Different tactics
Chapter 11: Visiting
"Really? That's great news," Catherine smiled as she hung up her cell phone. She'd just called the lab for an update on the crow bar she and Warrick had brought back. She turned to face her teammates and tell them the news. "Crane's fingerprints were all over the crow bar and Greg's blood was found on it. We have enough to put him away for a long time."
"So all we have to do is find Crane," Grissom looked at his friends that were still unharmed by Nigel Crane and vowed to catch him before he could inflict further pain. "He's going to want to keep Nick under his thumb so he'll probably try and go after Greg again. I want someone to be by his side at all times. If we can catch him coming after Greg then we can follow him to wherever he's keeping Nick."
"I'll stay with him tonight," Sara quickly volunteered. She wanted to nail Crane probably more than any of them. "You should all go ho some sleep after you see Greg. All three of you look exhausted. In fact, I think I'll go and get you each a coffee. Don't want you falling asleep behind the wheel, now do we?"
"She's taken over your job as mother hen Cath," Warrick teased the older investigator. She just smiled at him she was too tired to play mom tonight. "Here comes the doctor. I hope that means visit Greg now."
Indeed it did. Sara came back with the coffees just as the doctor was finishing explaining that only one person could be in the room at the same time. Grissom then told the doctor that Sara would remain with Greg over night to protect him. Luckily the doctor agreed and lead Warrick, whom the group agreed would be the first to visit, into the room.
"Hey Bro," Warrick said as he entered the room. He tried to keep the shock off his face s he saw Greg lying on the bed, his face pale and slightly twisted with pain. "How are you feeling? All right, that was a stupid question. I can't stay long because Catherine will kill me. Grissom and Sara are both out there too. Sara's going to spend the night with you. All your fantasies are about to come true Greggo."
"Nick?" Greg asked, his eyes hopeful. That one word caused Warrick's heart to break. "Is he all right? Nigel Crane made him go somewhere with him after he shot me. I should have done something to stop him but I was too scared. I'm just a coward."
"No you're not Greg," Warrick said, his voice firm. He wished that Catherine were in the room with him. She always knew what to say when someone needed some words of comfort. "You couldn't have done anything. If you had Nigel Crane would have killed you and then either still kidnapped Nicky or killed him too. You did the right thing by doing nothing because you're still alive and so is Nick. We even have enough evidence to arrest him and put him in jail for a long time."
That made Greg smile and Warrick gave his hand a comforting squeeze. His few minutes were up so he said goodbye. He promised to come by in the morning before his shift started then left. Catherine soon entered and took Warrick's place in trying to comfort him.
"Hey Greg," Catherine was at a loss for words for once in her life. She was usually great at offering advice to her teammates but she had no idea what she could possibly day to make Greg feel better. "You had me scared for a minute Greg. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you; none of us do. We need you and don't you go thinking otherwise all right?"
"Okay Cath," Greg grinned weakly. He always knew his friends cared about him but it was nice to hear them say it. "Thanks for being here. I know you have to get back to Lindsey so I won't keep you here. I'll see you soon okay?"
Catherine gave him a gentle hug goodbye and left. Greg could always read her thoughts but she had never been more thankful for his ability than now. He was right. She wanted to go home and make sure her daughter was just fine.
"Greg," Grissom nodded at the younger man as he came in. Greg knew he was uncomfortable with the fact that two members of his team were out of commission for a while and there wasn't a thing he could have done about it. "Umm, how are you doing?"
"I'll live," Greg gave Grissom a reassuring smile. He had a feeling all his friends somehow blamed themselves for his being in the hospital. "It's not your fault Gris. You couldn't have done anything. The only person who we should blame is Nigel Crane because he's the one responsible for this mess. Warrick made me see that."
"You're right Greg," Grissom reached out and did something that surprised them both. He ruffled Greg's already messy hair, as he would have were Greg ten years old. "I've always wanted to do that just to see if I could make your hair even messier. I can't."
"You're mean," Greg pouted playfully. Grissom responded by ruffling his hair again then saying goodbye. Sara came in before Grissom even had a chance to get to the door. "Bye Grissom. Hey Sara."
"Hey Greggo," Sara hugged him then squeezed his hand tightly. She didn't ask how he was feeling; she actually didn't say anything at all. She just sat there and held his hand and together they fell asleep, both hoping to hear good news on Nick's whereabouts when they woke in the morning.
