Firstly, so sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been really busy. But heres another chapter for you, and it follows straight on where the others left off. Also thanks to Shadowchaser56 and Goonie Girl, the best reviewers out there! Everyone else, f you're reading, please review? It makes me update faster! Enjoy….

If CSI was mine, I would be using Greg Sanders for things a lot better than this story. Just saying.


"How is she?" Hodges asked.

"Is she gonna be alright?" Nick asked.

"How's Mandy?" Abby asked.

"What's going on?" Archie asked.

"Guys!" Henry yelled.

"Sorry." They muttered sheepishly.

"Thank you. We don't Know yet. We just got here five minutes ago and they took her into the E.R." Henry explained.

"Where's Wendy?" Abby asked.

"She's been in the bathroom since we got here. I think she's taking it kind of hard." Hnery told them.

"Someone should talk to her." Nick said.

"Why's everyone looking at me?" Abby asked.

"Well, you're the only girl." Hodges explained.

"Girls are good at pep talks." Archie agreed.

"Not this girl."Abby shook her head.

"Come on Abby, can't you try?" Nick asked.

"Nicky, can I talk to you for a minute?" Abby asked her boyfriend.

"Sure. What's the problem?" Nick asked, following her.

"Nicky, you know I'm no good at encouraging or comforting or even…talking…." She begun.

"Abby….." Nick interrupted.

"I'm serious. I'm gonna stuff it up or offend her or…" Abby continued.

"Abby." Nick repeated.

"I'm better with guns than people…I'm.." Abby babbled.

"Abby! Look at me Abby." Nick said firmly, lifting her chin so they were eye to eye.

"What?" she asked.

"What about those nights when I'm upset about a case and I come home, and I just want to go to bed and never get up? What do you do then?" Nick reminded her.

"That's different." Abby insisted.

"Different how?" Nick asked her.

"It's you." Abby told him.

"And you. It's the same Abby." Nick insisted.

"I don't even know her that well. What am I supposed to say?" Abby asked him.

"Just say what you would say if it was you." Nick told her.

"She's different to me Nick. And I've never been through the things she has. That's her best friend in there and I'm supposed to just tell her that everything will be okay?" Abby was almost yelling now.

"No. You're not supposed to tell her that. You're supposed to tell her the truth. That you're just as scared as she is and that you don't know what will happen. But she's your friend too. So you're supposed to tell her that she's not going through it alone. She's not going to have to go through this alone, is she?" Nick said, his voice calm and steady.

"No." Abby muttered.

"That's my Abby." Nick smiled, pulling her into his arms.

"I'm your Abby." She agreed, smiling into the hug.

"Always." Nick agreed as they drew apart.

"Here goes nothing then." Abby shrugged, heading off to the bathrooms. At that moment, Lexi and Kelly rushed in.

"Hey guys, any more news?" Kelly called.

"Nothing yet. We just have to wait." Archie explained.

"Wheres…?" Lexi began.

"Bathroom. Wendy's a little upset." Henry told her.

"Family of Amanda Webster?" a doctor asked.

"That's us." They chorused.

"All of you?" the doctor asked.

"We're Mandy's friends." Nick explained.

"I'm her boyfriend.." Henry told him.

"The father?" the doctor asked.

"Yes. How is she?" Henry asked him.

"She's going to be alright, we've eliminated all major threats and…" the doctor began, but Henry interrupted him.

"The babies?"

"They're absolutely fine." The doctor smiled.

"Thank God for that." Henry said, almost allowing himself to smile.

"So can we see her?" Hodges asked.

"I'm afraid not." The doctor sighed.

"No? But why not?" Henry asked him.

"Well, although her condition isn't critical, she is in a coma and.." The doctor began.

"A coma?" Greg repeated.

"Yes, I'm afraid we can't allow…" the doctor said.

"Wait, what exactly happened to Mandy?" Archie asked the doctor.

"Well, you see that's the problem." The doctor explained.

"Problem?" Nick echoed.

"We don't know." The doctor told them.

"You don't know?" Henry repeated, incredulous.

"We're running all the tests in the book and flying in one of the best doctors in America, but we've never seen anything like this. Everything is working absolutely fine, she's just, unconscious." The doctor explained.

