Grissom felt like he was going to puke, and he was relatively sure it wasn't from the effects of the poison either. Sara, Sara, Sara! Normally when thoughts of her raced insanely through his head he was at work and blocked them out. Now however, with a fever and racing heart rate as it was, he didn't bother. Besides, he was in a hospital so she couldn't distract him from his work now. He was concerned for Greg too, mind you, but he couldn't help but dwell on the though of Sara sick. It's my fault too, I shared the takeout with her… them.
His thoughts were interrupted when a nurse came in to check on him. She was short, older, with a stocky build. He vaguely recalled seeing her earlier, though was having trouble with the name. Rosy, Rose, Randy?
"Mr. Grissom?" She asked. "Hi. My name is Renée. You paged for a nurse. Is there anything I can help you with?" She spoke with a soft simple voice that suggested she was talking to someone slow.
Ah, yes that was her name, why the hell is she talking to me like I'm an imbecile? Eh, it's unimportant- question… right. "Yes, I was wondering if you could get me some information."
"I'll try." She replied. She was still using that same tone. Grissom decided to ignore it. "What do you want to know?"
"Two of my collogues were checked into the hospital recently- could you tell me which one is in ICU? Their names are Sara Sidle and Greg Sanders."
"Oh, your know Mr. Sanders!" the nurse said. She sounded rather giddy all of a sudden and Grissom could have sworn that she was almost giggling. "Yes, Miss Sidle would be the one in ICU Mr. Grissom", she said, though more solemnly this time, "she is currently receiving emergency medical treatment for the very same poisoning that you are."
"Thank you ma'am, that's all I wanted to know." He could barely hold a calm expression as he watched her leave.
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"Hey! How are you feeling?" Nick and Catherine had just come to visit him and had a plant with them.
"Fine… who do you have back at the lab?" Stay clear of Sara, stay clear Gil!
"Warrick's tying up a few loose ends at the moment," Nick replied, "Someone from dayshift is going to head up the investigation of your poisoning." He added with a somewhat sour look on his face.
"Nick, I know you wanted this case, but you work under me. It would be too much of a conflict of interest." Secretly, Grissom wished that they could work his case. That was out of the question though, considering that Ecklie had just decided to scrap the little shift changes he had made earlier. He was glad that Ecklie had reversed the changes but he would have felt a little better if it had been one of his own working on his case. His and Sara's case. And Greg's too, of course.
"So… have you heard about how Sara and Greg are doing?" he asked, keen on changing the subject, but not realizing exactly what he was changing it to. Shit! I was supposed to stay clear of that wasn't I?
"Greg's doing great," Said Catherine with an optimistic air, "They're going to release him in a couple of hours."
"Yea, they should've done it sooner, but the nurses seem to have taken a liking to him" Nick added with a slight smirk.
"Oh. That's wonderful." Grissom said, he noticed that they didn't mention Sara. Don't think about her. Don't think.
"So when do you recon you'll be out of here?" inquired Catherine.
"Shouldn't be too long, maybe tomorrow afternoon." He replied.
"That's good," Nick said. He looked like he wanted to say more but Catherine shot him a look.
"What?" Grissom asked, though he already thought he knew. He could feel his heart racing.
"It's nothing that you need be bothered with now." Came Catherine's all too quick response.
No amount of badgering he could see would dissuade them from keeping him in the dark so he just gave up. He was almost sure by their insistence on not telling him what it was, and was almost glad they refused. He didn't want to hear it just now. He didn't want to hear it ever.