"Really? That's great news," Catherine smiled as she hung up her cell phone. She'd just called the lab for an update on the crow bar she and Warrick had brought back. She turned to face her teammates and tell them the news. "Crane's fingerprints were all over the crow bar and Greg's blood was found on it. We have enough to put him away for a long time."
"So all we have to do is find Crane," Grissom looked at his friends that were still unharmed by Nigel Crane and vowed to catch him before he could inflict further pain. "He's going to want to keep Nick under his thumb so he'll probably try and go after Greg again. I want someone to be by his side at all times. If we can catch him coming after Greg then we can follow him to wherever he's keeping Nick."
"I'll stay with him tonight," Sara quickly volunteered. She wanted to nail Crane probably more than any of them. "You should all go ho some sleep after you see Greg. All three of you look exhausted. In fact, I think I'll go and get you each a coffee. Don't want you falling asleep behind the wheel, now do we?"
"She's taken over your job as mother hen Cath," Warrick teased the older investigator. She just smiled at him she was too tired to play mom tonight. "Here comes the doctor. I hope that means visit Greg now."
Indeed it did. Sara came back with the coffees just as the doctor was finishing explaining that only one person could be in the room at the same time. Grissom then told the doctor that Sara would remain with Greg over night to protect him. Luckily the doctor agreed and lead Warrick, whom the group agreed would be the first to visit, into the room.
"Hey Bro," Warrick said as he entered the room. He tried to keep the shock off his face s he saw Greg lying on the bed, his face pale and slightly twisted with pain. "How are you feeling? All right, that was a stupid question. I can't stay long because Catherine will kill me. Grissom and Sara are both out there too. Sara's going to spend the night with you. All your fantasies are about to come true Greggo."
"Nick?" Greg asked, his eyes hopeful. That one word caused Warrick's heart to break. "Is he all right? Nigel Crane made him go somewhere with him after he shot me. I should have done something to stop him but I was too scared. I'm just a coward."
"No you're not Greg," Warrick said, his voice firm. He wished that Catherine were in the room with him. She always knew what to say when someone needed some words of comfort. "You couldn't have done anything. If you had Nigel Crane would have killed you and then either still kidnapped Nicky or killed him too. You did the right thing by doing nothing because you're still alive and so is Nick. We even have enough evidence to arrest him and put him in jail for a long time."
That made Greg smile and Warrick gave his hand a comforting squeeze. His few minutes were up so he said goodbye. He promised to come by in the morning before his shift started then left. Catherine soon entered and took Warrick's place in trying to comfort him.
"Hey Greg," Catherine was at a loss for words for once in her life. She was usually great at offering advice to her teammates but she had no idea what she could possibly day to make Greg feel better. "You had me scared for a minute Greg. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you; none of us do. We need you and don't you go thinking otherwise all right?"
"Okay Cath," Greg grinned weakly. He always knew his friends cared about him but it was nice to hear them say it. "Thanks for being here. I know you have to get back to Lindsey so I won't keep you here. I'll see you soon okay?"
Catherine gave him a gentle hug goodbye and left. Greg could always read her thoughts but she had never been more thankful for his ability than now. He was right. She wanted to go home and make sure her daughter was just fine.
"Greg," Grissom nodded at the younger man as he came in. Greg knew he was uncomfortable with the fact that two members of his team were out of commission for a while and there wasn't a thing he could have done about it. "Umm, how are you doing?"
"I'll live," Greg gave Grissom a reassuring smile. He had a feeling all his friends somehow blamed themselves for his being in the hospital. "It's not your fault Gris. You couldn't have done anything. The only person who we should blame is Nigel Crane because he's the one responsible for this mess. Warrick made me see that."
"You're right Greg," Grissom reached out and did something that surprised them both. He ruffled Greg's already messy hair, as he would have were Greg ten years old. "I've always wanted to do that just to see if I could make your hair even messier. I can't."
"You're mean," Greg pouted playfully. Grissom responded by ruffling his hair again then saying goodbye. Sara came in before Grissom even had a chance to get to the door. "Bye Grissom. Hey Sara."
"Hey Greggo," Sara hugged him then squeezed his hand tightly. She didn't ask how he was feeling; she actually didn't say anything at all. She just sat there and held his hand and together they fell asleep, both hoping to hear good news on Nick's whereabouts when they woke in the morning.