"Can we at least see her?" Henry begged.

"I'm afraid that's out of the question. For all we know it might be extremely contagious, and anyway, Amanda" The doctor began.

"Mandy." Kelly corrected him.

"Mandy is in a sterilised room. There can't be any germs or anything." The doctor continued.

"Not even through a window?" Archie asked.

"Fine, walk this way."the doctor gave in, taking off down one of the corridors.

The doctor led them to a viewing room, and through a window they could see Mandy, connected to loads of tubes and wires and machines, in a room so white she looked like she was floating against it. They all drew in breath sharply, and Kelly and Lexi both began to cry. The only one who didn't make any noise was Henry. He just stared at the woman before him, completely frozen. Eventually he took a deep breath and turned away, heading back down the corridor so quickly that it took them all a second to register that he was gone, and another to take their eyes away from Mandy and follow him. Nick reached him first, and caught him, waiting for the rest to catch up before they dragged him into the first empty room.

"Henry?"Greg asked.

"Henry man?" Nick called.

"Henry?" Archie repeated.

"Are you okay?" Hodges asked.

"Can you even hear us?" Lexi said.

"Come on Henry!" Kelly yelled.

"What do we do with him?" Wendy asked.

"He's getting away!" Greg yelled, realising Henry had left.

"After him!" Hodges yelled, and the chase resumed. Eventually, he turned a corner and found them all waiting on him.

"Gotcha." Nick smiled.

"Come, on let's go back and see Mandy, maybe we can get him to talk?" Abby suggested.

"Yeah." Wendy agreed.

They went back into the room and sat down on the green chairs lined up. They didn't really all fit, especially once Abby and a still a little upset Wendy came to join them. Greg and Archie sat down on the floor and Lexi, Kelly, Abby and Wendy squeezed into two seats, giving the others to Henry and Hodges. They stayed there for a long time, nobody feeling like eating or drinking or even going to the bathroom because all they could think about was Mandy.


Nobody was quite sure how long they sat there, but eventually a nurse came and told them that visitng hours were over and they'd had to leave. Nobody took the news that well. After a lot of arguing, she said that four of them could stay at a time, and they could take turns visitng Mandy.

"Henry should stay." Wendy said.

"Yeah. Definitely." Greg agreed.

"Wendy should stay too." Abby said.

"Yes, that's fair." Nick agree.

"Who else?" Greg asked.

"Listen I think we all want to stay." Abby sighed.

"Yeah, nobody wants to leave Mandy." Nick nodded.

"What should we do?" Hodges asked.

"We could draw names out of a hat?" Archie suggested.

"Anybody got a pen and paper?" Greg asked them.

"I do. Here." Henry said, offering them to Greg and they all silently noticed that it was the first he'd said in a long time.

"Thanks. So it's between me, Nick, Archie, Hodges, Abby, Kelly and Lexi?" Greg asked.

"Yeah." They all nodded.

"Anyone have a hat?" Greg asked.

"No." Archie told him.

"Sorry." Kelly shook her head.

"Here, use my purse." Lexi suggested, handng it to Greg.

"Alright. Who wants to pick the names out?" Greg asked, putting all the pieces of paper into the purse.

"I will." Wendy offered.

"Go ahead." Greg nodded.

"Kelly." Wendy announced, showing the slip of paper around the room for everyone to see.

"Alright. Who else." Kelly nodded.

"Archie." Wendy said, showing him the paper she had just pulled out of the hat.

"Okay then, you guys stay." Nick told them.

"We'll come swap in the morning?" Abby suggested.

"Are you sure?" Kelly asked everybody.

"Yes." They all nodded.

"Call us if anything happens." Greg told them.

"We will." Wendy nodded.


"What do you want to do now?" Nick asked Greg, Lexi, Abby and Hodges as they left.

"I need a drink." Greg told him.

"Yeah, I could do with a beer." Nick agreed.

"What I want is something a lot stronger than beer." Greg insisted.

"Are you sure that's the best idea?" Nick asked him sceptically.

"To be honest, I don't really care right now." Greg said.

"Greg…" Nick began.

"I just need to forget for a little bit, okay?" Greg told him.

"If you think it's gonna help." Nick sighed.

"I know it's gonna help." Greg told him.

