Hi everyone! I'm really missing CSI, so thought I would write a story. Please review and let me know what you think of it :P

"Okay guys, we have two big cases tonight" Russell started. It was 9pm and the start of the night shift. "Morgan, Nick, Greg, you have a D.B. in Henderson, Finn, Sara, you're with me off the strip" Russell told them.

The team all rose from their seats in the break room and Morgan took the assignment slip from her boss.

"See you guys later" Nick said as he, Greg and Morgan left them for the night.

"Yeah, see you later" Finn said as they left.

Russell grabbed his jacket from the back of a chair and looked to the girls, "Right, let's go."

"I'll take the body" Nick said as he assessed their scene.

"I'll go and talk to the guy who found him" Morgan said, nodding down to the dead body of a young man, no older than thirty.

"I guess that leaves me with the perimeter" Greg said as he smiled briefly at Nick and Morgan before he left them, camera in his hand and headed towards the tape that cornered off the scene.

The dead body was beaten to a pulp and barely recognisable to the ID found in his wallet. The fact that he had his wallet still on him surprised Greg. Around the part of town that they were in, robbery was almost expected. So with the victim not being mugged, it suggested something more, something personal.

Greg frowned as he found a crowbar thrown carelessly onto the ground, not far from where the victim was found. He shook his head as he snapped a photo of it. The guy who did this obviously wasn't very smart, as leaving the weapon behind was often a huge lead as to who their suspect was.

He walked a little further and took a few more photos of shoe impressions in the soft dirt. He was about to go and fetch a kit to take a mould of the impressions but something else drew his attention.

The crowbar he had just taken a photo of was missing.

Frowning, he looked around confused before he was hit on the side of his head hard.

The force of the blow was enough to knock him to the ground and he let out a huff of pain as he hit the dirt. He could barely see straight as he blinked away the pain that had exploded in his head and he looked to where his attacker had been. However just as his vision cleared enough to make out the shape hovering above him, he was struck again.

Blacking out, Greg's face fell onto the ground, dirt sticking to the blood trailing down the side of his face.

Blinking sluggishly, Greg attempted to open his eyes but squinted as his eye stung and brought a hand up to the side of his head. Pulling it away with a hiss, he could see that blood was still running from his head and down over his face. Taking a few deep breaths as he lifted his head from the ground, he winced when the world swam and swirled around him. After a few seconds he started to push himself to a standing position. After a few stops, he was able to stand with two feet firmly on the ground and he began to use the wall near him as support as he walked slowly back to where the others were.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Nick bent down by the body still and taking photos, however the flashes sent sharp bursts of pain through his already aching head.

Nick looked up as he saw from the corner of his eye Greg move back to the main scene and couldn't stop his mouth from dropping open at the sight of his friend.

"Oh my god" he said as he stood quickly and rushed over to him, grabbing his arm in support as he saw him clinging onto the wall to stop him from falling to the floor.

Morgan glanced over from where she was interviewing the person who found their victim when she heard Nick and gasped when she saw Greg. Excusing herself quickly, she rushed under the tape and ran to where Nick was holding onto Greg.

"Greg?" She questioned, looking at all the blood running down his face.

Nick hooked his friend's arm over his shoulders as he struggled to stay standing and another officer was quick to come over and grab Greg's other side.

"I need an ambulance" Morgan said worriedly into her phone as she called for the medics.

"Greg can you hear me?" Nick said as he held his friend up. His friend was still conscious and able to stand, but only just.

"I nee' to si' down" Greg said in a slurred voice and Nick and the officer all but carried him to Nick's SUV that they had come in. Morgan rushed in front of them and opened the door to the passenger seat, where they helped sit Greg down, resting him so that he sat straight ahead, so that he would not slump to the side with no support behind him.

Morgan grabbed a towel that they kept in the SUV and passed it to Nick who pressed it onto the side of Greg's head, where he was still bleeding heavily. Greg winced in pain and took in a deep breath.

"Stay with us Greg" Morgan said to him as his eyes drifted close.

"Hey tell us what happened" Nick said to him to try and keep him awake.

Greg swallowed, trying to combat the nausea sweeping over him. "Was a crowbar" he managed to mumble out and Morgan looked to Nick worried. "Took a photo, then it moved" Greg explained to the best of his ability, "Then was on the floor".

"Okay, man. Looks like you were hit pretty hard" Nick said to him as he pulled the towel away, blood having already seeped through it.

Greg sighed and slumped a little into the car seat and Morgan rubbed his arm, "Hey the ambulance is almost here, don't pass out" she told him.

