Chapter 2
The small jars of creepy, crawly things Grissom preserved never bothered Greg much, but today, they scared him to death. They reached Grissom's desk and Grissom looked up from his papers. "Hey Greg, take a seat."
Hesitantly, Greg takes a seat at the desk. The rest of the group crowds around Greg, ready to lend some support. "The report came back and…the car killed him."
Greg lost it. Tears poured down his bruised cheeks, his head hanged low, letting the tears drip down to the musty floor.
"How did it happen?" asked Warrick.
"When Greg's car came into contact with Demetrius, one of his lower rib bones broke and punctured his lung. It bled through and drowned him."
Sarah came up behind him and hugged him close. "What's going to happen to him?"
"Well, it was in self defense, so he will not be charged. Greg?"
Greg looks up at his boss. "Do you want to go back to the la…?"
"NO!" Grissom suddenly stops and everyone looks at him. "I mean…I'd rather stay out in the field."
"Are you sure?" asks Nick.
"Yeah, I'm sure." After Grissom nods, Greg stands up and walks out the door. Everyone begins to file out except for Catherine. "You're just going to let him go out without stopping him? He's hurt; Demetrius's brother might come looking for him and…"
"Greg is a grown man. If he wants to go back to work, then he can, I can't stop him."
Catherine begins to walk out the door. "Cath!"
Catherine turns around. "Take Greg with you on that 416 at the alley, you know, get his mind off things."
"Will do." Catherine walks out the door and heads to the break room and spots Greg sitting in the corner. "Hey Greg. Come on, you and I got a 419 in an alleyway on the strip."
Slowly but surely, Greg stood up, grabbed his kit, and headed out with Catherine. They piled into Catherine's car (since Greg's was in the shop) and headed to the strip. The whole car trip was pure silence. Greg kept looking out the window while Catherine drove. "I'm sorry this happened to you Greg."
"It's okay, you couldn't do anything." The car comes to an abrupt stop at a dark musty alleyway lighted up by cop cars and yellow tape. As they got out, Brass walks up to them. "Hey guys."
"Who's the Vic?" asks Catherine.
"A white Caucasian female in her late 20's. License gave a name as Lisa Barton."
As Brass fills them in, Catherine kneels next to the body. "Greg, you check the scene. Photograph, bag evidence, you know what to do."
Greg takes out his camera and begins photographing blood spatter on the wall. For some reason, this alleyway looked familiar. He gets close to the wall and examines it closely. He flashes back to being pushed against the same wall and being pounded on. He quickly takes a sample of the blood and gets away from the wall. He didn't want to be there, but he had a job to do. After a couple of hours, Greg walks up to Catherine. "Hey…um…you almost done?"
"No, we have to wait for the coroner to show up and take the body."
"Can't a cop wait?"
"No, this is protocol. Why do you want to get out of here so badly?"
Silence. Finally, Catherine realizes why. "Oh, this is where…"
"Yeah, let's not get into detail with this."
"Here, how about you go back to the lab and I'll call you to come pick me up? Does that work?"
Greg nods and with that, he piles into the car and speeds off. After reaching the lab, Greg hands off the evidence to DNA and Trace. As Greg sits down in the break room, his phone rang. "Sanders."
"Greg, its Catherine. I need you to come pick me up."
"No problem. Be there in a minute."
Greg hangs up and is about to walk out the door when the news catches his eyes. "In other news, the family of Demetrius James is mourning the loss of this one man. Demetrius was part of the fannysmacking gang terrorizing our streets two days ago. One evening, CSI Greg Sanders saw these people beating a man to death. Sanders drove up to them to scare them away, but Demetrius stayed behind. According to the Crime Lab, Demetrius threatened Sanders with a brick, provoking Sanders to hit the gas pedal, running the car into Demetrius in self defense. Later, Sanders was beat up by the gang as well. Sanders, Demetrius, and the original victim whose name has not been released were later brought to the hospital in which Demetrius later died. The family has refused to answer any questions at this time and Sanders is known to be back in action and in very good condition. We will keep you posted on any news given to us concerning both."
Greg stood there shocked. His whole nightmare had just been laid before his very eyes. He stood there, shocked and speechless. "Greg?"
Greg jumps around and sees Grissom standing in the doorway. "Aren't you supposed to pick up Catherine?"
"Yeah, I was just…" Greg quickly walks out of the room towards Catherine's car. "Greg! Hold up one second."
Greg stops and Grissom stands in front of him placing his hand on Greg's shoulder. "Don't worry about any reporters outside or about what happened. You used self defense, nothing more."
"But I killed a kid. An innocent college kid."
"Greg, if you hadn't pushed the pedal, you would've been killed instead. Demetrius was not innocent. He went around beating up tourists for fun. Don't think about that. You just put your past behind you."
Greg nods. "Hakuna Matata, huh."
Grissom smiles. Greg walks off and heads outside. Warrick walks up next to Grissom. "You think he will be okay?"
"He'll be fine."
"Did he just quote Lion King?" asks Warrick. Grissom nods.
"He gets more and more like you everyday."
However, Greg knew there would be a couple of news crews outside, but he didn't expect the full mob. Lights flashed in his eyes, news reporters pushing microphones into his face. Finally, a cop pushes everyone aside and guides Greg through. After finally getting into his car and driving a couple of hours, Greg finally puts on the radio. They're playing his favorite Coldplay song on the radio. As Greg starts to sing along, another car crashes into the side of Greg's vehicle. His head hits the steering wheel and he could feel the blood beginning to run. Suddenly, the car hits Greg again, turning the car onto its roof. The mysterious car backs up and hits the car again, pushing it to the side of the road. After the mysterious car drives away, Greg slowly pulls out his phone. "Grissom… I've just been…"
"Greg? Greg! Stay with me!" But before he could tell Grissom where he was, everything around him begins to spin and finally, it all goes dark.
Whew! This is really long! Plz R&R!
