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Part Four

Grissom and Greg were in Grissom's Tahoe on the way back to the lab. They had been silent since they left Bender's, Gil wasn't a talkative person and Greg was once again deep in thought.

Grissom looked at the young man, he looked sad. "Okay", he thought, "Let's try again."

"Greg?"

"Mmh?" he replied absently.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong with you or do I have to guess?"

"I'm fine..."

Grissom parked the car on the right side of the road, turned off the engine and glared at Greg.

"What is it?"

Greg didn't look at his boss, he simply stared at his hands.

"Nothing", he mumbled.

"We aren't going anywhere until you tell me what's the matter with you."

Greg felt the impulse to open the door and run away, but he stayed in the car, staring at his hands. He sighed.

"It's just... this is bringing back memories. That's all."

"The Sparks case?"

Greg looked at him fearful and nodded.

"Look Greg, if you don't want to talk about it it's okay..."

"No, you brought it up and...I need to tell somebody, even if it's you", he smiled and then took a deep breath. "When I was 10 some men broke into my house and killed my parents. I was in my room and I heard noises. I went to their room and I saw… everything."

A single tear rolled down his cheek, he wiped it away and smiled weakly at Grissom, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Just like the Sparks case", he added, "quite a coincidence, isn't it?"

Grissom just sat there, looking at Greg, not knowing what to say or do next. He wished Catherine were there, she was the people person, not him.

"Did they take you with them?"

Greg nodded. He couldn't look his boss in the eye.

"How long..."

"Two weeks. Then I got away."

Grissom thought for a moment.

"I want you off this case."

Greg turned to him quickly.

"No Grissom you can't do that. I need to work on this case."

Grissom shook his head.

"No, you are compromising the case."

The younger man looked at him with pleading eyes.

"You don't understand, I NEED to help with this case Grissom. Please."

Grissom thought for what seemed, to Greg, like hours, and then spoke.

"Ok, but if I see that this is affecting your work you're out, got that?"

Greg nodded.

Grissom reached to turn on the engine, but Greg stopped him.

"Just one more thing, don't tell anybody about this, ok?"

Grissom nodded.

"Don't worry."