A/N I don't own any of these characters aside from Beth.

A/N Mia Liz, I don't know how readily available gray roses are, but if there are green, blue, and various other colors of roses, I'm sure there can be gray ones, as well. I personally think that gray roses would be amazing.

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Beth never liked the way The Woman in Green ended. Something about the way Moriarty died seemed so anticlimactic. She glanced at the clock and decided to call the lab. Overtime at the lab was so unpredictable, so she wasn't sure if she should be expecting Greg home soon… or never. She dialed the Las Vegas Crime Lab looking for Grissom.

"Las Vegas Crime Lab, Mary speaking. How may I direct your call?"

"Hi Mary, this is Beth. Can you patch me through to Grissom?"

"Sure thing, Beth. By the way, I heard you had a bad day. Are you feeling alright?"

Beth breathed an audible sigh of defeat. "Did Greg tell you?"

"Yes, he did, but only because I asked. He asked me if he could use the phone to call the florist, and I asked him why. His answer was simply that your day wasn't going all that well and he wanted to cheer you up. Did the flowers work?"

"They did. Thank you for asking."

"Alright, here's Grissom." Beth waited for a few moments, listening to pathetic elevator music while her call was redirected. Just when she thought the music was going to drive her insane, Grissom picked up.

"Grissom."

"Hi Grissom, it's Beth."

"Hey, I meant to ask you, were you feeling alright tonight?"

Beth chuckled. "Did Greg tell you, too?"

"No… As supervisor, I see all of the maintenance requests. I believe you broke three beakers, three crystal test tubes, and the spectrophotometer."

"Actually, I broke four of the crystal test tubes, but who's counting? But that's beside the point. I called to ask how much longer you planned on keeping Greg."

"Beth, Greg left over an hour ago. I needed him to run a few tests for me, but they ended up being relatively quick ones. He probably left not twenty minutes after you left with Sara."

"Did he say anything about doing something or going somewhere before he came home?"

"No, on the contrary, he told to me how he wanted nothing more than to get home and cheer you up. I believe his exact words were, 'Grissom, I've never seen her so out of her element. It's as if her world was thrown out of orbit or something.' He mentioned something about how he was planning on stopping to pick up some Chinese food, but had decided against it. He wanted to get home to you as soon as possible."

"Well, I'll call his cell and see where he is. If he calls you, can you let me know?"

"Sure thing."

"Thanks Griss."

"You're welcome, Beth." She hung up the phone and quickly dialed Greg's cell phone number. With each passing ring, the queasiness in her stomach worsened. After nine rings, Greg's voicemail kicked in, and she hung up.

The drive from the lab to the house took roughly fifteen minutes, so there was no reason for him to be missing in action. He should have arrived home long ago. Beth tried to console herself with the knowledge that Greg was a grown man, fully able to take care of himself. But it wasn't working. She called his cell once more. But she decided to leave him a message this time.

After the ninth ring, she heard his voice. "Hi, you've reached Greg. If you're name is Beth, go ahead and leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Otherwise, you can leave me a message and I'll get back to you… when I get around to it." Beth could see him smiling when she heard his message. For a moment, she forgot that she was worried about him, but the harsh beep of his voicemail brought her anxiety back in a flash.

"Hi Greg, it's Beth. When you get a chance, call me back. No one seems to know where you are and I'm starting to get worried. Please, just let me know where you are. Hope to see you soon." She hung up the phone and settled onto her couch to wait.