Chapter 13 – Say Anything
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"I SAID DON'T TOUCH ME !"
"Mr. Sanders please, I have to put this antibiotic salve on or you could get infection in your wounds."
"Greggars! Hva er gal med De? Er dette hvordan vi hevet De oppføre seg?" The angry voice welled from the broad chest of the tall man who filled the doorway.
"Bestefar?" Greg sat up as straight as he could.
"De stanser dette tøvet nå!"
Looking chastened, Greg stopped fighting with the nurse, "Jeg er trist bestefar."
His voice softened and he smiled, "Er at på en hvilken som helst måte tale til Deres far?"
"Jeg mangler De." Tears pooled in Greg's eyes.
"Og jeg manglet De min kostbar." He pulled Greg into an engulfing hug. "I wish I could have come sooner."
Greg cried harder and the man kissed the top of his head, "Min kostbar." He looked at Grissom, "Thank you for saving my grandson."
"I had help." Gil held out his hand, "I'm Gil Grissom. You must be Olaf." Grissom smiled. "Greg's talked about you."
He released Greg long enough to shake Grissom's hand. "Not telling you tall tales about me I hope."
"No, he's spoken very fondly of you." Grissom picked up his jacket and headed for the door. "I should go, you two have a lot of catching up to do."
"Please, stay." Olaf said.
Grissom shook his head, "I'll come back later, I have to get back to the lab. It was nice to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you too Mr. Grissom. I would very much like to talk more with you again." said Olaf.
Greg kept his face pressed against his grandfather's shirt until the door closed behind Grissom. "Far som jeg er skamfull."
"Hvorfor Greggars?"
"For være redd." Greg replied.
"You survived, there is no shame in that. There is only shame in allowing your fear to make you strike out at those who offer their hands."
"I don't want them to think that I'm weak." Greg's voice wavered. "I don't want to disappoint them."
"You disappoint them when they think you don't need them and don't want their help
Det sterke ber om hjelp. Det svake er også redd spørre." He laughed, seeing that Greg was trying to puzzle out exactly what he'd said.
"The strong will ask for help, the weak are too afraid to ask." Olaf translated. "Do not be afraid to take comfort in your friends just as you are not afraid to take comfort in your family. We don't think you are weak and if they know anything about you, they know that you are strong."
"How did you get to be so wise?" Greg asked.
"I accept the wisdom of my elders." He laughed, "and I supplemented my English by reading fortune cookies." He ruffled Greg's hair, "Now we must see what must be done to get you out of these things." He tugged at the restraints. "To do that will take much self control and courage on your part. I can only ask that they give you a chance."
"Takk De Far."
"You are my Kostbar," Olaf squeezed him tightly enough to elicit a strangled squeak from the young man. "What else could I do?"
Greg blushed, "You're not gonna tell my friends what that means are you?"
Grinning, Olaf released him and pulled an envelope from his pocket, "I brought baby pictures too."
Greg moaned and fell back against the pillows, "I'm doomed."
"No," Olaf laughed, "you are much loved."
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Translation of the Norweigian conversation:
Greggars! Hva er gal med De? Er dette hvordan vi hevea De oppføre seg? (Greg! What is wrong with you? Is this how we raised you to behave?)
Bestefar? (Grandfather?)
De stanser dette tøvet nå! (You must stop this nonsense now!)
Jeg er trist bestefar. (I'm sorry grandfather.)
Er at på en hvilken som helst måte tale til Deres far? (Is that any way to speak to your papa?)
Jeg mangler De. (I've missed you.)
Og jeg manglet De min kostbar. (And I have missed you my precious one.)
"Far som jeg er skamfull." (Papa I'm ashamed.)
"Hvorfor Greggars?" (Why Greg?)
"For være redd." (For being afraid.)
"Takk De Far." (Thank you Papa.)
Sorry this is such a short chapter, I'm working on the next one!
I apologize in advance to those of you who speak Norwegian; I got the translations from a place that translates tech manuals soo…
It's weird but the A/N and the R2R is probably longer than the chapter!
Annibal
Yup, Greg angst, it's what I live for! Nick is such a polar opposite of Grissom (at least in their outward reactions) Nick wants everything to be happy and he tries so hard to make it that way while Grissom kinda has the attitude of 'That's life – move on'.
Sillie
Oh he'll get better – physically anyway insert evil laugh
Mellaithwen
Chapter 11 was so short but I really felt that was the best place to leave it so I posted the rest as a following chapter, I can't guarantee that I will always be able to do that, the muse is being stubborn.
If becomes too aggravating for you, you can read this story here - http/ under my penname Stormchilde.
The beginning part is a song called 'Untitled' by Simple Plan. makes a note to self to check out 12 Stones' music.
I really wanted people to be able to feel Greg's distress, I hope it worked…
Strangely enough this fic has made me want to go back and add more to it and change a few things so if you've got any suggestions at all, please share them with me, I love the input. raccoony
Yeah, Simple Plan is great music for breeding plot bunnies!
lins
Change sometimes is the result of destruction. But I'm sometimes of the opinion that 'change is baaaadddd! Change is eeeeviiillll!'
ladyjr16
I'm not sorry :P Have some more tissues!
Princess Artemis
You know you're inciting more plot bunnies than anyone I've ever met! They will be named for you, ya know that don't cha?
xCrimsonxBlackxBloodx
Have you notice that the show's writers pick on Nick while FF writers gang up on Greg? What's the deal with that?
Yes, resistance is futile, but in this case it's futile for me. I've never written anything this involved before and just when I think I'm done, another chapter pops up.
taz3
Thanks! I hope I can feed your Greg angst cravings.
mellowyellow36
Thank You! I hope this chapter gives you a boost too.
Matteic
Well, I don't know about quick but I do know it's short, hopefully I can add another longer chapter soon.