AN:Ahaha Lucky number 13! This chapter's a bit shorter and more of a filler chapter but hey, it's my story. :) But the next couple chapters are going to be good. I promise.
The doctors kicked Greg out of the hospital as soon as visiting hours were over. He had the feeling they couldn't wait to be rid of him. Tony had fallen asleep next to Sara and for once looked relatively peaceful. Sara was still unconscious. Greg smiled at her sadly, glad at least she was alive, and kissed her forehead. He ruffled the little boy's hair affectionately and left.
He didn't have to go to work for another few hours, but he didn't feel like going home. At the very least he could hang out in the break room until shift started.
As soon as he entered the lab, Catherine approached him. She was obviously distraught.
"Greg did you here anything about Sara," she asked.
Greg nodded. "She's okay. Still unconscious but she'll be fine. She's pretty banged up though. The little boy's fine too. He raised hell though when they wouldn't let him see Sara at first," he said with a slight sad chuckle. "Thank God Dirchy didn't get them."
Catherine nodded in agreement. "But the police didn't get him either."
"Where are Nick and Warrick," Greg asked.
"They're over processing Sara's apartment for as long as it's up to us anyway."
Greg gave her a confused look.
"Ecklie's going to pull us from the case as soon as Sara makes her statement. We're too emotionally involved."
Greg scowled at Ecklie's decision. There was a point to it, they were too emotionally involved. Still, if something were to happen to him, Greg wouldn't have any other group of people processing his crime scene.
"Greg," Grissom said when shift started. Greg looked up from his cup of coffee.
"Mia's backlogged, would you mind helping her out today."
"Sure boss man," Greg said and went to the DNA lab. He was actually relieved he didn't have to go in the field today. It gave him a bit more space to think, and to worry.
Greg didn't even bother sleeping after shift. He went right to the hospital. He pced back and forth until they would let him see Sara.
She hadn't woken up yet, and probably had no idea he was there, but Greg sat by her bed all the same. Tony was awake, but he didn't move from his space next to Sara except to wave at Greg when he came in.
Greg held her hand and gently stroked her skin. Tears came to his eyes as he looked at her. He hated seeing her in such a helpless state. It really put things into perspective when the strongest person you know is reduced to blood and bandages in a hospital bed.
"Greg," Sara said weakly and her eyes fluttered open.
"Sara," Greg exclaimed and his heart gave a leap.
"What're you doing here," she asked. Meanwhile, Tony had wormed closer to her now she was awake and Sara wrapped an arm around the little boy.
"Making sure you're okay," Greg said simply. "You scared me."
Sara nodded. Greg suddenly smiled, much happier now Sara was awake and obviously fine considering.
"Let this be a lesson to you Miss Sidle. On human mortality."