A/N-Just wanted to say I am having Greg go through the emotions of everything that has happened to him over the past year and more.
Thanks again for all the reviews.
The following day Grissom joined Brass and Catherine in visiting Greg and finishing up his side of what happened.
Greg looked at them all and sighed. "I guess you want to hear the rest of what happened now."
"That would be correct, Greg." Grissom said, noticing the young man's reluctance.
"Okay, so where did we leave off yesterday," he asked looking towards Brass. He was avoiding eye contact with Catherine today because he felt weird after that conversation the night before.
"When Catherine came into the room," Brass replied.
Greg sighed again. He really did not feel like telling it. It was like reliving his risky stupidity in how he handled the whole situation, not to mention the horror of his back being cut into. Just thinking of it gave him chills. He took a deep breath to shake off the memory.
He began telling them the rest of what happened, but again telling it as detached as he could be from the situation. Even Grissom gave Catherine a concerning glance.
"Greg, I thought you hated guns," Grissom asked him.
Greg looked at him blankly. "Would you not defend yourself if you had the chance in a situation like that in anyway possible?"
Greg made a good point. "Drastic times call for drastic measures," Grissom replied with a raised eyebrow.
Greg simply nodded his head in agreement.
"Why were you so insistent on me keeping my gun and risking your own life?" Catherine had to ask him again, it was nagging her.
Greg finally looked at Catherine. His eyes showed some anger. "Did you not just hear what I told Grissom? I was trying to get you to defend yourself and not worry about me. I already told you this last night."
Brass raised his eyebrows at Grissom, who had turned to him doing the same thing. Brass then just shrugged his shoulders, having no clue what was going on between Greg and Catherine.
Catherine did not say anything, but her face showed agitation. It was so rare for Greg to get angry about anything, but she supposed after what he'd been through it was normal.
Brass broke the odd tension finally by speaking. "Well Greg, thanks for that. We will leave you alone now to get some rest."
Brass walked out ahead of Grissom and Catherine. Grissom stopped Catherine once they got our of Greg's room.
"What was that about?" He asked her.
She shook her head in frustration. "I don't know. He worries me is all."
"Why is that?"
Catherine sighed, running her hand through her hair. "He just seemed like he did not care about his life at all when we were back in that room. He made careless decisions in regards to his own life."
"So in other words, you do not appreciate him trying to save your life. You do not like it when someone tries to protect you." Grissom let a small grin pop on his face.
Catherine fumed. "That's not what I…" She glared at him. "Damn, I hate when you are right."
Grissom cocked an eyebrow. "Catherine, remember we are talking about Greg here. He's always doing things that take us by surprise."
Catherine ended up smirking to herself. "Yeah he does." She remembered him dancing in the showgirl's hat years prior. She smiled a bit and looked at Grissom.
"It just sucks that he has had to go through so much in such little time that he has been a CSI."
"Greg has proven to be a pretty strong person. I am sure he will get through this too, like everything else."
Catherine did not feel so sure. "I sure hope so."
Grissom laid a hand on her back. "It's only been a couple days since it happened. Give him sometime. You too. You keep acting like it only happened to him. You were there too."
"Yeah but he's the one in the hospital."
Grissom frowned. "But you saw in person what he went through, it's going to affect you too."
Catherine gazed off in the direction of Greg's room. "I know."
"Why don't you go home from the rest of today and spend it with your daughter, seeing as it is a Saturday."
She looked at him with hesitation.
"Do it. Supervisor's orders," he smirked.
Catherine took his advice and went back home to spend time with her daughter. By later on in the evening though Lindsay had plans to see a movie with friends, so Catherine was left alone with her mother, who she was not in the mood to discuss what happened with.
She still felt bad about how she left things with Greg. She was not sure why it bothered her so much, but she thought about it all day. She finally decided to make another trip to the hospital before visiting hours were over.
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Greg had a visit from Warrick and Sara earlier. They did not stick around too long as they got paged on a new case.
Greg was glad since he had not been in much of a mood to talk since Brass, Grissom, and Catherine had left.
He was frustrated with himself more than anything for feeling the way he was feeling. She would think he was crazy if he told her the whole truth.
He tried shifting on his side to be more comfortable but only caused himself more pain shooting through his back. He cringed his face from the agony and decided to try not to move for a while again.
The doctor told him that tomorrow they would test how much his nerve damage affected his ability to walk. He was not paralyzed but the doctor told him he would have problems at first walking on his own. Just another thing he had to worry about.
His usual nurse, Nurse Wade, came in to change his bandages for the evening. He sat up on the side of the bed for her and got ready for another painful session.
Catherine got to the hospital and found out they had moved Greg out of ICU and into a regular room. They told her she could go in once the nurse had finished changing his bandages.
Greg was shifting; uncomfortably back to lying on his side when Catherine came in. She could tell he was in a lot of pain.
He did not notice her until she came right by his bedside. "Oh hey," he said to her, trying to ignore the pain he was in.
"Hi, sorry probably caught you at a bad time," she apologized, seeing as he grimaced in pain.
He shook his head. "Nah, it is okay. But I do not think I will be awake long. They just gave me my painkillers so they always knock me out pretty quickly."
"Yeah I understand. I just wanted to say I am sorry about earlier today. I just might not understand why you did what you did, but it was your choice. I am just glad you are going to be okay. You really scared me. I really thought you were going to get killed by him."
Greg smiled a bit, seeing how concerned she was. "You did not think you could get rid of me that easily, did you?"
She had to smile back at his response. "No, I guess not. But you really were taking risks that freaked me out."
His smile faded. He felt sort of bad now. He had not realized how much his choices affected her.
"Sorry, I guess I was a bit careless with my decisions, but I was not thinking completely clearly either with all the pain I was in. I just could not bare to see him hurt you too."
She grinned at him. "So you have to play the hero, of sorts, huh?"
He smiled sheepishly at her. "What's wrong with that? You were a beautiful damsel in distress."
Catherine blushed suddenly. She blamed his medication for his crazy talk, because otherwise it just made her feel awkward.
She finally responded. "There is nothing wrong with that I guess." She smiled bashfully at him. She noticed he was starting to have trouble keeping his eyes open. Gratefully, she took her chance to get away from the awkwardness of the moment.
"Well, looks like you are going to fall asleep any moment now, so I am going to go home now. I'll try to stop by tomorrow."
He still had a goofy smile on his face. "I'd like that. Goodnight then." He closed his eyes and was asleep before Catherine had her chance to say goodnight to him.
As she drove home, she could not help but start to question her feelings towards Greg. Why had she blushed so when he gave her a compliment? They had always flirted with each other; it was in both of their natures' to do it. She had to admit that since he became a CSI, she saw him differently; more mature and not as the kid she used to see him as. But she never blushed before around him. He was so much younger than her, but then she thought of Grissom and Sara and how their age difference was about the same and they still worked.
She shook her head. It was just silly. She could not have those kinds of feelings about Greg. She pushed it out of her mind for the time being.