Different tactics
Chapter 27: Truth
A/N: This story is slowly winding down, hopefully. Every time I think I'm going to end it I think of something else.
"Go away," Sara sobbed as she heard someone come up behind her. She figured it was either Grissom or Catherine, as she had told them how she shot Greg. She actually was half-hoping it was Grissom coming to fire her for injuring a co-worker. That way she wouldn't have to see the disappointment in Greg's eyes when she told him it was she, and not Nigel, who put him in the hospital.
"No, I won't go away Sara," she heard Nick's voice and felt his arms wrap around her. He wiped the tears off her cheeks and kissed her gently. "It wasn't your fault Honey. Nobody is going to blame you. If you hadn't taken that shot then we'd probably be dead right now."
"But I put Greg in the hospital," Sara leaned in closer to Nick. She needed his comfort at the moment. "How can you say it wasn't my fault when I'm the only one in that room who fired a gun. That means it was my gun that shot Greg and that's why he's here. If I had been a few inches over I would have hit his heart and he'd be dead."
"He's not Sara, and that's what you have to see," Nick tightened his grip on her as she tried to pull away. He knew she needed to hear what he had to say. "Greg's going to be fine. He'll be back in the lab, playing his loud music before you know it. Come back to the room with me and you'll see that nobody blames you."
"If anybody does I'm going to hand in my resignation," Sara told him as he pulled her to her feet. She followed him back into Greg's room and looked toward the bed with a scared expression. She was relieved when she saw that Greg was asleep, as that gave her more time to think of an apology.
***A half-hour later***
"Is he still sleeping peacefully?" Nick asked Warrick. Sara was sitting by the window again and Grissom and Catherine had just left to pick up some non-hospital food for everyone.
"So far he hasn't stirred," Warrick replied. He had told Nick how Greg was afraid to go to sleep and, acting like an older brother, Nick had taken a seat right next to Greg's bed. "I'm hoping he'll sleep for at least another hour or two but he could wake up at any time."
As if Greg had heard him, he started tossing in his sleep. Nick quickly sprang to his feet and shook the younger man until his eyes began to flutter. Sara had approached the bed while Nick was waking Greg and now stood next to Warrick. Greg blinked a few times before he regained his senses then looked around. His eyes met Sara's and she knew that he knew the truth in who shot him.
A/N: This story is slowly winding down, hopefully. Every time I think I'm going to end it I think of something else.
"Go away," Sara sobbed as she heard someone come up behind her. She figured it was either Grissom or Catherine, as she had told them how she shot Greg. She actually was half-hoping it was Grissom coming to fire her for injuring a co-worker. That way she wouldn't have to see the disappointment in Greg's eyes when she told him it was she, and not Nigel, who put him in the hospital.
"No, I won't go away Sara," she heard Nick's voice and felt his arms wrap around her. He wiped the tears off her cheeks and kissed her gently. "It wasn't your fault Honey. Nobody is going to blame you. If you hadn't taken that shot then we'd probably be dead right now."
"But I put Greg in the hospital," Sara leaned in closer to Nick. She needed his comfort at the moment. "How can you say it wasn't my fault when I'm the only one in that room who fired a gun. That means it was my gun that shot Greg and that's why he's here. If I had been a few inches over I would have hit his heart and he'd be dead."
"He's not Sara, and that's what you have to see," Nick tightened his grip on her as she tried to pull away. He knew she needed to hear what he had to say. "Greg's going to be fine. He'll be back in the lab, playing his loud music before you know it. Come back to the room with me and you'll see that nobody blames you."
"If anybody does I'm going to hand in my resignation," Sara told him as he pulled her to her feet. She followed him back into Greg's room and looked toward the bed with a scared expression. She was relieved when she saw that Greg was asleep, as that gave her more time to think of an apology.
***A half-hour later***
"Is he still sleeping peacefully?" Nick asked Warrick. Sara was sitting by the window again and Grissom and Catherine had just left to pick up some non-hospital food for everyone.
"So far he hasn't stirred," Warrick replied. He had told Nick how Greg was afraid to go to sleep and, acting like an older brother, Nick had taken a seat right next to Greg's bed. "I'm hoping he'll sleep for at least another hour or two but he could wake up at any time."
As if Greg had heard him, he started tossing in his sleep. Nick quickly sprang to his feet and shook the younger man until his eyes began to flutter. Sara had approached the bed while Nick was waking Greg and now stood next to Warrick. Greg blinked a few times before he regained his senses then looked around. His eyes met Sara's and she knew that he knew the truth in who shot him.