Hey, sorry for anothe long wait, the plot bunny has been really mean to me recently. But here you go…
When I woke up the first thing I noted was a strong headache and nausea. I didn't have any idea where I was but what was even more scary was that I felt someone's presence in the room. But then I realized that someone was holding my hand and my fear slowly left me. I could faintly hear a voice and I recognized it was calling my name. I blinked several times to get rid of the darkness which was still surrounding me.
„Sammy, are you awake?" the voice asked me. Wait, I knew that voice, it could be only…
„Greg?" I asked weakly. I opened my eyes and I immediately had to squint because the sharp sunrays were like another blow to the head but after a second it subsided again and I finally could focus my gaze on Greg. Although my sight was somewhat blurry I still could see him, with his almost incredibly spiked hair.
„Yea, babe, I'm here" he said.
„Here where?" I asked because I still was desoriented. But wait, did he say 'babe'?!
„You're in hospital."
„Hospital? Why, what happened?" I asked confusedly because let's face it, the last moments before I blacked out were quite fuzzy.
„There was a robbery in a supermarket, you don´t remember?"
„Oh, yeah, I think I do" I admitted „What happened there? I just remember a punch and then nothing"
„You managed to call for back-up and the team handled it. They both are under arresst now, thanks to you" he beamed but then a concern appeared in his eyes „Oh, God, Sam, you have no idea how worried I was when I came to your place and you weren't there and just then Grissom told me that you had been taken hostage. Don't you ever scare me like that" he said and I smiled
„Alright, I won't" I said tiredly although the fact of how worried he was about me and how he was still holding my hand was giving me butterflies to my stomach. „Greg?" I asked then „how was the date? What were you doing at my place anyway?"
„Uh…it didn't go so well, so I just left early and I thought I would drop by and try to make you up the bad evening" he said and I was at least trying to look sorry for his bad date but inwardly I felt like singing, although right now it wouldn´t do with that headache. But I couldn't help but pry
„Oh, I'm sorry. What went wrong?" I asked but Greg was hesitating for a while before he answered
„Uh, I…I guess she just wasn't my type" he said evasively and when I recognized he didn't really want to talk about it I dropped it.
I was lucky, I got released just after a few tests. I had a concussion and I was ordered to have a bed rest at least for a week. Grissom and the rest of the team were waiting in the hallway to see how I was and it actually brought tears to my eyes. Griss assured me to take as much time off as I needed and that he didn't want to see me at work until I'm in a perfect condition. The problem was that I couldn't sleep more than four hours straight and since I couldn't take the risk to sleep through alarm clock, there had to be some arrangments made and I was temporarily moved to Greg's place.
Nick gave me a lift and Catherine helped me to pack the stuff I needed for more than a week. Then Nicky droped me by Greg's place. I have to say, it felt weird how was everyone taking care of me. Nick took my bag and walked me to the door of Greg's apartment. When Greg opened the door, took my bag from Nick and led me inside, Andy was at top of the world that I was there again. Since the time I had seen him for the first time I had become his new best friend.
„Alright, come on, let's accomodate you to your apartma" Greg said in his usual banter and led me to his bedroom. When I saw where he's leading me I began protesting.
„Oh, no Greg, there's no way you're giving me your bedroom" I objected „I can take the couch, really"
„Don't be silly, you have concussion, I'm not letting you sleep on the couch. Come on" he took my hand and led me in. I finally obeyed and when I saw his bed I couldn't resist but sat down and yawned. It was unbelievable how concussion could make you tired. Just the ride in car had exhausted me. Frankly, doctors were quite worried about me because I'd already had a concussion before and since then I very often suffered from migraine. Greg sat down next to me somewhat carefully and put his arm around my shoulders.
„Hey, you should get some rest." He said and soothingly rubbed my back.
„I'll take a quick shower first, if you don't mind" I said because I was absolutely exhausted but I felt the desperate need of cold shower.
„Sure, just take as long as you want. I will find something to eat in the mean while" he offered but I frowned, which only worsened my headache.
„No, that's alright, Greg, I'm not hungry." I was being a horrible patient, I know, but I really didn't feel good in that while. My head was pounding and I felt like vomiting. I quickly but carefuly got up and when I rummaged through my bag for a while I finally found a towel and my sleeping Hello-Kitty-themed T-shirt and a sweat pants in which I usually slept and headed to the bathroom.
The cold shower felt like heaven, I desperately needed to cool down. But then I was shaking by coldness and that wasn't as comfortable either. I guess it was the tricks of fever I surely had. I got dressed and headed back to the bedroom and immediately made my way to the bed. Greg must have heard that I was done because when I lay down and for a while just stared into the ceiling I heard a soft knock on the door and right after, Greg's spiked head appeared in the doorway. I gave him a warm, although tired, smile when I saw that he's holding a cup of steaming tea.
„How are you feeling?" he asked and made his way to the bed. Andy immediately followed him and in a smooth skip he jumped onto my bed.
