Hey again, managed to write a bit more! So here's chapter 9 for your enjoyment :) Review if you like!

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Back on the 6th floor she walked towards ICU where Rigsby had woken up. Her brain by this point was pretty frazzled, and she didn't know what to say to Wayne at all. She smiled to see him sat up, and was let in by the nurse who had been there earlier.
"Thank you…" Grace said to her, and walked over to Rigsby.
"Hello you," he smiled holding out a hand for her which she happily took. "How did it go with the mum?" Grace looked confused at him. "I could hear, at least that last babble. It was quite sweet really." She smiled, though felt herself go a bit red as she realised he'd heard her say everything. She sat down beside the bed.
"It… well… It went…" Despite her best efforts, Grace couldn't stop herself from crying. "I have completely messed up Wayne, so badly…" She leant in to his chest, just needing him at this moment, knowing he'd manage to help her somehow.
"I told you not to blame yourself sweetheart, you did what you had to do. I'm fine, the children are fine, and you've saved everyone that matters." Rigsby stroked her hair gently but she looked up at him, shaking her head.
"You don't get it. I don't mean you, though I messed that up too. I just didn't see the obvious; I didn't do what I should have done so long ago. Because I'm a selfish cow Wayne, I just couldn't let it go." It was becoming harder to talk as she cried more, her memories flooding back of the past.
"Let what go Grace? You are the least selfish person I have ever met." Grave sighed; she had no idea how to tell him.

She'd arrived home late from school that day, got caught up on the way home. She'd run home because Adam was coming round and would have arrived half an hour previously.
"Megan? I'm sorry you've had to look after Adam, I know he's a talker" she chuckled, looking in the living room. Neither her elder sister nor her boyfriend were in there so she jogged upstairs.
"Megan? Adam? Where are you?" She knocked on her sister's door before walking in, and regretting it. What lay before her was a sight no one wants to see. Megan and Adam were lying on Megan's bed, under the covers, kissing each other – something had clearly already happened.. "Stop it! How could you?" Grace shouted at the both of them before running out of the room and in to hers, crying.
She heard Adam getting up and dressed quickly, the two of them talking to each other about something Grace could make out. He soon left, and Megan came back upstairs to talk to her. "Go away! I don't want to see you!" Grace shouted at her sister, not even looking round at her.
"Grace please… come on, let's not fall out now, I'm moving tomorrow, I don't want to leave on bad terms…"
"Well you're the one that slept with my boyfriend, you made that decision! Just leave!" Megan shut the door just before the pillow Grace had thrown hit her.

"That was the last time I spoke to her Wayne… she left the next day, I refused to go with them to see her off, and I never listened when they spoke about her. It was stupid, Megan and I were like, best friends when we were younger, but I let that one thing come between us and we haven't spoken for so many years. Look what I've missed out on, and look what I could have stopped. She's been abused by her husband, she's lived through hell and I wasn't there because I just couldn't let it go." Rigsby watched as Grace let out her story, taking it all in.
"Sweetheart, it's not your fault. Yeh okay, it happened, but if it had happened a week earlier it might have got resolved. It was just bad timing, you can't blame yourself. It's harder to let grudges go when the person isn't there to forgive. You couldn't have stopped this, you can't change the past but you can help the future. You've found her now, and you're looking after your niece and nephew, you're being the Grace I know and love because that's who you are." She knew she could rely on him to help her, he just had this way of saying the right thing to convince her she was wrong for worrying.
"You're right… you are… I just feel so… I don't know. I need to help her now, to make up for the past. And I will, I promise. I'll make it." Rigsby nodded, hugging her.
"And I'll be here for you Grace, I always will be. You've got a lot resting on you now, so you need someone to babble to, and I can do that because I rather enjoy your babble." Grace chuckled gently. She had no idea how he did it, but she felt better already.
"Thank you Wayne, really thank you. I have to go now though, I promised I'd be back by half 5 so I'm cutting it a bit fine…" she stood up, picking up her coat.
"Grace?" Rigsby said to her, causing her to turn around. He grabbed her hand, pulling her back over to him and kissing her gently. "I love you… I know, I know what you're going to say but I don't care, I nearly died and that puts things in to perspective."
"Too right it does… I love you too." She kissed him back, smiling gently. "I'll be back tomorrow."
"Ooo, I might get out tomorrow! Apparently I'm almost perfect." He winked at her.
"You're very perfect." She replied, and left to return to work.

"Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace!" Hannah ran at her as she walked back in to the bull pen. She picked her up and spun her around.
"Hey you, you had a good time?" she smiled, taking Jo's hand when he came over.
"Yeh yeh! Loads of fun!" Both children told her, smiling widely.
"That's very good to hear, why don't you go tidy up the paper in the office whilst I talk to Miss Lisbon and Mr Jane okay?" Grace smiled at them, putting Hannah down and letting them run off, they were never going to tidy it up but it was a distraction. She called Cho over as well, sitting down round the table.
"Erm… Rigsby woke up whilst I was there. He's doing really well, talking n that. He might get out tomorrow…" Grace announced to them, not sounding overly thrilled as she still couldn't get Megan out of her head. Her eyes drifted to the office where Hannah and Jo were throwing paper at each other.
"Well don't sound too happy. It's great news!" Even Cho seemed to look happier when Grace looked back, and she wasn't sure that was possible.
"Sorry, I am pleased, of course I am. Just a lot on my mind at the moment…" She stood up, leaving them confused and headed to the office. "Come on guys, let's go home. I need to talk to you about something…" They ran over to her, taking a hand each. The three of them walked out to the elevator together, Grace listening to what they'd been up to during the afternoon at the same time thinking over how she was going to tell them, and worrying about how they'd react. They were only kids, but now they were related to her as well….