"Parkinson's," Warrick exhaled in a hushed tone.
"Yeah," Greg responded, this wasn't the reaction he had expected. He expected more talking…less silence.
"I have a case," Catherine said, and walked out, without looking at Greg. Greg watched her leave, very confused by her actions.
She didn't even say anything. She just left.
Warrick got up to follow Catherine, but he paused as he passed Greg, and pattered him on the back. "I'm sorry man," he said quietly, "I better check on her," he said, indicating to the door.
Greg exhaled angrily, and gritted his teeth. Everyone was leaving. No one was even trying to comfort him.
'Why did I tell them?' He thought angrily, and sat down in the chair Warrick had vacated. He folded his arms on the table, and laid his head on them.
"Greg, I don't know what to say…" Nick said, his voice shocked.
Greg raised his head a little, "Then don't say anything," Greg said sarcastically.
They didn't want him. Or at least they didn't know the right things to say. Greg wasn't sure what kind of response to expect, but this…. wasn't it.
"Fine." Nick said angrily. He couldn't believe it. He though Greg might have told him before everyone else. They were meant to be friends.
He got up, and slammed his chair under the table, "you can't just tell us something like that……forget it" Nick said, and walked hurriedly out of the room.
Grissom watched his team one-by-one leave the room. Now only he, Sara and Greg were left.
Grissom looked to Sara, she was still staring at Greg. She looked like she was in shock.
The suddenly Sara shot him an icy look, and looked between Grissom and the door. He knew what she was asking with her eyes. He reluctantly left the room.
"Greg…" Sara said softly.
He looked up, his eyes were dark, his expression heated. His skin looked flushed.
"Sara, I don't want to hear it," Greg said with frustration. He wasn't sure what he didn't want to hear – he just didn't want anyone to talk to him – out of fear that they'd probably say the wrong thing.
"You don't want to here it?" She said in disbelief, a determined look on her face.
He sighed, and straightened himself up, he was sitting opposite her, he could see the worked-up expression in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Sara," he said apologetically.
"Don't be Greg……I just don't know what I'm meant to do." She admitted, a look of confusion in her eyes.
"You don't have to do anything Sara," Greg smiled, "just keep being you," he grinned.
This was the kind of response he was expecting. Well, it was better than earlier.
She smiled lightly, more to mimic what Greg was doing, than because she was happy. She wasn't happy – not one bit.
"I have a case to work on," she said languorously, "but we'll talk later – right?" she questioned.
"Sure," Greg said in agreement.
She got up and left the room.
He was alone now. It wasn't the response he expected; but it was a response. At least Sara and Grissom were trying.
'So is Nick,' He thought to himself, you just pushed him away.
He got up. Well, he tried to, but it seemed his mind and body weren't connected for a moment. After several seconds he did get up. He went to the lab – he had DNA to check.
He wasn't expecting Nick to be there – pacing next to his desk. He stopped when he saw Greg – and walked right up to him.
"He knew, didn't he?" Nick said angrily, Greg merely pushed passed him, and sat down at his desk.
"Who?" Greg said. It wasn't really a question – of course he knew he was referring to Grissom.
"Grissom – that's who. He didn't seem shocked at all – he didn't even say anything to you. Who long has he known?" Nick yelled, his chest rapidly rising and falling.
"I only told him yesterday, I just wanted to know if I could keep my job." Greg said defeated. There was no point trying to deny it. He just didn't understand why Nick was so angry.
"Greg, its not just that," Nick began, his voice was lower, annoyed, "you don't just 'find out' something like this, you have tests……who went with you?" Nick was angry, he didn't know why, but he was directing that anger at Greg.
Anyway, Greg should have told him. First. Didn't they're friendship mean anything?
"……no one went with me!" Greg said, completely bewildered by his friends line of questioning. It was like he was jealous that Grissom had found out first.
"……did you even consider asking me?" Nick asked calmly, although the rage was visible in his expression.
"I didn't know what I had wrong Nick, I couldn't tell you…." Greg struggled to find the right words.
"Man, that just doesn't cut it for me…" Nick began, but was cut of by Greg.
"Get out," He said quietly.
"What?" Nick said, completely confused.
"Get out!" Greg yelled, not even looking at nick.
Nick struggled to come up with a response, but decided it wasn't worth it. He exhaled sharply, then left the room.
