Thank you as always to my beta stardustshadows and singingstarrynights for also betaing.
A/N: Okay I just realized that the timing is off. This story is set as if the lab explosion didn't happen.
A/N2: my two other stories; Lost and... Found? and Reality Check are on hold for the moment. i'm having a plot bunny problem with those two right now and i have many ideas for this one. THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL!
Title: Little Secrets, Big Surprises 2?
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Alex and Mrs. Halik
Rating: R for language
Summary: Greg has a secret.But only two people know what that secret is; Gil Grissom and Jim Brass. What happens when Greg gets hurt? How is the secret revealed?
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"Uh, Greg?" Stepping out of the locker room, he turned to find his supervisor. The older man's stance was shaky as he tried to catch his breath.
"Oh, hey, Griss." Moving forward, Greg stopped, waiting for what his boss was in a hurry to tell him. "What's up?"
"Actually, I'm glad I caught you."
Letting out a sigh, the ex-tech asked. "Why?"
Sighing himself, Grissom answered. "Because I'm gonna need you to work DNA tomorrow."
"Griss," The level one whined, before continuing. "Where's April or whatever her name is?"
"I don't know. I think she's sick or something." The growl emitting from the younger man brought out an amused laugh from the other man's lips. "And I checked days. Both you and I have Thursday off."
"Cool, cool." His tone dropped to one of a conspirator, making sure others walking by didn't hear their conversation. "So, where are you planning on taking my rugrat?"
Stepping forward to hear better, the graying-haired man dropped his voice knowing what-or in this case who they were about to speak of. "Well... I was thinking the amusement park. "
"Great, so you can drop her off all hyped on sugar and rides."
Rolling his eyes, Grissom mumbled. "Well, I thought you were coming."
"But I was hoping to go home and sleep for once." Greg whined in his most childish voice, making the older man laugh full heartily. People working on the other side of the clear glass wall turned from there work hearing their boss' jovial laughter. "Oh, sorry." He said loud enough for them to hear before turning back to the ex-tech, keeping his voice low. "Why aren't you coming?"
"Grissom, have you not noticed how many hours I've worked lately?"
"Why do you think I was giving you the rest of the night off?"
Letting out a frustrated sigh, he agreed. "Fine."
"Great, so I'll see you Thursday." Walking past Greg, he turned around. "Oh, and Greg, you may want to bring a barf bag."
Moving to the crime lab's exit, realization suddenly hit. Damn Grissom and his love of roller coasters!
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"... He flirted with me for how many years now and all he can say is 'I'm sorry. I mean..."
Nick Stokes growled heavily as his friend continued her rant. Her rant that had started at their crime scene FOUR hours ago. Sure, he and most of the lab had been waiting for Sara to figure what was in front of her face. What they all hadn't expected hear was Greg turning down an offer from Sara, when all this time he seemed like a stray dog following the brunette wherever she went. Only problem was now he had turned her down and she couldn't shut herself up about it. "SARA!"
"What?"
"Would you just get over it? So what if he turned you down, there are other fish in the sea."
Nick's wistful remark angered Sara as she continued to ramble. "Nick. He flirted with me for four years..."
Shaking his head, the Texan turned his gaze to the front of the vehicle, trying desperately to drown out the sound of his friend's irritated voice. Leaning forward he studied the scene before him. "Sara, are seeing what I'm seeing?"
"Greg's leaving, so what?" The anger in the brunette's voice didn't cease Nick's adamancy.
"Sara... look at the time. There's three hours left in shift and he's already leaving?"
"Maybe he's sick?" Her angered tone conceded and changed to one of concern as she tried to think of other reasons why the level one would be skipping work.
A frustrated sigh escaped Nick's lips as he turned to the concentrated brunette. "Sara, he has the B&E from tonight plus two pending cases from last week..." He trailed off, his conscience drifting to other weeks previous. "Have you ever noticed how times Greg has gone home early?"
That question through Sara off as she watched Greg's Denali exit the crime lab parking lot. Turning to the driver side, she let out almost cryptically. "Too many to count." Nick's single raised eyebrow started turning wheels in her brain. "Maybe there's more that were missing?"
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Turning his key through the lock, Greg quietly opened the door to his apartment, trying not to wake anyone inside. Stepping into the living room he stopped short, a smile gracing his face. "Mrs. Halik" He whispered, moving closer to the sleeping woman. "Mrs. Halik." The graying woman pushing sixty stirred, her eyes opening to slits.
"Gregory, what are you doing here?" Turning to the clock, resting against the wall, it read: 5:18, moving back to the younger man, she reiterated. "It's five o'clock in the morning. What are you doing here?"
"For one; you need more sleep." Receiving an evil look from the woman he chuckled softly, before continuing. "And two; the Bugman decided to let me off early. So I thought I'd let you off early. "
"That's so sweet of that man."
Batting his eyelashes, Greg put on his most girly voice. "Oh don't get all dirty on me, Mrs. Halik."
Shaking her head, a smirk appeared across her features. "Oh stop it Gregory." Checking the clock once more a yawn escaped her lips. "Well I better get out of your hair; it looks like you need some sleep."
Nodding his head the young man yawned himself. "Yeah, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Walking the aging woman to the door, he stepped out, watching as she made her way across the grass to her home. Once she was safely inside, Greg made his way into the house locking the door securely. Retreating to his room he changed, making himself comfortable before moving to his angel's room.
A small creak resounded from the door as he quietly entered the room. The Hello Kitty night light placed in the socket beside the bed illuminated the small face that was his daughter. Stepping closer he studied her youthful features watching as she stirred slightly disrupting her caramel locks. Curling the lingering hair behind her ear a smile crossed his face. She's so beautiful, he thought studying her light features. Becoming entranced in her, Greg didn't notice as she stirred, opening her eyes.
"Daddy." Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes she sat up, breaking her father out of his trance. "Daddy."
"Alex angel, go back to sleep." Sitting on the side of her bed, Greg stroked her hair pulling her into a lying embrace
Snuggling into her father side, Alex replied, yawning sleepily. "What are you doin' home early?" Her words slurred slightly as started to drift back into dreamland.
"Your Uncle Bugman let me off early." His own words slurred slightly as he started to fall asleep. Turning over she buried her face deep in his shoulder mumbling slightly. "I love you daddy."
"I love you too baby. Now go to sleep." He muttered groggily, pulling the covers tightly around them. The bright morning sun didn't faze, father and daughter, as they slipped into dreamland tightly wrapped in an embrace, a light snore emanating from both.
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