg's free hand.
Greg pulled away and tried to hide his hand under the desk.
"No they're not." he said, but Nick noticed the sob that drained his voice.
He pulled Greg's hand back above the table and placed it on the surface. It did not lay still.
"Yes they are." he said and Greg looked down immediately.
There was silence for a few seconds, then Greg managed to explain.
"Ever since the explosion-" he whispered and Nick kneeled down next to Greg's chair.
He reached out and took Greg's trembling hand into his own, gently caressing it.
"It's okay," he said, "it's okay."
Greg dropped the tweezers with evidence on the table and covered his eyes with his arm. Nick could hear him sob and he removed Greg's arm from before his face.
"Greg?" he asked, but Greg kept his eyes shut and shook his head as tears ran down his face.
"Greg!" Nick said a bit louder, "Look at me, Greg."
The younger man opened his tear filled eyes and looked deep into Nick's dark brown ones.
"Did you hear me, Greggo? It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay. I promise."
And with these words Nick pulled Greg into a close hug, allowing the lab tech to let his emotions flow.