Different tactics
Chapter 30: Reaction
A/N: I'm trying to get this updated as much as possible before exams start. Once they start I'll be studying 24/7. Yuck!!!
Sara watched Greg's face anxiously for a reaction to her confession. He was frowning, remembering, but for the most part was silent. His usually sparkling brown eyes had lost their innocence and had been replaced by insecurity and Sara had noticed earlier that his voice lacked its usual exuberance. This whole situation had taken its toll on the kid and Sara hated to add another reason for him to be afraid but unfortunately Grissom was right; it was best that Greg knew what had happened now than if he found out later.
Greg looked at Sara, stared into her eyes, for a moment. He could see that she was blaming herself and was waiting for him to scream at him. He wouldn't do that though, not to her. She had seen her shot and had taken it. If she hadn't they would either be dead or still in that nightmare. No, he couldn't blame her. It wasn't her fault; she didn't want to hit him.
"You need to work on your aim," Greg told her and waited for her reaction. For a second he thought he failed but soon her face broke into the smile that he loved to see, the reason he always joked around with her. He was happy that he could still make her smile, as she needed to get her mind off of worrying over the situation.
"Thanks Greg," Sara said sincerely. Now that she knew that Greg knew the truth and didn't blame her, she felt relieved. She could concentrate her energy on getting herself, Nick, and Greg better and away from the nightmares that were sure to come. She wasn't looking forward to those nights when she would wake up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily with her heart racing. But she would endure them and not complain, as Nick's and Greg's nightmares were sure to be ten times worse than her own. Who was she to complain about a nightmare when Greg was afraid to sleep without one his friends present? When Nick had to make sure Greg was all right before he even thought about going to sleep? No, she couldn't complain, not to anybody.
"When did Nicky go to sleep?" Greg asked as he looked over at his still sleeping friend. He was relieved that Nick was getting plenty of rest, as he looked ready to drop a few hours ago. "And where did Catherine and Warrick go? They were here before I went to sleep."
"Nick fell asleep a few minutes after you did," Sara told him, reaching out for one of his hands. She wanted to reassure herself that she wasn't dreaming, that Greg really did forgive her. "I think Warrick drove Catherine back to her house to pick up Lindsay. Catherine called her about an hour ago and she insisted on coming here to see everybody. She was really worried when Cath told her you were shot."
"She's a sweet kid," Greg flashed her a smile, which widened when he saw Grissom enter the room with a few bags of fast food. "Hey Grissom, think you brought enough food?"
"Depends on how hungry you are," Grissom handed one bag to Greg and one to Sara. He set another down by Nick's cot and kept the last one for himself. "I ran into Catherine, Lindsay, and Warrick on my way in. Catherine took their bags and Warrick offered to bring the tray of drinks. They should be here any minute."
As soon as those words left his mouth a small girl ran into the room and launched herself up on to Greg's bed. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a tight hug before getting down and doing the same for Sara. Catherine had come in by then and managed to convince her daughter to wait until Nick awoke before attacking him with hugs. Lindsay agreed but only if she could sit next to Greg on his hospital bed. The team finally felt safe and happy.
A/N: I'm trying to get this updated as much as possible before exams start. Once they start I'll be studying 24/7. Yuck!!!
Sara watched Greg's face anxiously for a reaction to her confession. He was frowning, remembering, but for the most part was silent. His usually sparkling brown eyes had lost their innocence and had been replaced by insecurity and Sara had noticed earlier that his voice lacked its usual exuberance. This whole situation had taken its toll on the kid and Sara hated to add another reason for him to be afraid but unfortunately Grissom was right; it was best that Greg knew what had happened now than if he found out later.
Greg looked at Sara, stared into her eyes, for a moment. He could see that she was blaming herself and was waiting for him to scream at him. He wouldn't do that though, not to her. She had seen her shot and had taken it. If she hadn't they would either be dead or still in that nightmare. No, he couldn't blame her. It wasn't her fault; she didn't want to hit him.
"You need to work on your aim," Greg told her and waited for her reaction. For a second he thought he failed but soon her face broke into the smile that he loved to see, the reason he always joked around with her. He was happy that he could still make her smile, as she needed to get her mind off of worrying over the situation.
"Thanks Greg," Sara said sincerely. Now that she knew that Greg knew the truth and didn't blame her, she felt relieved. She could concentrate her energy on getting herself, Nick, and Greg better and away from the nightmares that were sure to come. She wasn't looking forward to those nights when she would wake up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily with her heart racing. But she would endure them and not complain, as Nick's and Greg's nightmares were sure to be ten times worse than her own. Who was she to complain about a nightmare when Greg was afraid to sleep without one his friends present? When Nick had to make sure Greg was all right before he even thought about going to sleep? No, she couldn't complain, not to anybody.
"When did Nicky go to sleep?" Greg asked as he looked over at his still sleeping friend. He was relieved that Nick was getting plenty of rest, as he looked ready to drop a few hours ago. "And where did Catherine and Warrick go? They were here before I went to sleep."
"Nick fell asleep a few minutes after you did," Sara told him, reaching out for one of his hands. She wanted to reassure herself that she wasn't dreaming, that Greg really did forgive her. "I think Warrick drove Catherine back to her house to pick up Lindsay. Catherine called her about an hour ago and she insisted on coming here to see everybody. She was really worried when Cath told her you were shot."
"She's a sweet kid," Greg flashed her a smile, which widened when he saw Grissom enter the room with a few bags of fast food. "Hey Grissom, think you brought enough food?"
"Depends on how hungry you are," Grissom handed one bag to Greg and one to Sara. He set another down by Nick's cot and kept the last one for himself. "I ran into Catherine, Lindsay, and Warrick on my way in. Catherine took their bags and Warrick offered to bring the tray of drinks. They should be here any minute."
As soon as those words left his mouth a small girl ran into the room and launched herself up on to Greg's bed. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a tight hug before getting down and doing the same for Sara. Catherine had come in by then and managed to convince her daughter to wait until Nick awoke before attacking him with hugs. Lindsay agreed but only if she could sit next to Greg on his hospital bed. The team finally felt safe and happy.