Burden
Hey this is my first CSI fanfic so be gentile. Anything you read in this fic is researched off the web and may not be accurate I apologize for that now. Apart from that enjoy. Just to warn you this is a Greg angst fic but is very Grissom centred at the beginning.
Disclaimer: not mine; never owned them; please don't sue me.
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Gil Grissom had been standing outside the DNA lab for nearly 10 minuets. In that time his rather specific brain had noted that the DNA tech, Greg Sanders, had a headache. In the 10 minuets he had: rubbed his forehead 6 times, pinched the Bridge of his nose 4 times, screwed his face up twice and pinched his hand once.
"Headache?" Grissom asked his normally bubbly and vivacious lab tech.
"Umm...yeah" Greg replied rubbing his forehead again but stopping abruptly when he realised what he was doing.
"Go home, Greg" Grissom sighed; he feared Greg was over working. He was only 25 and seemed to spend all his time in the lab.
"When I've finished the samples" Greg said not looking up from his work.
Grissom sighed again and shook his head before walking out of the lab.
"Grissom" a small voice said as he was leaving the lab. He turned to see Greg looking quite scared like a little boy afraid of his father shouting "I err... well I..." he continued. He took another breath in a blurted out "Ineedsometimeoff"
"Sorry" Grissom said confused
"I need a few nights off" Greg repeated at a normal speed.
"Sure" Grissom shrugged "you can have the week"
Greg looked alarmed "just tomorrow night" he assured him.
"Okay" Grissom said leaving the lab. He winced as Greg turned the radio on to a rock radio station; stopping again outside the lab he watched as the talented scientist went back to his work. He jumped slightly as a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.
"Gil, the sheriffs looking for you" Catherine said as she followed his gaze towards Greg.
"Have you noticed anything...wrong with Greg recently?" he questioned
"What you want a list?!" the pretty blonde quipped as she led Grissom away from the lab and to his office.
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The next day Grissom sat in the hospital waiting room it had been nearly a year since his ear operation and he needed regular check-ups. He hated being at the hospital, it wasn't the smell like most people; it was the noise. Grissom liked his space; no Gil Grissom needed his space. He longed for peace and quiet and he didn't think the middle of a busy emergency room was the place where he would find it. He concentrated on the doors; it gave him something to do at least. He loved to people watch every single person had one trait that singled them out form everyone else.
After about 15 minuets of waiting and staring endlessly at the doors opening and shutting he noticed someone. "Can't be" he muttered under his breath as he spied the same spiky hair he was staring at just yesterday. But it was, Greg sanders came into full view.
He didn't stop in the ER though after quickly chatting with the desk clerk he headed straight to the stairs. Intrigued Grissom followed; he made sure to stay a few paces behind his beloved lab rat so not to get caught but it was difficult. The hospital corridors twisted and turned and forked off in lots of directions, it would be very easy to get lost.
'Not for Greg' he thought to himself, he seemed to know the hospital corridors like the back of his hand almost as if he had walked them a thousand times. Grissom suddenly caught sight of the Greg's destination. Stuttering a bit he sat down in the nearest chair, and stared at the sign above the big double doors Greg had just walked through. ONCOLOGY it blazed in big black letters which seemed to grow the more Grissom stared at them. He regained his composure and ran into the ward.
"Greg Sanders" he asked the nurse at the desk politely.
"This way sir" she nodded with such pity in his eyes. "He is due for his radiation next weekend...." She continued but Grissom stopped listening as he saw Greg hooked up to an IV through a ward window.
When they reached the door to the room the nurse left saying something to do with sorry, Grissom didn't care he had turned her off by now, he was more focused on Greg.
He looked through the door into the small hospital room but couldn't bring himself to open the door. Suddenly Greg looked at him square, their eyes met in one moment. Grissom fought back tears as he saw the fear and sheer determination in his employees' eyes. Greg tore his eyes away first whispering something to the nurse looked back down to the ground as if ashamed to look at Grissom. Out of the blue the blinds on the door window were closed. And Grissom was once again shut out away from his sick lab tech.
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WELL!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!I'D LOVE TO HEAR FROM YOU!!!!!!
A/n: I made Greg younger than he is because it will make a difference later. With Eric Szmanda's good looks I could have put 16 and got away with it!!
