A/N: This takes place during Fannysmackin', when Greg is in the hospitable.

Disclaimer: Me no own. You no sue.

Beep! Beep! Sara's cell went off. "Hello?" Sara asked

"Grissom here. Sara, I have some bad news. Greg was attacked and now is in the hospital. Sara?" Sara as soon as she heard "Greg" and "attacked" she was in her car and on her way to the hospital. On her way Sara was imagining the worst situations possible "Omigosh what if he is paralyzed!! Or what if dies!!" she shuddered at this thought.

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Walking into the blank reception area, Sara barked at the brunette receptionist, "What room is Greg Sanders in?"

"He is in room 216." The receptionist replied calmly.

Sara rushed into 216. As she saw Greg's bandaged face all purple and blue from the bruises her heart melted. "Greg" she whispered

"Sara I knew you would come. Thank you." Greg whimpered back. Sara sat down in the old chair next to his bed. She noticed that his left eye was swollen shut. "Greg how are doing?"

"Well I've been better. After all I was just almost beaten to death." He responded, shaking his head. Was she imaging it or was he crying. Sara's heart wanted to break. "Is there anything I can do for you, Greg?" She asked sincerely. Sara was thinking what life would be like without Greg. The lab would be so dull. He was always there to cheer her up. He was there when her cat died and when she found out her brother was ill.

"When I was little my mother always used to kiss my boo-boos." Greg's comment shook Sara out of her reverie.

"Did it work?" Sara asked to Greg.

"Always." Sara bent over Greg and ever so lightly placed her lips on swollen eye. The sense of her lips on his skin was too wonderful for words.

"Did that help?" Sara asked him.

"A little." Greg nodded his head. He secretly wanted more.

"Well in that case, I think I should try again." Once more she placed her lips on his swollen eye. She continued to place feather light kisses on eyes, down his nose on his cheeks then landed on his mouth. Greg moaned in content and deepened the kiss, hoping she wouldn't pull away. But Sara didn't pull away; her tongue began to beg for entrance into Greg's mouth.

After a while they both broke away. Sara noticed a serene look on Greg's face, while she felt herself grinning like an idiot. Suddenly Greg leaned over to Sara on the chair, and he slowly grabbed her hips and with great effort swung her onto his lap. Sara had each leg on either side of him, straddling him.

Sara crashed her soft pink lips onto the man in front of her. This kiss was wild and passionate like in the movies. Her hands were running through his soft dark blonde hair. His hands were playing with the bottom of her cobalt blue shirt, begging to remove it.

They were so engrossed in their make-out session they didn't see Catherine at the door. "Hey Warrick you got to see this" Catherine called out to Warrick. When he arrived it took him a couple of seconds for his eyes to focus on what he saw. There was Sara straddled on Greg and Greg looked as if he was about to remove her shirt.

"You two finally get together and it's in a hospital!" Catherine said

Sara and Greg broke apart immediately. They both looked embarrassed to be caught.

"Well Sara came over and wanted to know if she could do anything to help the pain. And when you guys walked in she was helping me kill the pain." Greg said sheepishly.

"If Ecklie had walked in on you, you both would be in much more pain." Warrick warned them, "So be careful!"

Catherine and Warrick had left the room. About 10 minutes later they snuck back to see what Greg and Sara were up to. Looking in Warrick and Catherine saw that the happy couple were at it again making-out like two teenagers.

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