Greg opened his eyes slightly and winced as he did. "Are you hurt anywhere else?" Nick asked him, trying to keep him talking.

Greg started to shake his head slightly but then stopped as pain exploded behind his eyes and he kicked himself for being so stupid. Morgan squeezed his arm comfortingly and turned to see the EMTs pulling up.

She moved out of the way as the officer guided them over and looked at Greg concerned.

"Sir, can you hear me?" One of them asked as he took over Nick's position of holding the towel to his wound, taking it away briefly to inspect what they were dealing with.

Greg grumbled in acknowledgement to the question and opened his eyes again which he hadn't realised had closed.

"Great, can you tell me your name?"

"Greg" he slipped out in a pained voice.

"Okay Greg, this is a nasty wound. I'm going to give you some morphine for the pain. Are you allergic to anything, Greg?" He asked as he prepared a small syringe ready to administer the pain relief.

"No" Greg told him as he screwed his eyes up slightly against the pain.

"Alright, just a small scratch in your arm" the medic told him as he injected him and then he grabbed some gauze passed to him from his colleague. He removed the towel from Greg's head and placed the gauze over it quickly. He secured it down with some tape and then spoke again, "Do you think you can walk to the van?"

Greg nodded slightly and began to turn to get out of the SUV he was sat in. The medic grabbed his upper arm to sturdy him and Nick did the same but the other side of him. They slowly walked to the ambulance and Greg was surprised that his legs didn't give way in the short journey.

The medic helped him lay down in the back of the ambulance and Morgan turned to Nick, "Should one of us go with him?"

Nick nodded, "Yeah you go, and I'll update the others. Let me know what they say at the hospital."

Morgan smiled slightly, "I will".

Nick smiled at her and pulled his phone out of his pocket to call his boss, and Morgan turned back to the medics and took a seat next to Greg before they shut the doors.

"Hey, yeah he'll be fine, he has a small bleed on his brain but the doctors are going to keep him under observation for the next few hours and they don't expect it to get any worse. No, he's asleep right now; he passed out on the way. Yeah, okay, bye."

Morgan hung up and let out a long sigh. Greg had passed out soon after reaching the ambulance and as soon as they arrived he was whisked away, leaving her alone in the hall, waiting for news.

The doctor had told her that he would be back soon to inform her of her friends condition, but it was half an hour later until she heard from anyone.

"Miss Brody?"

She looked up anxiously and nodded, "Yeah, how is he?"

The doctor smiled and sat next to her, "He's okay. We gave him a scan and found a small bleed inside his brain but we're confident it's not serious. We'll monitor him over the next couple of hours to see if the bleed continues, if not he'll be fine to stay here until he wakes and he'll be able to go home within the next twelve hours. So long as he's not left alone. His eye socket is lucky it's not fractured, it should heel fine on its own, however he'll have a nasty bruise for the next couple of weeks."

Morgan let out a breath of relief. "Thank you, can I see him?"

"Of course, follow me" the doctor told her. As they reached his room Morgan cringed at the sight of him. The left side of his face was black and blue and it had started to creep over onto the right side of his face also.

"He's on pain medication right now so he's not in pain" the doctor explained. "It could be a little while until he wakes but he'll be alright."

Morgan nodded, "I'm alright to sit with him?"

"Yes of course, press the call button if there are any problems when he wakes up or if you have any concerns" the doctor told her with a soft smile.

"Thank you". She stepped into the room and took a seat next to him. He was lucky. She had worked many cases where a blow to the head was fatal, and it was reassuring to see the oxygen mask placed over his face keep fogging up as he breathed in and out steadily.

Taking her seat next to him, she decided to call Nick and fill him in.

Nick was sat with Morgan in Greg's room when he started to wake. His eyes blinked open slowly and they both smiled as they looked at their friend.

"Hey man, how you feeling?" Nick asked him.

Greg closed his eyes for a second before answering, "Groggy" he replied honestly.

Morgan smiled sympathetically. "I bet, your head took a beating" she said softly.

He groaned as he bought a hand up to his head, feeling the rough bandage placed over where he was hit.

"Good news is you're going to be fine," Nick told him, "You actually had a small bleed but they gave you another scan half an hour ago and it hadn't gotten any bigger."

Greg let out a breath and looked to his friends, "How long do I have to stay here for?"

"You're allowed to go home today, they probably want to keep you for a few more hours just to make sure you're okay but then you can leave, as long as you're not on your own" Morgan told him.

