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Oz's pov

Once Greg left I looked around his place. The living room was nice, a big leather couch, and a leather love seat; facing the two couches there was a big screen TV and surround sound system. The coffee table had one science journal and the rest were car magazines and Sports Illustrated. His kitchen was small but that's to be expected with apartments. Down the hallway there were three doors, the first one was the bathroom. Decorated in grays "Note to self: repaint the bathroom" I said to myself as I left the bathroom. The other two doors were bedrooms. Greg's was the biggest and messy, clothes were thrown everywhere and the shades were down. On his dresser there were pictures of the two of us when he graduated high school and from his prom, there was a picture of Greg with a bunch of other people that I've never seen. Picking it up I turned it over and saw 'When the lab was ranked number two' "these must be Greg's coworkers. Who is that gorgeous guy next to Greg?" I asked myself.

Finding my room just as Greg said it would be, bare. I found sheets and blankets and everything else I would need to make this room livable.

It took me a while before I was happy with the results. I had blue sheets and a blue comforter; the pillow cases were blue as well. I laid out my pj's on the bed along with my wrap and tape, then unpacked the rest of my clothes in the dresser next to the bed. I put my pictures that I always take with me on top along with my brushes, makeup bag, and my bathroom bag. I moved my makeup bag and bathroom bag in the bathroom and unpacked, making it took like I've been here forever. Back in my room I took off my shirts and un-bandaged my midsection. My entire torso was covered in blue/purple bruises. Stretching upwards just a little I felt white hot pain shoot through on my left side "must not be healed all the way". Bandaging myself up again I put on my pink and yellow duck pj's and fell asleep in my right side.

At the lab

"Hey Greg, thanks for coming in on short notice. I hope you weren't doing anything important" Gissom said as he passed Greg in the hall.

"No, just reuniting with my best friend" Greg muttered as he went into his lab station.

"Greg, what are you doing here? I though you had the night off" Warrick said coming into the lab.

"I was called in"

"Oh well seeing as how you are here and no one else found you, I need you to process this sample and then compare it to this" handing Greg two small bags.

"Sure no problem."

As Greg finished processing the samples from Warrick, Sara and Catherine were have a conversation in the break room.

"Cath, I thought that Greg was off tonight."

"I thought so too, why?"

"I just saw him walkout of the lab with paper in his hand."

"Wasn't he supposed to be at home with his friend he picked up from the airport?"

"Yeah he was, I wonder what happened"

"I don't know about you Sar, but I'm going to go find out" Catherine said as she walked out of the break room.

Greg was bringing the results to Warrick as he passed the break room he spotted Catherine and Sara. "I wonder what they're doing" he thought as he passed Nick and Grissom. Nodding to them he continued his search for Warrick.

"Warrick, you results are in. They are a match made in heaven."

"Um, thanks Greg"

"No problem" he said and walked back to lab. On his way back he took a detour to the bathroom to call Oz.

"Hey Oz"

"Oh hey Greg" I said barley coherent.

"Did I wake you up? I'm sorry"

"It's ok my alarm clock was gonna go off in a few minutes anyway. When are you coming home?"

"I should be home in three hours"

"Good them I'll have food waiting for you, what do you want? Pancakes? Waffles?"

"Waffles please. Listen I have to go I just wanted to see how you are adjusting. See you in a couple of hours."

"Ok bye bye sweetie."

Walking out of the bathroom Greg spotted Catherine walking towards him.

"Greg what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be playing host to your friend from New Jersey?"

"Yeah I am but Grissom called me as soon as we arrived home."

"Man that sucks, well it's a slow night so you should be out of here in what three or four hours?"

"Yeah unless someone murders someone in the next two hours."

Back at Greg's house

I was awake and ready to cook but found nothing in Greg's cupboards or fridge, which means that I get to go and buy food. Quickly changing into gray yoga pants and my old Seton Hall t-shirt, I made my way out of the apartment and found a 24 hour grocery store just around the corner.

In the store I was amazed at all of the produce and how fresh it was. I was immediately attracted to the fruits and veggies. I bagged some apples, oranges, bananas, found some not so badly molded raspberries. Next I bagged some carrots, chives, spinach, tomatoes, and celery. Walking down each isle I picked up some pasta, ingredients to make sauce, pop tarts, cereal, ingredients to make my waffles, butter, milk, orange pineapple juice, and some cran-raspberry juice. Paying for everything I left to go home and cook.

Once inside I put everything away except the stuff I need to make my waffles then sat down on the couch and watched TV for a while.

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