Disclaimer: I own nothing. The beginning of the dialogue is taken directly from the episode.
Chapter2:
During
"What time is it?"
"Late"
"How long have you been here?"
"A while"
"You figured out what happened in the lab, didn't you?"
"Yes, and I wanted you to hear it from me" Catherine pulled up a chair and sat down.
"The explosion it was my fault. I made a mistake and I want you to know that I'm sorry. " There she'd said it.
A pause, she had to force herself to keep looking at Greg and not look away.
"What happened?" Greg finally asked. Catherine was taken aback, this was not what she expected. Not at all. She wondered whether Greg had even gotten what she had just said.
"Someone left a hot plate turned on inside the fume hood. I put a glass with an unknown liquid from a scene inside. The heat caused it to explode." Catherine stated, matter-of-factly, trying to keep her tone neutral.
"It was an accident right, the plate gets left on all the time. Maybe I left it on myself"
"We think Hodges might have accidentally left it on, but there's no way to know"
"Doesn't matter. Is Grissom mad?" That was typical for him, Greg was usually worried about what Grissom was going to say.
"I don't know. Dr. Cavallo suspended me for a couple of days. But I'll still be back before you are probably." What should have been an attempt to lighten up the conversation, came across bitter, and Catherine regretted it instantly.
"I got lucky, I figure." Greg managed a tired smile. Not exactly his usually grin, but still Catherine was happy to see it.
"You did."
Greg looked like he was trying to remember something that he wanted to say.
"Anyone else get hurt?" he managed, obviously very tired.
"No, thankfully not, some minor injuries, cuts."
"That's good." A longer pause followed and Catherine had already thought that Greg had drifted of to sleep again, when he spoke again.
"What about all the cases?" his tone was rather agitated now.
"Destroyed mostly, but don't worry about it. We'll try to piece together is much as possible." This was far more optimistic then Catherine felt. When Greg didn't answer, she noticed that Greg was having a hard time staying focussed. He could barely keep his eyes open.
"Good night, Greg." Catherine slowly got up and left quietly.