„I've been better. But it's not as bad as the first concussion though" I confessed
„You've already had a concussion?" he asked worriedly
„Yeah. That's why the doctor in hospital was so preoccupied. I had a concussion when, uhm, when I was eighteen and since then I often have headaches and sometimes also a few problems with concentration.."
„Wau, I didn't know that" he said and I chuckled slightly
„Well, you can know me well but you still don't know everything about me" I said and yawned again.
„Hey, I've brought you a tea and here's your meds. You should take it before you fall asleep" he said and handed me the cup and a bottle of pills. I took one and popped it into my mouth and washed it down with the tea, which immediately burned my tongue. Then I laid back down on the soft pillow and sighed. Greg saw I was tired so he gently took off my glasses and put them on the night table. I wanted to say something more to him but I felt my eyelids become heavier and heavier and I gave up.
But I didn't sleep for long because I was pulled out of my troubled slumber when my cell phone went off. I got startled at first but then I grabbed my cell phone whithout even looking at the ID. Grissom or someone must have got it for me from the crime scene, for which I was greatful but right now I just wanted it to throw it away myself for the annoying noise it was making.
„Delko" I said yawning when I picked up
„Hey, it's me" Eric said „you were asleep?"
„What? Oh, yes, I were. But don´t worry 'bout it. Is something wrong?" I mumbled worriedly because I couldn't really figure out why he's calling right now. We always talked on Saturday and today was…well, that would be the problem. I was so out of it that I couldn't actually remember the date.
„No, nothing's wrong. Sammy, you sound weird are you alright? You usualy don't take naps in the middle of the day" he sounded concerned.
„Yeah" I ran a hand through my hair „I was asleep, I have a…a concussion, nothing major, they released me from hospital the same day"
„A concussion? Sam what happened, talk to me" now he was even alarmed by my news.
„Yesterday I went to supermarket down the street but it was robbed. You know the drill – two boys with guns, took people hostage and wanted money. Somewhere in the course of events I've got a blow to my head, then it all went blank" I said as shortly as I could. No way I was telling him I tried to take control of the situation, he would go mad on me.
„Sammy, you're lucky to be alive. And you're alone with concussion? I don't like it"
„Calm down, bro, I'm at…at my friend's place till I'm ok" I calmed him down
„Alright. Does she know she has to wake you after-„
„She does, Eric" I cut him quickly. Really, my brother was sometimes too overprotective of me but I guess it goes with being the youngest. But for godness sake, he thinks I'm at a girl-friend's. Should I tell him that I'm actually crashing at some guy's place? I guess not.
„I'll be fine, Eric, don't worry about it. How's Mari?" I asked to change the topic
„Mari? She's…uh, she's fine" he said but if he thought I missed that hesitating of his, he must think I'm stupid
„Is something wrong?"
„Everything's fine, Sammy" he assured me but still I heard something in his voice, that I had been hearing for a few weeks now, that made me nervous. „Alright, I guess I'll let you sleep. Just call me tomorrow ok? I want to know you´re alright"
„Ok, Eric I will" I said „Bye"
„Take care. Bye" he said and we both hung up. Immediately after I put my cell on the bed table I fell asleep again. But as it often happens with concussion, my sleep was anything but peaceful. I was tossing in my bed, having nightmare. From what I remember I dreamed about the incident at the supermarket. Just now in this dream it all came to me and I realized how scared I actually was. But in my dream, the guy's pistol went off and in that moment I woke up with a startle. I shot up and right into Greg's arms.
„Sammy, it's ok, it's just me" he was calming me down because I was desoriented. But when my chin began trembling and my eyes welled up with tears he pulled me closer.
„Shhh, it's ok, just a nightmare" he whispered soothingly but nevertheless I began sobbing into his shirt. For next ten minutes Greg was soothing me and whispering sweet nothings into my ear before my tears subsided.
„Oh, Greg, I'm sorry, I soaked your shirt" I apologetically and wiped last tears away.
„Don't worry about it. Are you ok?"
„I am. It just came to me how affraid I really had been. I was terrified, Greg" I said and looked away. I was ashamed for the way I was. Again, I felt Greg's hand on my back
„You had every right to be scared, everyone would be. And it was your first time in a situation like this"
„Yeah, but I shouldn't be. I mean, I'm a CSI. But when I pointed it at him it flashed through my head that I could kill him right then and there and I knew that I wouldn't do that."
When I said that, Greg pulled my close again and hugged me.
„Sam, I'm glad you wouldn't" he just said.
We were just sitting there for a while before Greg decided that I was about to eat something. I really wasn't hungry, although I hadn't eaten since the day before but Greg insisted. In a moment he brought me a sandwich and a glass of orange juice.
„Come on, Sam, you have to eat something" he was persuading me and I sighed
„Alright, but just a little bit" I said and managed to eat a half of the sandwich and drink the juice.
„See? It didn't even hurt" he said, his usual banter. „You want to watch some movie?" he asked then and my face immediately lit up. I talked him into Sweeney Todd again. Maybe it was because I was ill but he reluctantly obliged. Needless to say that I fell asleep before the middle of the movie.