"Can you see if I can go now?" Greg asked them, wiping a hand over his face, "I hate these places" he said quietly, closing his eyes.

Nick rubbed his shoulder friendly and stood to go and find a doctor who could answer his friend's question. Morgan frowned as she watched him leave and wondered what that was all about and shuffled in closer to Greg.

"Does your head hurt?"

"No, well yeah, but it's not too bad" Greg told her.

"The others were worried about you, I think you're getting a week off work from Russell too" Morgan told him with a small smile.

Greg smiled at her, "Finally some time off" he joked.

She laughed as Nick came back to join them. "Someone's going to come and have a final check on you, if it all looks good then we can take you home."

Greg let out a small breath and nodded, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, man" Nick said back to him and this added to Morgan's confusion. What was the deal with Greg and hospitals?

"Mr Sanders, I hear you're wanting to go home already" the doctor said as he entered.

Greg nodded, "yeah."

"Okay, if you don't mind stepping outside for just a second, I just want to check Mr Sanders condition" he said to Nick and Morgan, "if all looks clear I think you're safe to leave."

Greg nodded and let the doctor do all the procedural checks. Although it pained him to have the pen light shone into his eyes, everything else was good enough evidence to prove that Greg was okay to go home.

"I just need confirmation that you will have someone stay with you for the next twelve hours" the doctor said to him before Greg could be released.

"Yeah we'll be staying with him" Nick answered with a smile.

"Okay, then you're good to go" his doctor said, handing Nick a prescription bag, "He's to have two every four hours."

Nick nodded, "Got it, thank you."

"Ready to go, Greggo?"

Greg looked up to him and nodded, "Let's go."

Once they had gotten to Greg's house, Nick had ushered Greg straight to his bedroom and told him to get some rest. Nick and Morgan sat in Greg's kitchen and Morgan turned to Nick with a questioning look, "What was going on in the hospital?"

Nick frowned at her in confusion, "What are you on about?"

"Greg. Why does he hate hospitals so much?" Morgan asked him.

Nick shrugged, "It's a hospital. Not many people like them" he said to her with a small smile.

"This was more than that" Morgan said back to him, "There's something else isn't there?"

Nick's smile slid off his face and he sighed, "Don't let him know I told you this" he started in a quiet voice. "When Greg was beaten up, you know what happened years ago" and Morgan nodded knowingly. Greg had mentioned it when they were working a case before and although he didn't say much she got the general idea of what happened, "when he was in the hospital, he watched the boy he hit with his car die on the table. He was in the room next to Greg's" Nick explained. "Ever since, I guess hospitals just remind him of what happened and he blames himself for that kid's death still. I don't think that will ever change".

Morgan shook her head sadly, that's why Greg wanted to leave. Sure it must have been hard to know you were responsible for killing someone, even if it was self-defence, but to have to watch it?

"Don't let him know that I've told you" Nick said, breaking her thoughts, "He wouldn't want me to share what happened with anyone".

Morgan nodded, "Of course, I won't."

Nick smiled at her and then turned to Greg's living room, "You want to watch some T.V.?"

"Sure".

Nick stood from Greg's couch after an hour of bad daytime T.V. and went to Greg's bedroom and knocked on the door.

He slowly opened the door and went over to his friend, "Hey man" he said, shaking his shoulder slightly to rouse him. Greg turned in his bed slightly and his eyes opened.

"Sorry, I just had to check you were alright" Nick told him with a smile, "Doctor's orders".

Greg let out a breath as he rolled onto his back and pushed his head into his pillows.

"You fancy trying to eat something?" Nick asked him, even though he was sure his friend just wanted to go back to sleep.

"No, thanks" Greg said to him as he brushed a hand over his face tiredly, only to pull it away as it hurt to touch his giant bruise.

"Alright, I'll be back in an hour or so to wake you up again" Nick told him with a soft chuckle.

Greg smiled at him slightly, "Okay."

Nick shut the door to his friend's room softly and walked back to Morgan.

"I'm going to go to the lab and see what I can do on our case" she said as she saw Nick come back to join her.

"Alright, don't stay too long though, you should go home and get to bed" Nick told her as he passed her, her jacket.

"I won't, I just want to make a start on trying to catch the guy who did this" she told him honestly.

Nick nodded, "I hear you. I guess I'll see you tomorrow then".

Morgan smiled, "yeah, tell Greg I'll come by and see him whilst he's off work."

"I will" Nick told her as he waved her off.

Please let me know what you think of the first chapter!