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"Night Griss," Warrick said, more to catch Grissom's attention than anything else.
"Night," Grissom simply responded.
"You err…need a ride?" Warrick said hesitantly. He really wanted someone to talk to – he would have preferred Cath – or even Sara – but Grissom was the only one left in the lab.
"No." He said, tone similar to his last answer. He's stopped walking, and his expression was questioning Warrick's last question.
"He'll get better, wont he?" Warrick said, looking away from Grissom. He didn't want him to see the fear.
Grissom looked confused for a few seconds before responding, "Warrick….do you know what Parkinson's is?" Grissom was slightly concerned by Warrick, he didn't seem to respond to the news the same way as everyone else.
"Yea! Sure I do. But Greg's strong he'll beat this," Warrick said, slightly annoyed that his intelligence was being put into question. He was hoping for more support from grissom.
Grissom continued to look in question at Warrick. He wasn't sure if he really didn't know what Parkinson's was – or that he was in denial about what was happening.
"Night," Warrick repeated in an aggressive tone, and walked off.
Grissom just shook his head, dismissing the conversation.
Warrick believed in a positive attitude.
Odds – you could ride with the odds. People get better from Cancer – right? And that's meant to be the worse thing out there.
Positive attitudes – that's what's needed. Mind over matter. Greg can beat this. Greg's strong. No matter how slim the chances were, if he believed in something, he would bet on it.
He bet that Greg would get better. He could feel it.
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Sorry, short chapter - longer ones will follow [will be updated tomorrow].
Thanks again for the reviews - you guys really like this, dont you? Thanks for the encouragement.
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"Night Griss," Warrick said, more to catch Grissom's attention than anything else.
"Night," Grissom simply responded.
"You err…need a ride?" Warrick said hesitantly. He really wanted someone to talk to – he would have preferred Cath – or even Sara – but Grissom was the only one left in the lab.
"No." He said, tone similar to his last answer. He's stopped walking, and his expression was questioning Warrick's last question.
"He'll get better, wont he?" Warrick said, looking away from Grissom. He didn't want him to see the fear.
Grissom looked confused for a few seconds before responding, "Warrick….do you know what Parkinson's is?" Grissom was slightly concerned by Warrick, he didn't seem to respond to the news the same way as everyone else.
"Yea! Sure I do. But Greg's strong he'll beat this," Warrick said, slightly annoyed that his intelligence was being put into question. He was hoping for more support from grissom.
Grissom continued to look in question at Warrick. He wasn't sure if he really didn't know what Parkinson's was – or that he was in denial about what was happening.
"Night," Warrick repeated in an aggressive tone, and walked off.
Grissom just shook his head, dismissing the conversation.
Warrick believed in a positive attitude.
Odds – you could ride with the odds. People get better from Cancer – right? And that's meant to be the worse thing out there.
Positive attitudes – that's what's needed. Mind over matter. Greg can beat this. Greg's strong. No matter how slim the chances were, if he believed in something, he would bet on it.
He bet that Greg would get better. He could feel it.
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Sorry, short chapter - longer ones will follow [will be updated tomorrow].