Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or any of the characters though I would love to own Greg
Nick was getting his stuff out of his locker and shoving it in his backpack. Catherine and Warrick rush in.
"I don't believe this I can't believe he fired you!" yelled Warrick.
Nick looked up; confuse "You heard?"
Catherine and Warrick nodded, "Yeah we kind of eavesdrop on you." Warrick confesses. Grissom joined them. "Nick I'm sorry!"
Nick rolled his eyes and continued to pack. "You should be!"
"Nick-"
"Grissom listen I don't understand why the director didn't even bother to listen to my side of the story!"
"He won't believe us Nick, he doesn't trust the graveyard shift since the incident." Grissom responded.
"It's because of me Nick, I'm sorry, I was the one that blew up the lab." Catherine said.
Nick sigh, "But still, firing me?"
Catherine and Warrick looked at Grissom. "We got to prove that Nick is innocent!" Warrick said.
"People lie, but what doesn't lie?" Grissom asks.
Catherine rolled her eyes, "Grissom we heard this a million times!"
"The evidence." He answered ignoring Catherine.
"So we're going to search the lab for proof? It has all of our DNA on it and they're all still fresh!" Warrick said.
"What about Greg's clothes, the person who threw him out would have gotten some of their DNA on his shirt." Catherine said.
"Or on the other hand there is only one person who knows the truth." Nick responded.
The group nodded, "Greg."
It was silent for a while, than Grissom broke it,
"Catherine and Nick go get Greg's clothes from the hospital." He turned to Warrick, "You and I will exam the site."
As Catherine and Nick left, Grissom and Warrick headed towards the broken window where the poor lab tech was thrown out of. There was broken pieces of glasses on the floor some of them had blood on it; Warrick knew whose it was. The window was total, it looks like a baseball went through it but the result was a lot larger.
"It does prove the theory that he was thrown out." Grissom said, looking at the window.
"I'm going to collect the glasses and put them together to see where the impact was." Warrick said, and instead of looking for an answer from Grissom, he bent down and started to pick the pieces up and put them in the evidence bag.
Grissom walked to the other side of the window. "Head first."
Warrick looked up, confuse, "Huh?"
"Greg was thrown headfirst."
"How do you know that?"
"Remember when we saw Greg at the hospital, he had stitches across his forehead and the doctor told me that's was where he was mostly bloody."
"I haven't been to the hospital yet." Warrick said, regretful.
"It's probably why he doesn't remember anything." Grissom answered, not hearing what Warrick said.
It was hot and painful. The smoke surrounded the air and he lied there on the ground, moaning at the sharp pains all over his body. Then he dropped his head to the floor and---- Greg Sanders awoke with a started. He was panting and sweating. He wish he wasn't on painkillers so he wouldn't have to fall asleep every five seconds and have this nightmare. He shut his eyes and quietly moaned softly. He could not wait to get out of the place, the nurse said he could go home soon but he wanted to go home now. Why am I here he wondered. He had no memory of what happened. He was shock when he heard Grissom tell him that he was thrown out of the window, it was like déjà vu all over again. Greg looked out the window of his dark room. He saw the stars up in the sky, and the moon stood there shining down onto him. He heard the door squeak open and he gasps quietly. He saw Nick and Catherine entering the room sneakily.
"Hi guys," he whispered softly.
The two looked up and saw Greg staring at them, "Sorry we didn't mean to wake you." Catherine immediately apologizes.
"It's okay I was already up." Greg assured, "What are you guys doing?"
"We're here to get your clothes so we could find out who threw you out of the window." Nick explained.
Greg shuddered at the thought of being thrown out, "I don't understand what am I doing here for?"
Catherine and Nick looked at each other; they were shocked that Greg did not even know what happened to him. "
You were thrown head first out of the window and the doctors want to keep you here to keep an eye on you for a while." Nick explained to him.
"Yeah it also seems that you suffered a small brain damage I guess, which is probably why you don't remember anything that happened." Catherine clarifies.
Greg nodded, understanding. He suddenly felt somewhat stupid not remembering anything. "My clothes are in the closet." Greg said.
"Thanks," replied Catherine.
Greg nodded his head and rests it against his pillow.
"Grissom and I will come see you tomorrow and tell you the results, we might have some questions of how to use some of the equipment."
Greg smiled, "You better come tomorrow Catherine."
Catherine grinned at him, "You can count on it!"
Greg smiled and closed his eyes, unaware that he was so going to fall asleep…….
Catherine and Grissom sat around the table in the layout room. Greg's clothes were lay out across the table and Warrick was running the test for DNA. Grissom shook his head, "I don't understand, the shirt isn't ripped, torn or wrinkled in anyway."
"I don't think Greg put up a fight." Catherine realizes.
"But that would mean-"
"Greg knew the suspect." Catherine interrupted.
"It couldn't have been Nick,"
"It wasn't Nick."
"So it means that our suspect works in this lab or a friend or relative maybe?" Grissom wonders.
Catherine shook her head, "Nobody comes and visit Greg during work, and we would have a record from the counter if there was a visitor for him."
"I don't know anyone that works here that hates Greg."
"Neither do I!" Catherine pause, "I really want to wrap my fingers around the man who did this!"
Grissom let out a small laugh.
Warrick entered the room, depress. "I didn't get any DNA off Greg's shirt or his pants."
"So the suspect must have worn rubber gloves." Catherine suspected.
"Well DNA doesn't usually get on the person's clothing when their push." Warrick pointed out.
"But Greg wasn't push," Grissom said, "He was thrown."
"So what we do?"
"Try and get Greg's memory back, the truth is somewhere in there."
