"I knew it!... I just knew it!"
Greg pounded the wall of his lab... his heart torn apart.
Grissom was ignoring him...
"I knew he wouldn't remember!" Greg shouted as he slouched against the wall that he had just given a beating.
Now he was fighting back the tears.
"How could I have been so... naive?"
His heart ached, and his head was swimming.
"What do I do?...What do I do?"
Greg leaned against the wall for another few moments before hauling himself upright and starting off down the hall... he had to find Grissom.
(One minute later)
Greg slammed his hands down on the desk where Grissom sat, slightly pissing off the older man.
"Look, I need to talk to you!"
His voice was heated and his eyes were on fire.
Gil stared at the young lab tech before him...
"About what?" he responded calmly, a questioning look on his face.
"He acts like nothing even happened!" Greg thought to himself as he glared directly into the chilled eyes of his boss.
"You don't remember a damned thing do you!"
Greg was yelling now... soon people would start to gather, and wonder what the hell was going on.
Then he paused, as anger turned to sadness and began to consume his heart once again...
"How could you not remember?" he inquired... nearly whispering.
Gil saw the sadness creep across the younger boy's face. He stood to his feet and manuevered his way around the desk to where Greg was standing before beginning to speak...
"I wasn't that drunk..."