Ok, third last chappy people! Enjoy!
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"Ahhhh! I'm so bored. I want out of this bed!" Sara complained to the nurse loudly.
"Bullets wounds don't heal over night, Ms. Sidle. You know that," the nurse told her.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Sara said sighing.
The nurse chuckled as she left. The door acidentally slamming behind hercausing both Greg and Sara screamed in alarm.
The nurse rushed back in and apologized profusely as the doctor entered the room angrily.
"What is going on here and why were two of my patients screaming?" He asked the nurse.
"I'm sorry, I acidentally slammed the door," the nurse explained apologetically.
"Mary-Lynn, I want you on another floor, okay?" The doctor said sternly.
"Yessir," the nurse answered quietly and slunk away.
"I'm terribly sorry about that. Mary-Lynn is new. I shouldn't have put her on this floor, yet," he apologized.
"S'okay," Greg answered quietly.
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Later that day
A unfamiliar doctor entered their room.
"Hello, Ms. Sidle, Mr. Sanders. I'm Doctor Svenski," he introduced himself.
"I'm Greg, thats Sara," Greg answered, pointing to Sara with his good hand.
"I'm a psycologist. You've been through a great deal and the hospital believes that you should undergo therapy right away, probono," Dr. Svenski informed them.
"Great," Sara said sarcastically.
"Would you rather seperate or group therapy?" The doctor asked.
"How about none?" Greg asked seriously.
"It's required by your empolyer, might as well get it out of the way now," Dr. Svenski answered.
"Define group therapy. Just Greg and I, or us and a bunch of complete strangers?" Sara asked the doctor.
"Just the two of you, Dr. Svenski answered,"but if you prefer-"
"Group then," Sara cut him off abruptly.
"Alright then, we'll start right away," Svenski said getting right down to business, "You abducted at a crime scene? Is that correct?"
"Aliens didn't grab us, criminals did," Greg said contemptiously, "We were kidnapped!"
"Yes, I know," Svenski answered.
"Is this because we screamed when that nurse slammed the door?" Sara inquired angrily.
"No, now, how did you get that cut?" He asked pointing at the gauze on Greg's throat.
Greg's hand rose to his throat and he remembered, "H-h-he cut me," he whispered, "he cut my stomach too and then he beat meclose to death."
Dr. Svenski stared silently at the young man. "Were you scared?" He asked.
"Yeah," Greg said in a very quiet voice.
"Are you still scared?" Svenski asked.
"Yeah," he echoed.
"Greg, there is no need to be ashamed. You have every right to be afraid," the doctor told him.
He nodded and said, "I'm tired."
"Ok," Svenski said and turned to Sara, "How did you feel when 'he' was hurting your friend?"
"Hurting? He was torturing him!" She yelled as tears streamed down her face. The events of the previous day, obviously having a negative effect on her.
"Answer the question please," Svenski pressed gently.
"I was guilty, ok. I feel so fucking guilty and it was all my fault!" Sara screamed her confession at him.
Greg looked shocked for a moment and gazed at her.
"Did you plan it?" Svenski asked.
"No," Sara said, apalled at the implication.
"Did you beat your friend?" Svenski asked again.
"NO!" She yelled angrily at the top of her lungs.
"Then it's not your fault," Svenski told her calmly, "I'm sorry, I have to go now." He looked at his watch and left the room.
"It's not my fault?" Sara asked Greg.
"No, it's not," Greg replied.
Grissom chose that moment to come in. Greg and Sara noticed he was smiling broadly.
"No," Sara whispered in disbelief.
"Yes, we got'em," Grissom answered.
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KK sorry it was so short and it had lots of dialogue. Tell me if you love or hate it! If you don't review I'll amputate your eyeballs! Dr. Svenski is supposed to be abrupt, kinda weird, but effective at his job. Tell me if thats how I portrayed him. I don't think I like this chappy very much, but I posted it anyway. Tell me what you think!