But Greg didn't want him to leave.
He just didn't want him to see that his hands that he placed under the table were now shaking.
'Let this medication work.' he thought to himself. We wished he'd taken it from the beginning, he knew it wouldn't start working after only a day.
It needed time.
Something Greg felt he didn't have.
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That shift, Greg hardly saw any of the CSI's. Occasionally, Sara would come in with evidence, they'd taken a break together, but for the entire 15 minutes, she made nervous small talk.
Whenever he left his desk – and returned – results would be taken away – and fresh evidence left in its place.
He didn't blame Nick – He's shouted at him.
He had seen Warrick – briefly – twice, and he apologised for his – and Cath's behaviour.
But he hadn't seen Cath at all – since she and Warrick were working a case together – he assumed that he brought the evidence in – and she stayed out in the field. Greg felt as though she was completely avoiding him.
And he had no-idea why.
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At the end of shift – Greg went to Grissom's office. The door was open – so he didn't even bother knocking.
"They're not taking it well." He stated simply. Grissom indicated him to take a seat.
"No?" Grissom questioned, he didn't seem surprised. He looked directly at Greg, something that made Greg feel very uncomfortable.
Greg sighed, "Nick thinks I've betrayed him, Sara's…being herself. I think Warrick is in denial, and Cath hasn't spoken to me." He said reluctantly.
Grissom closed his eyes. "Greg, do you watch TV?" He said plainly.
There was a silence, followed by a confused "yea."
"Do you watch soaps?" Grissom said, eyes now open.
Greg looked embarrassed, and started to stutter an answer, until he saw Grissom's condemning look, which forced an answer from him, "yes" he responded.
"Well Greg, this isn't TV – your friends aren't going to 'rally round' you and tell you everything's all right. It's a big deal." Grissom said forcefully, trying to soften the blow of the teams' earlier actions.
"I just…"
"….I know Greg," he said knowledgably, "they will be there for you. Eventually. Give them time." He insisted.
Greg sat there for a few moments, processing the information. "Okay Griss, ill give them time." He said thoughtfully. He got up and headed for the door.
"But Greg," Grissom said cautiously, "if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask me."
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"Yeah," Greg responded, this wasn't the reaction he had expected. He expected more talking…less silence.
"I have a case," Catherine said, and walked out, without looking at Greg. Greg watched her leave, very confused by her actions.
She didn't even say anything. She just left.
Warrick got up to follow Catherine, but he paused as he passed Greg, and pattered him on the back. "I'm sorry man," he said quietly, "I better check on her," he said, indicating to the door.
Greg exhaled angrily, and gritted his teeth. Everyone was leaving. No one was even trying to comfort him.
'Why did I tell them?' He thought angrily, and sat down in the chair Warrick had vacated. He folded his arms on the table, and laid his head on them.
"Greg, I don't know what to say…" Nick said, his voice shocked.
Greg raised his head a little, "Then don't say anything," Greg said sarcastically.
They didn't want him. Or at least they didn't know the right things to say. Greg wasn't sure what kind of response to expect, but this…. wasn't it.
"Fine." Nick said angrily. He couldn't believe it. He though Greg might have told him before everyone else. They were meant to be friends.
He got up, and slammed his chair under the table, "you can't just tell us something like that……forget it" Nick said, and walked hurriedly out of the room.
Grissom watched his team one-by-one leave the room. Now only he, Sara and Greg were left.
Grissom looked to Sara, she was still staring at Greg. She looked like she was in shock.
The suddenly Sara shot him an icy look, and looked between Grissom and the door. He knew what she was asking with her eyes. He reluctantly left the room.
"Greg…" Sara said softly.
He looked up, his eyes were dark, his expression heated. His skin looked flushed.
"Sara, I don't want to hear it," Greg said with frustration. He wasn't sure what he didn't want to hear – he just didn't want anyone to talk to him – out of fear that they'd probably say the wrong thing.
"You don't want to here it?" She said in disbelief, a determined look on her face.
He sighed, and straightened himself up, he was sitting opposite her, he could see the worked-up expression in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Sara," he said apologetically.
"Don't be Greg……I just don't know what I'm meant to do." She admitted, a look of confusion in her eyes.
"You don't have to do anything Sara," Greg smiled, "just keep being you," he grinned.
