Sorry this took forever to update but track is making me so busy and it was my birthday yesterday so I was busy with the family. Hope you guys aren't too confused. I myself am starting to get confused on how to bring it all together. I think the next chapter will be a climax chapter. I guess you could call it that anyway. Well thanks for the reviews, I'd love to see lots and lots more! R&R thanks. Hope it's long enough.

Chapter 8:Putting 2 and 2 together

Greg sat home alone on his computer with the file of Nigel up and the two letters sat on the desk along with the tape. He wrote down what he could remember Jennifer telling him the other day about the strange man and what he said, what Nigel said to him that night, and what the doctor said about Nigel's death. "There's no way that was him." Greg told himself. "He had to of attacked a security guard, switched clothes, killed him, and then left without anyone noticing." He assumed. It was the only reasonable answer.

Getting up from his desk, he went over to his counter and grabbed his cell phone. He dialed St. Thomas' Correctional Facility.

"St. Thomas Correctional Facility. This is Megan, how may I help you?" Greg quickly recognized the voice as the receptionist he saw earlier.

"Hi, this is Greg Sanders again and I was wondering if I could speak to Dr.Mckinsee again please?" he asked her nicely.

"Oh yes, hello Mr. Sanders. One moment please." Megan replied, clicking over to the other line to ask get ahold of Dr. Mckinsee.

After a brief pause, Dr. Mckinsee answered the phone. "What can I do for you Mr. Sanders?" He asked.

"I was wondering, which coroner did Mr. Crane's body go to?" Greg asked curiously.

"He went to.." There was a slight pause, "Mr. Cunninghams, he is with the Nevada State Criminalists." Dr.Mckinsee answered him.

"Hmm, that's weird, I've never heard of him." Greg said.

"Oh, well...he just transfered over there recently." Dr. Mckinsee told him.

"I, I see. Thankyou." Greg replied.

"No problem. Have a nice night Mr.Sanders." Dr.Mckinsee left him with, hanging up the phone.

Greg dialed in Nevada's State Criminalist's number and awaited for someone to answer.

"Hello?" A voice said on the other line.

"Can I speak to Mr.Cunninghams?" Greg asked politely.

"I'm sorry, sir, but there is no Mr.Cunninghams." The woman said. With that Greg said thanks and hung up.

He sat on his bed, thinking on what to do. He glanced at the clock, it read; 11:30p.m. "It's that late already?" He asked himself. "I'll ask Dr.Mckinsee to check what facility Mr.Cunninghams works at. He had to of gotten it wrong.

In just three short hours, he'd have to go to the lab. "I better just try and get some sleep." He muttered, falling back onto his bed. He was really warn out though. He spent all day searching about information on Crane.

Greg unfortunetly was interupted from his nap within an hour of falling asleep. He got up, and made his way for the door. He looked through the peep hole and discovered it was Nick and Sara.

"Hey guys." Greg greeted them, openning up the door.

"Hey Greg..." Nick trailed off. Sara attempted to smile.

"Can I help you guys? I've had a rough day and I have to go to work in like two hours?" Greg asked, wondering what they wanted.

"Well we're here to ask you a couple of questions and we have some, news to tell you." Nick told his friend.

Greg guessed what the news was but showed a quizical expression as if he had no idea what he was talking about. "What happened?"

"Well, Brass told us we had a D.B. found in a dumpster on Freemont and Billings, Grissom assigned the case to me and Sara. Greg, "Nick paused for a moment. "The D.B. was your friend, Jennifer." Nick told him.

Greg knew that Nick expected him to freak out but he already knew about it. He tried his best to make a face to make them think he was really upset. "It was her? Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yeah, sorry Greggo. But we came here to ask you a few questions." Nick said, changing the subject.

"What do you need?" Greg asked, he was a little confused as to why they needed to ask him questions. They knew he didn't do anything.

"Greg, lately, something weird has been going on with you." Nick bluntly stated.

"What do you mean?" Greg tried his hardest to play dumb.

"Greg stop it! I know you're hiding something from us. I just don't understand why you're not telling us, especially me?" Nick asked him, looking a little hurt.

Greg looked around the room nervously, expecting Crane to pop out at him out of no where. "I don't understand you Nick. I, I have nothing to hide." He studdered.

"Sara will you wait in the car please?" Nick asked polietly.

"Yeah." Sara replied, taking one last look at Nick and then over to Greg, she left.

"Greg, now we're alone. Please tell me." He said gentley.

"There's nothing to tell Nick, why do you find it so hard to understand?" Greg told him. He really did want to tell Nick the truth, but he was too scared.

"Stop that!" Nick shouted,scaring both he himself and Greg. He realized he scared his friend and quickly apologized. "Oh, Greggo, I'm really sorry about that."

Greg was stunned. He didn't know what to do. Did Nick really just yell at him? He couldn't find what to say, he just looked down.

"Greggo...?" Nick trailed off, worried about his friend.

"You're, you're right. I am hiding something..." Greg said. When he looked up at Nick, he had tears in his eyes.

"Greg! What's happened?" Nick siad, not expecting his friend to break down.

"I'm too scared to tell you." Gerg honestly answered him.

"Greggo, you can tell me anything, you know that. I'll protect you." Nick said. He really cared about his friends, especially Greggo. They were best buds, he had to protect him.

"It has to do with you." Greg told him. Nick looked puzzled so Greg continued, he had to tell him. "For the past few days, I've been threatened by someone. He said that if told you, he'd come after me. If I told anyone, he'd kill them. I knew about Jennifer because he came up to me in the lab and told me to go there. I got the servailance tape so you guys wouldn't see it. He told me to. I called where he should be, but they say he died, but that can't be right. Nick, I'm scared. I bet he's listening now." Greg explained, choking up a little bit.

"Who...?" Nick sputtered out.

"Your stalker, Nigel Crane." Greg told him. Nick ran to the restroom, the thought of that bastard making his friend go through the same stuff as he did made him sick immediately.

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There we go! I finally updated.yessss. I think my next chapter will be a big one. Can't wait. I hope to see a lot more reviews coming in. Tell your friends:)

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Until next time

Jackie