Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Spoilers: Nothing specific, set mid third season.
A/N: Each chapter is told from a different point of view. I owe enormous thanks to M and J who are two wonderful beta readers. Also, I'd like to tank everyone who has reviewed this story and provided constructive criticism.
Normally it isn't really all exciting at the lab. I like that about my job. Sure I sometimes envy Catherine for being out there, but most days I really prefer the quiet of the lab. I'm not so obsessed with field work and frankly could never quite understand Greg's fascination with it. It's stressful enough in here, even though few people realize that. We are under constant pressure to produce the results as fast as possible, possibly the minute something is tossed in front of us. Greg is, or better, was the master of fast results. I have no idea how he did it that fast. It was amazing. I've lost quite a few bets to him over that. It's a lot quieter at the lab now. He could be really annoying with all his crazy antics, but still he was fun at the lab. And he was good at what he did. He didn't deserve being shot by some lunatic. Well, nobody really deserves that.
When I heard the news from Warrick I already knew what was up before he had said it. The fact that he had not mentioned Greg had been enough. Right afterwards, I didn't really feel anything. I wasn't even that shocked about it. It just added to my motivation to find out as much as I possibly could. The fall-out only came later, when I got off work. Until then, I sent Warrick the stuff he wanted and then got back to the lab, working at the evidence from the "Heavenly Path" estate.