This was the kind of response he was expecting. Well, it was better than earlier.
She smiled lightly, more to mimic what Greg was doing, than because she was happy. She wasn't happy – not one bit.
"I have a case to work on," she said languorously, "but we'll talk later – right?" she questioned.
"Sure," Greg said in agreement.
She got up and left the room.
He was alone now. It wasn't the response he expected; but it was a response. At least Sara and Grissom were trying.
'So is Nick,' He thought to himself, you just pushed him away.
He got up. Well, he tried to, but it seemed his mind and body weren't connected for a moment. After several seconds he did get up. He went to the lab – he had DNA to check.
He wasn't expecting Nick to be there – pacing next to his desk. He stopped when he saw Greg – and walked right up to him.
"He knew, didn't he?" Nick said angrily, Greg merely pushed passed him, and sat down at his desk.
"Who?" Greg said. It wasn't really a question – of course he knew he was referring to Grissom.
"Grissom – that's who. He didn't seem shocked at all – he didn't even say anything to you. Who long has he known?" Nick yelled, his chest rapidly rising and falling.
"I only told him yesterday, I just wanted to know if I could keep my job." Greg said defeated. There was no point trying to deny it. He just didn't understand why Nick was so angry.
"Greg, its not just that," Nick began, his voice was lower, annoyed, "you don't just 'find out' something like this, you have tests……who went with you?" Nick was angry, he didn't know why, but he was directing that anger at Greg.
Anyway, Greg should have told him. First. Didn't they're friendship mean anything?
"……no one went with me!" Greg said, completely bewildered by his friends line of questioning. It was like he was jealous that Grissom had found out first.
"……did you even consider asking me?" Nick asked calmly, although the rage was visible in his expression.
"I didn't know what I had wrong Nick, I couldn't tell you…." Greg struggled to find the right words.
"Man, that just doesn't cut it for me…" Nick began, but was cut of by Greg.
"Get out," He said quietly.
"What?" Nick said, completely confused.
"Get out!" Greg yelled, not even looking at nick.
Nick struggled to come up with a response, but decided it wasn't worth it. He exhaled sharply, then left the room.
But Greg didn't want him to leave.
He just didn't want him to see that his hands that he placed under the table were now shaking.
'Let this medication work.' he thought to himself. We wished he'd taken it from the beginning, he knew it wouldn't start working after only a day.
It needed time.
Something Greg felt he didn't have.
+_+_
That shift, Greg hardly saw any of the CSI's. Occasionally, Sara would come in with evidence, they'd taken a break together, but for the entire 15 minutes, she made nervous small talk.
Whenever he left his desk – and returned – results would be taken away – and fresh evidence left in its place.
He didn't blame Nick – He's shouted at him.
He had seen Warrick – briefly – twice, and he apologised for his – and Cath's behaviour.
But he hadn't seen Cath at all – since she and Warrick were working a case together – he assumed that he brought the evidence in – and she stayed out in the field. Greg felt as though she was completely avoiding him.
And he had no-idea why.
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At the end of shift – Greg went to Grissom's office. The door was open – so he didn't even bother knocking.
"They're not taking it well." He stated simply. Grissom indicated him to take a seat.
"No?" Grissom questioned, he didn't seem surprised. He looked directly at Greg, something that made Greg feel very uncomfortable.
Greg sighed, "Nick thinks I've betrayed him, Sara's…being herself. I think Warrick is in denial, and Cath hasn't spoken to me." He said reluctantly.
Grissom closed his eyes. "Greg, do you watch TV?" He said plainly.
There was a silence, followed by a confused "yea."
"Do you watch soaps?" Grissom said, eyes now open.
Greg looked embarrassed, and started to stutter an answer, until he saw Grissom's condemning look, which forced an answer from him, "yes" he responded.
"Well Greg, this isn't TV – your friends aren't going to 'rally round' you and tell you everything's all right. It's a big deal." Grissom said forcefully, trying to soften the blow of the teams' earlier actions.
"I just…"
"….I know Greg," he said knowledgably, "they will be there for you. Eventually. Give them time." He insisted.
Greg sat there for a few moments, processing the information. "Okay Griss, ill give them time." He said thoughtfully. He got up and headed for the door.
"But Greg," Grissom said cautiously, "if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask me."
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