Author's Notes:

Hey guys! I'm back!!! Actually… I'm really sorry it took me years to update the next chapter. Anyway, thank you all for waiting, and please enjoy!!!

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Gabriel sat on the bench, staring at nothingness. Greg was at the scene, walking the hall with files in his hands about the Collins' case. When he saw Gabriel, he brightened up.

"Hey, Gabe!"

His smile faded when Nick came out of nowhere and sat beside her.

"Gabriel, don't let the case get through you." Nick said, trying to comfort Gabe.

"I'm fine, Nick. Its just…. A whole family's been killed , and the father is the only survivor. That would make me think that the father killed the family but-"

"hey guys!" Greg interrupted.

"yes, Greg?" Nick asked.

"okay, I found daddy's fingerprint on the empty med bottle on the scene, and as for the car, the fingerprint on the door handle matches to Jamie." Greg reported.

"Oh, thank you… that's a lot of help, Greg." Nick smiled. "Yeah. No prob." Greg smiled and walked away. Nick then turned to Gabriel.

"Its time to play Q and A's with dad again."

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"Yeah, that's my wife's medicine bottle." The husband confirmed. "We found your fingerprint on it. What exactly are you going to do with it?" Nick asked. "okay, I was on my way to my brother to refill it."

"Brother? Wait, how did your brother get in here?" Nick asked. "He prescribed to me Emily's medicine. He's a doctor." He replied. "Could you write his address please?" Nick said, giving a piece of paper.

"I have his calling card. Here, take it." He replied, giving a calling card. Nick gratefully accepted it and smiled at Gabriel.

"New location… unlocked."

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"22-G Collins Clinic… illegal or legal?" Nick raised his brow at Gabriel. "We'd have to find out then." Gabriel replied. "that's my kind of answer." Nick then pulled a pistol out and called,

"LVPD … Dr. Collins, open up." Nick knocked on the door. IN a flash, the doctor opened the door and welcomed them .

"May I help you?"

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"What? The whole Collins family, dead?" Dr. Evan Collins said as he offered both CSI's coffee. "yes, and your brother told us you prescribed this medicine to his wife." Nick said as he showed the photo of the empty medicine bottle to the doctor.

"Yes… yes I prescribed the medicine to Emily. She's diagnosed with cancer." Evan replied. "So I guess you just confessed. " Nick added. "What? Hey, hey I didn't do anything."

"The medicine you prescribed Emily was not medicine. Its poison." Gabriel said. Nick narrowed his eyes. "Dr, could you further explain that, please?"

"No, I'm certain that I gave her the right medicine , then again my brother comes back and asks for-"

"So you're passing the blame to your brother?"

"he asked for poison. He told me his life was in danger. Being the older brother I gave him what he needs! I was trying to protect him!"

"Protecting him by killing another person in exchange for his life?"

"he was up to no good anyway. Dealing with drugs. Evan said. Nick and Gabriel turned to each other.

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"Mr. Collins, do you deal with drugs?" Nick asked the suspect in the interrogation room while Gabriel watched outside. "What? Where the hell did you get the- oh… oh… Evan told you that didn't he? I swear I am not positive." Mr. Collins replied. "Actually… according to our database, you are, Mr. Collins." Nick gave a smile as Mr. Collins looked at the hard copy of his data.

Gabriel sighed seeing the troubled look on Mr. Collins' face. "Gabriel." Grissom called out. "Oh, Hey uncle." Gabriel turned to her back. "Are you tired?" he asked. "Not really." Gabriel smiled, in reply. "I have some chocolate cake in my office." Grissom smiled. "Thanks uncle." Gabriel said and proceeded to Grissom's office.

On her way, Sara waved at her, and she smiled. Then, out of nowhere was a thud.

"Oh… I'm sorry about… that Gabe." Greg said. "No nothing at all. Say Greg we haven't seen much this afternoon." Gabriel smiled. "yeah.." Greg just stared at his friend. "Nick and I are about to know who the killer is. Its kind of relief, really."

"Oh! Speaking of that, I just found out who the owner of the 22 caliber is." Greg said as he gave the file to Gabriel. She gave a confused look at the file.

"hard to believe isn't it?"

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"Mr. Collins, you told us that the gun was yours, but it was not. Nick said. "It actually belonged to Emily." Gabriel said. The father was actually speechless.

"You're a pusher and you're married to a cop. Man, what a life." Nick concluded and took a deep breath.

The police cuffed Mr. Collins and proceeded to his cell. "He's still going in for 5 years for attempted murder and drug pushing." Catherine said as she watched Mr. Collins being taken away. "Some cases are never expected to end this way." Warrick added.

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Gabriel, together with Grissom stood before the crime scene.

"Emily had gone mad when she knew her husband was involved in drugs." Grissom said. "She couldn't send him off. She chose love other than duty." Gabriel said. "The only solution she could think of was to kill the family including herself, letting her husband live, while the husband really attempted to kill his wife. But conscience kills him." Grissom said, turning to Gabriel.

"Love can really kill." Gabriel concluded. "That's why I'm afraid of it." Grissom winked.

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Greg sighed as he tidied his table, keeping the files in the drawer and taking his ipod with him as he went out of the office.

"Hey Greg. Good job." Sara smiled as she passed by Greg." Thanks Take care now, alright?" Greg smiled and kept walking. There he passed by Gabriel's empty cubicle , paused for a moment and sighed. On the way home, Greg passed by the usual Starbucks and went in. The atmosphere was shifted with the scent of coffee which kinda soothes the mind. He approached the counter and lazily waited for his turn.

"Yes, Mr. Sanders?" the cashier asked.

"Ah, I want…" Greg froze as the cashier smiled.

"Will it be classical hot chocolate?" Gabriel smiled.

"Hey Gabe…"

TO BE CONTINUED…