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A/N: Okay, I got a few suggestions, hurt Greg.. and that's it but oh well, I just whooped it up! I know this is stupid, but I just want to finish writing this story!
Greg and Nick finally made it to the top floor; in front of them was a door that said, "ROOF".
"What are we going to do?" asked Nick.
"You have to distract Jon and I'll get Sara!" Greg said.
"Why don't you distract him and I'll get Sara!" Nick argues.
Greg turned to him, "Maybe because –I don't know- I love her?"
"I get the picture!" Nick said.
Nick quietly opened the door and the two of them quietly sneaked up the stairs and found themselves on top of the roof.
"So what am I going to do?" ask Nick.
"I was hoping you'd have an idea."
"Nope, sorry!" Nick said.
"Well you're a CSI, figure it out!" Greg said before he got up and hid behind the air injectors.
He saw Sara tied up, tape across her mouth, a few feet away from him. But then again, he also saw Jon standing next to her, looking at his watch.
Hurry up Nick! Greg thought.
Then Greg heard the biggest bang in the world.
That's great Nick! The best distraction you can come up with is slamming the door, perfect!Greg saw Jon look up and run towards the door. As Jon ran by him, Greg got up and ran towards Sara. He un-taped her mouth and quickly grabbed a pocketknife and cut the ropes.
"Thanks Greg, I'm so sorry." Sara shut up just as Greg heard a gun cock.
"Hello Greg, long time no seen!" Jon smiled, "Now get up and face me!"
Greg turned around but kept the knife in his hands.
"Drop the knife too." Greg did so and then looked back up Jon,
"Let Sara go asshole!" Greg growled.
"Nope, I figure why let my one and only witness go and tell the police!"
Greg smiled, "Guess Again!"
WHACK!
Nick knocked Jon down with a long wooden stick; he soon dropped it and looked at Greg.
"Quick, lets get out of here!" Nick yelled.
Greg quickly got his knife back and cut the ropes that tied Sara's leg together. Nick and Greg picked her up as something knocked Sara over the roof.
"SARA!" Greg yelled and ran over to the side as Nick got into a fight with Jon, who got the wooden stick.
Greg looked over the side to see Sara land on one of those boards that painters use when they paint a building. Greg saw that the rope led up to where he is, so he grabbed the end and jumped down, to bring the board up higher and to help save his landing.
Nick was wrestling with Jon and soon enough the stick was forgotten and they started wrestling.
"I got ya Sara!" Greg yelled as he landed on the board. Sara was lying down, moaning. "I got ya, hold on!" Greg said.
He began to pull the rope and the board started to rise towards the roof.
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"Get away from me STOKES!" Jon yelled as they wrestled.
Nick got on top of him, "No!" Jon kicked Nick in the stomach, which sent Nick flying off to the side of the roof, banging his head. As Nick moaned in pain, Jon picked up his gun and cocked it, he went over towards Nick, who was lying and moaning. Nick glances up to see Jon holding the black gun in front of him.
"I never really wanted to kill you but I guess it's better for Greg to watch all his friends die because of him, I want him to hear you scream!" Jon said.
"Go ahead and shoot me!" Nick said, "Greg won't care!"
Jon smirked, " You accept me to believe that?" Jon laughed, "Stokes, you're Greg's best friend, I'm not that stupid!"
Nick brought his leg up and kicked Jon in between his legs, which cause Jon to bend down and moan. Nick grabbed his collar and tried to get the gun from Jon but Jon push Nick and Nick lied on top of the wall, and if he went any further that he would fall off. Jon took up his gun and aimed it at Nick.
"Say goodbye!" Jon laughed.
"MY ASS!" a voice called out, Jon turned around in surprise just as the wooden stick hit his face. He fell to the floor and glances up to see Greg grabbing Nick.
"I got you Sanders!" and he aimed the gun for him and fired it. Bang!
Greg fell to the ground and gasps.
"GREG!" Nick and Sara yelled in unison. Jon got up and went towards Nick, but Nick was fast and as Jon brought the gun up to shoot him Nick grabbed him and pushed him. That affects cause Jon to hit the side and fall over and head toward the Las Vegas Street screaming.
Sara and Nick ran to Greg's side. They realize that Greg was hit in the right side of his chest.
"I wasn't shot!" Greg said, "I mean I would have felt something right?"
"It doesn't work that way Greg!" Nick said. Both he and Sara were holding one of Greg's hands.
"I'm sorry…" Greg started.
"Don't be Greg, you're not going to die, you got to fight it!" Sara cried out.
Greg looked at her, "I'm sorry too,"
"Don't say goodbyes Greg, you're not going to die!"
Nick looked up, "DAMN IT! When are they going to be here!"
"You called Brass?" Greg questioned.
Nick looked at him, "Yeah, when you were at the pay phone."
"I own you man!" Greg laughed. But he stopped as his face wince at the pain in his chest.
"It's okay Greg!" Sara said.
Then they heard sirens approaching the building.
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Sara and Nick followed the gurney that Greg was on to the van. As they put him in the van and shut the door, they drove away leaving Nick and Sara watching the van leaves.
"Do you think he'll make it?" Sara asked.
"He tougher than he looks…" Nick answered.
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"Sanders where is my results?" Nick yelled over the loud Black Flag music.
Greg looked up from his microscope, "I got the case breaker!" Greg said, handing him the results.
"Sabotage! Thanks man I own ya!"
"Think you can try and convince Grissom to make go back in the field again?" ask Greg.
"Nah, I want to see you suffer!" Nick laughed and left the lab. Greg looked back in to his microscope and wrote down the results on a piece of paper..
"Greg? Got it?"
Greg looked up to see Sara in the doorway.
"What will you give me for it?" Greg asks.
Sara rolled her eyes. She walked up to him and kiss him, then quickly grabbed the paper in his hands and walked off, leaving Greg replying, "It's good to be wanted." Then he raised his eyebrows at Nick and Warrick who were watching through the glass window…
