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Kk, I'm back with the next chappie, as promised. I know I am so evil for stopping it there, but I wanted to see what would be said by you guys by making you wait all day before finding out what happened. Just be happy I didn't wait a week before updating again!

So, there is less than a handful of chappies left in this story (I think). But, I was thinking of making the sequel of Greg's recovery in another story. Tell me if ya like that idea, and I'll work ont hat one and the other story I promised.

All right, no more delaying the inevitable, here we go!

Disclaimer-Other than New Creation (who believes the writers should take a few scripts from me) no one believes I should own CSI. So, I guess I don't. Sigh

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Chapter 13 (The "bad" #, I just realized. So something bad must happen in this chappie.) A Close Call

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Everyone's eyes grew wide.

"No," Warrick said quietly, "No, he's not gone."

Nick walked straight up to the doctor, both fear and anger in his eyes. "What happened! Catherine said he was fine until the nurse pumped him full of something! Did she poison him! If she did, I'll-"

"Please," Rowland interrupted. "Please, let me explain. My nurse here did exactly as she was told and gave Mr.-Greg the proper medication. But what we weren't aware of, was by mixing it with the medication already in the IV, the mixture set off a strong allergic reaction which caused Greg's throat to involuntarily close up. We were able to reverse the effect, but the damage was done. Greg's throat was torn slightly and he won't be able to speak or eat very well for a while. He will be on a ventilator for a little while."

Every CSI took a sharp breath. Why were all of these things happening?

"You may go see him now," Rowland finished, "But he won't awaken for a while." Then he led the nurse away, who continued to whisper. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

Everything was dead still as the CSI's stood frozen. Grissom's gaze was still locked on the door, but it slowly moved down to his sides. His hands were now in tight white fists and were trembling violently. 'How did everything go so terribly wrong in less than 12 hours? All of this death and despair over a closed case over two years old, just because five people did their jobs to help make this city a little bit safer.' "Let's go in."

Everyone snapped out of their shell shock and quietly followed their supervisor into the room.

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The still silence that had once filled the small room, had now been replaced with the monotonous beeping of several machines.

The figure in the bed had also seemed to change since the door had last opened. Greg was again lying flat on his back. His skin had changed to a pasty white, an almost sickly gray tinge along the edges of his face. His breathing had slowed from his desperate gasps for air, but the fact was only this because of the machine forcing the steady air flow into his lungs. The IV bag had been replaced by another, pure one as well.

Catherine slowly shook her head, a hand unknowingly covering her mouth. "How could this all have happened? Gill, what's going to happen next?"

Grissom shook his head slowly. For the first time in a long while (if not ever) he didn't have all the answers. "He-he'll probably need to stay with someone, or someone stay with him, for awhile. At least until his casts are removed. He'll need help with everyday things, like walking and eating, until he regains the strength to do it on his own."

"He can stay with me!" Both Nick and Catherine stated immediately. They had the visible signs of the need to help Greg, both believing they could have stopped this from happening somehow.

Catherine sighed quietly, her emotions building up inside her. "He can stay with Nicky; he'd probably feel better staying with another guy. As long as it's what Greg wants, and I can come and help too."

This last part was said directly toward Nick. He could see the emotions flying through the older female's eyes; the pain of being there, but unable to help when Greg was kidnapped. And the fear they had all shared through everything that had happened up to this point.

Nick nodded. "Yes, Greg needs us all right now. And, thanks."

Catherine smiled slightly, a gesture that slowly passed to each of the conscious CSI's in turn.

After another few minutes, Grissom looked up again. His gaze went over each of the four CSI's before slowly falling on Greg. They were all completely worn out, and had been through a lot. "We should-uh-get back to the lab and close this case. It would be best to put it all behind us, especially for Greg."

"I'm not leaving," Catherine said, sitting in the seat next to the bed. "I promised Greg I wouldn't leave, and I'm not breaking that promise." Her mind was made up, and everyone knew that meant her decision was final.

"I'll stay here with her," Nick assured, pulling over another chair from the corner of the room.

Grissom nodded before leading Sara and Warrick out, both of whom took one last look throughout the room, then slowly followed.

Catherine and Nick both sat back and waited, anxious (and maybe a little desperate) for their friend to open his eyes.

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All right all, that's all I have for now! I hope it wasn't a total bust after makin ya wait ALL DAY to read it! There are just a few reviews from the last chappie:

HyperSquishy: I know, I'm evil, I've been told this many a time. But, as you can see, I didn't kill Greg, he is just fine…well…sort of.

new creation: Thanx very much! I don't feel upset at all by being asked to hurry and update. It does make me feel good about it, and that ppl think I am creative and addicting. You are one of my all time fav reviewers, you never have a bad thing to say and I really look forward to reading yours every time.

GreggoAddict: No prob, I love your stories also! Keep it up! Greggo is just fine though as you can see…it wasn't TOTALLY the nurse's fault.

Daisyangel: Gosh darn it you're good! But I guess I kinda left that out in the open huh? It wasn't hidden well at all. And I hope the petition got to ya all right. I really don't want that rule passed either.

Angry Cubs Fan: Ah, changed your name again I see. But no matter what it says, I STILL WON! Hehe! Yes yes, torturing ppls is so much fun! Freshies are so easy to mess with, they don't talk back. But reviewers, they can yell, cuss and throw things at ya till you update. Dodges flying tomato WHO THREW THAT? Barely dodges another one OK OK I'M GOING!

Bebob: Yes yes, Greggo was in here this time. And now that you know the problemo, was it THAT predictale? Hehe.

Sillie: AAHHH! I'M LOSING MY TOUCH! You figured It out too! I have lost the power of surprising ppl! Lol. So, was this update soon enough? Hm hm hm? Hehe.

Kk, I'm done now. I have to go before my dad blows up. Be c-in y'all soon!

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