AN: Yes, I changed the story title from "Shadows That Dance Across the Wall" to "Your Beautiful Soul". Also, I'm changing the chapter titles as well.

SARA

You see their lips moving but you hear no sounds. It's as if you've suddenly became deaf.

You were the one that held Greg. You were there when Greg let out his last breathe, before slipping away. You were the one that was covered in his blood. You were, in a way, his death bed.

When Greg died, so did a piece of you. He saw the true side of you from the beginning when no one else did. He was the one that gave you that chance which you ignored because your mind was somewhere else.

You were one another's eyes and you never thanked him.

Suddenly you notice Nick walk silently up to where you are standing, emptiness in his eyes. It was something you've never really seen before, especially coming from him.

He doesn't talk when he reaches you but instead pulls you into a comforting tight hug. He too can share your pain. Both of you were the only two closest people to Greg. You were like family.

You cry softly into Nick's shirt, hiding yourself from the world. They didn't need to know.

His hands are running through your hair as he too tries to hide himself.

Somehow the both of you find comfort in one another.

"Where's his body?" Nick asks softly as your sobs began to die down.

"Morgue." You answer flatly.

"God Sara, why him? It just doesn't make any sense. He was the last person I expected to leave us."

You bit your lip hard, trying not to cry anymore. You're not even sure if it's possible to even cry because you're eyes are too tired. You're out of tears.

"I don't know Nick." You say, almost in a whisper like voice, "All I can say is that's it's my fault. I wasn't watching him. I could have saved…him."

"Don't say that," he tells you as he pulls you out of the tight hug to look at your straight in your eyes. "Don't ever say that again. Ever. It's not your fault."

"Nick…" you feel the left over of your tears beginning to form in your eyes but he wipes them away with his thumb.

"Don't cry Sara." He tells you in his charming Texan accent as a small smile creeps up on your face. Nick always had that way with people.

But then Grissom walks over along with Catherine at his side. Both look tired and drained but they don't act like it.

"Nick, Sara, the two of you can't work on this case." Grissom says as both you and Nick sharply look over at Grissom. "You're both too emotionally involved."

You feel your stomach drop as you stare Grissom right in the eyes. Catherine is looking the other way, trying to avoid the deadly glares that are being thrown by the two of you.

"What are you talking about? Nick and I can work on this." You try to convince him but he just shakes his head.

"You two should go home. Get some rest."

"This is ridiculous. Greg would want us to work on his case! Why can't you see that?" You yell as you turn on your heel and stomp off.

Nick doesn't say anything as he too walks away.

The only thing you were left with from the case is the fact that the gunner who had shot Greg had been arrested.

AN: This is a shorter one but I promise longer ones and the next couple will be into the investigation since I've finished with most of the emotional causes of Greg's death. Of course please review either good or bad. I love to hear all. Also, I'm not a Sara/Nick shipper so that moment was just friends just to let you all know. I'm sure I'll have another chapter up either tomorrow or the next day.

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