AN: Don't own anyone but Fate. Oh and I noticed there is holes in the investigation part so please don't knock me about it, I've taken notice but I can't exactly fix it now without the story getting confusing. Thank you.

"We have about 4 guys that we've narrowed it down to," Brass said taking a seat in the break room along with Warrick, Catherine, and Greg.

"Who?" Greg asked.

"Tony Copeper, brother. Oshie Miller, the ex. Trey Stockdale, the best friend. Zane Marchetti, the 'friend' something fishy was with him," Brass informed them.

"I know Tony, I met him once and same with Trey. I knew heard of Oshie or Zane," Greg said.

"Do they seem like they could be brainwashed by this girl?" Warrick asked Greg.

"Tony no, he's too stubborn himself. Trey I don't know. Is it possible I guess? Why don't you just get a warrant for their prints? It'll close the case," Greg asked.

"It's not the simple, a judge won't grant a warrant for 4 peoples finger prints," Brass told him.

"Even when a CSI is in the hospital?"

"We just need to get something stronger to suggest that one of these men are connect to the attack," Brass said looking away.

"Okay, so why don't we just ask the guys for their prints and if they don't give it up voluntarily we have a suspect," Catherine suggested.

"Sounds like a good idea to me," Warrick said.

"I'll go with Brass to the houses, I know some of them," Greg said getting up and following Brass outside. On his way out he ran into someone. He looked up to apologize and saw Nick's face.

"Sorry man," Greg said.

"Greg, I need to talk to you," Nick said in the tone that meant, don't-mess-with-me.

"Brass I'll met you outside," Greg said turning to Brass than back at Nick to wait for him to talk.

"Why haven't you seen Sara yet?"

"Oh not this, Nick I don't have time for this right now," Greg said walking away from Nick.

Nick pulled his arm back to prevent Greg from walking and since Nick was stronger than Greg it worked. "Do you realize how upset she is right now because she hasn't seen you since that night of the stabbing?" Nick asked him. "Why can't you just visit her?"

"Because I'm trying to find out who put her in that hospital bed and almost in the morgue. I'm sorry if that bothers you," Greg said pulling free and walking quickly down the hallway.

Greg met Brass in the parking lot. They drove to the brother Tony's house first. He willingly gave his prints. Than they went to Trey's house and Trey answered.

"Yeah, Fate just called me saying you guys were coming over," Trey said.

"How does Fate know we're coming?" Brass asked.

"Tony called her and she called me and told me not to give my prints," He said shutting the door in their face.

They went to the other two house and came up with 'Fate told us not to' story. Discouraged Brass headed back to the lab. "Look Brass I gotta go do something real quick, I'll see you back at the lab later," Greg said and drove off. He drove to the hospital and than got out and went to Sara's room. He looked through the window and saw she was sleeping. He opened the door quietly so that it wouldn't wake her. He took the seat next to her and stared at her. My god she looks peaceful, he thought to himself. If only she knew what was going on that no one was giving us anything. I'm sure she'd love that.

He looked at her one last time and than left again. It was almost like he hadn't even been there. He wanted it that way. He wanted to deliver some news to her when he saw her. Not tell her that we don't know who did this to you. He owed her that. But he needed to see her. He knew it was his fault that she was in that bed in pain. He didn't know how to handle that. He didn't want to. It felt like he was back in high school when he left his high school sweetheart to go to college. That he knew he hurt her but couldn't do anything about it now.

He got back to the lab and Brass and Catherine were walking out excitedly.

"Where's the party?" Greg asked confused.

"We got a warrant, we're going to get the other guys prints and shoes. Oh and Tony's clear," Catherine told him continuing walking to their cars. Greg just watched them walk away and drive off. He than walked into the lab to wait for them to come by. He walked into the break room to get a cup of coffee and saw Warrick reading something.

"Man how much sleep have you gotten in the past few days?" Warrick asked looking up.

"Little," Greg said simply.

"You look it. You visit Sara yet?"

"Is that the new CSI newsletter? Greg hasn't seen Sara yet!" Greg asked taking a sip of his coffee while taking a seat across Warrick.

"Nick just told me she was upset about it," Warrick said coolly.

"I visited her today," Greg said in a low voice.

"How'd it go?"

"She was asleep," Greg admitted.

"Maybe try to see her again?" Warrick asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"Once I find out who did this to her, yes," Greg said.

They talked for a while until Catherine joined them and waited for their prints to be analyzed. About a half and hour later Jacqui walked in.

"We have our attacker."