"Alright then. Let's go." Nick gave in.

"I'll call another cab." Abby offered.

"Will you guys come?" Greg asked the other two.

"No. I'm going home." Hodges said.

"Alright then. Lexi? You've been really quiet." Greg noted.

"It's just Mandy, she was so… so" Lexi began.

"Hey, hey she's not gone yet." Greg reassured her, touching her arm.

"But what if.." Lexi whisperered.

"Enough what-ifs. We need to get you a drink too." Greg told her, slipping an arm around her.

"Yeah. Yeah, that sounds good." Lexi nodded.

"You up for it?" Nick asked Abby.

"Sure. Why not." She shrugged.

"Yeah, I think we could all do with a drink." Nick agreed.

"Or ten." Greg told him.

"Not me. I'm going home." Hodges insisted.

"Are you sure?" Greg aksed him.

"I don't think getting drunk is the best way to solve this problem." Hodges told them. "This is my stop." He told the cab driver.

"We're not gonna…" Nick began, as Hodges got out of the taxi and started walking home, but Greg interrupted him.

"Your loss!" he yelled out the window.

"Come on guys." Greg motioned them forwards as the taxi dropped them off on the strip.

"Where are we going?" Abby asked.

"The first place that sells alcohol." Greg explained.

"Greg, maybe this isn't the best idea?" Nick suggested.

"Yeah, we should go home or something." Abby agreed.

"If you guys go home, there's gonna be nobody to carry me home tonight." Greg reminded them.

"He has a point." Abby shrugged.

"Fine. Come on, I know a place down the road." Nick gave in.

"Good." Lexi laughed.


Two hours later, Nick and Abby had both drunk two beers, while Greg had opted for two glasses of whiskey, one of rum, and a lot of tequila. After the third shot, his eyesight started to go a little hazy. By the fifth, he'd lost all sense of what was right, wrong, and just plain ridiculous. Lexi had drunk nearly as much as Greg, and when Nick and Abby announced they were going to head home, and advised Greg to do the same, Lexi was passed out on one of the sofas.

"You guyssss go 'head without me. I'm be fiiiiiine." Greg slurred.

"Greg, come on man. You're drunk." Nick told him.

"Not drunk. 'Sides, gotta wait for Lexi…" Greg said, gesturing to the blonde asleep on the couch.

"We can take Lexi with us too." Abby offered.

"Haven't finished this drink yet. Hres what we gon do, you guys go home, me and Lex come in bout a half hour. Cool beans?" Greg slurred.

"Greg….." Nick warned.

"COOOL BEANS?" He repeated.

He was yelling by now, so, not wanting to make a fuss, Nick and Abby sighed and headed home. Two shots later, lexi finally regained conciousness, and Greg staggered over to her side, mumbling incoherently about going home and taxis. The bartender took pity on them and called the cab service, even going as far as to make sure they were in it and off to hatever address they'd told the cab driver.

"Greggles?" Lexi asked him, giggly from too much alcohol.

"Yes princess?" he laughed back.

"Where do I live again?" she asked him, her voice high pitched.

"Don't rem… don't remember…." Greg sighed, scratching his head.

"Where does you live?" Lexi giggled.

"I gotsit on my ID card, here." Greg said proudly, showing the card to the driver.

"Apartment number thirty six huh? And where does the lady live?" the driver asked him.

"We don't know!" Greg laughed.

"Nobody knows!" Lexi agreed. They both laughed for a while, finding it amusing that neither of them knew where she lived.

"Listen, I gotta drop you off somewhere." The driver explained.

"I go to your house Greggles?" Lexi asked him, making puppy dog eyes.

"Sure you can, I be living…. Aparment number whatsit….." Greg slurred.

"I'm dropping you both there?" the driver checked.

"Yuh-huh." Greg nodded.

Some might argue, as they leaned on each other and stumbled into Greg's apartment, that they were too drunk to have any morals left in them. Others would say the alcohol only added to what they'd both secretly been hoping for for a long time. And two people would claim that the alcohol had nothing to do with it, and it was all them. Because in the end, guns don't kill people, people do. Drink doesn't make you do stupid things, you do. And they did.

Friday the thirteenth isn't over yet! Please review if you want more!