Lol TvRox
Hey this is my first CSI fanfic so be gentile. Anything you read in this fic is researched off the web and may not be accurate I apologize for that now. Apart from that enjoy. Just to warn you this is a Greg angst fic but is very Grissom centred at the beginning.
Disclaimer: not mine; never owned them; please don't sue me.
X-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
Gil Grissom had been standing outside the DNA lab for nearly 10 minuets. In that time his rather specific brain had noted that the DNA tech, Greg Sanders, had a headache. In the 10 minuets he had: rubbed his forehead 6 times, pinched the Bridge of his nose 4 times, screwed his face up twice and pinched his hand once.
"Headache?" Grissom asked his normally bubbly and vivacious lab tech.
"Umm...yeah" Greg replied rubbing his forehead again but stopping abruptly when he realised what he was doing.
"Go home, Greg" Grissom sighed; he feared Greg was over working. He was only 25 and seemed to spend all his time in the lab.
"When I've finished the samples" Greg said not looking up from his work.
Grissom sighed again and shook his head before walking out of the lab.
"Grissom" a small voice said as he was leaving the lab. He turned to see Greg looking quite scared like a little boy afraid of his father shouting "I err... well I..." he continued. He took another breath in a blurted out "Ineedsometimeoff"
"Sorry" Grissom said confused
"I need a few nights off" Greg repeated at a normal speed.
"Sure" Grissom shrugged "you can have the week"
Greg looked alarmed "just tomorrow night" he assured him.
"Okay" Grissom said leaving the lab. He winced as Greg turned the radio on to a rock radio station; stopping again outside the lab he watched as the talented scientist went back to his work. He jumped slightly as a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.
"Gil, the sheriffs looking for you" Catherine said as she followed his gaze towards Greg.
"Have you noticed anything...wrong with Greg recently?" he questioned
"What you want a list?!" the pretty blonde quipped as she led Grissom away from the lab and to his office.
X-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
The next day Grissom sat in the hospital waiting room it had been nearly a year since his ear operation and he needed regular check-ups. He hated being at the hospital, it wasn't the smell like most people; it was the noise. Grissom liked his space; no Gil Grissom needed his space. He longed for peace and quiet and he didn't think the middle of a busy emergency room was the place where he would find it. He concentrated on the doors; it gave him something to do at least. He loved to people watch every single person had one trait that singled them out form everyone else.
After about 15 minuets of waiting and staring endlessly at the doors opening and shutting he noticed someone. "Can't be" he muttered under his breath as he spied the same spiky hair he was staring at just yesterday. But it was, Greg sanders came into full view.
He didn't stop in the ER though after quickly chatting with the desk clerk he headed straight to the stairs. Intrigued Grissom followed; he made sure to stay a few paces behind his beloved lab rat so not to get caught but it was difficult. The hospital corridors twisted and turned and forked off in lots of directions, it would be very easy to get lost.
'Not for Greg' he thought to himself, he seemed to know the hospital corridors like the back of his hand almost as if he had walked them a thousand times. Grissom suddenly caught sight of the Greg's destination. Stuttering a bit he sat down in the nearest chair, and stared at the sign above the big double doors Greg had just walked through. ONCOLOGY it blazed in big black letters which seemed to grow the more Grissom stared at them. He regained his composure and ran into the ward.
"Greg Sanders" he asked the nurse at the desk politely.
"This way sir" she nodded with such pity in his eyes. "He is due for his radiation next weekend...." She continued but Grissom stopped listening as he saw Greg hooked up to an IV through a ward window.
When they reached the door to the room the nurse left saying something to do with sorry, Grissom didn't care he had turned her off by now, he was more focused on Greg.
He looked through the door into the small hospital room but couldn't bring himself to open the door. Suddenly Greg looked at him square, their eyes met in one moment. Grissom fought back tears as he saw the fear and sheer determination in his employees' eyes. Greg tore his eyes away first whispering something to the nurse looked back down to the ground as if ashamed to look at Grissom. Out of the blue the blinds on the door window were closed. And Grissom was once again shut out away from his sick lab tech.
X-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
WELL!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!I'D LOVE TO HEAR FROM YOU!!!!!!
A/n: I made Greg younger than he is because it will make a difference later. With Eric Szmanda's good looks I could have put 16 and got away with it!!
Lol TvRox