"I can't believe I'm doing this."
"It's our only option. We've already asked everyone we could think of, and it has just lead us to one dead end after the other. Maybe at least doing this we can get some clue as to where he might be hiding."
Warrick glances at Catherine before averting his gaze back to the day planner in his hand, the CSI feeling extremely uncomfortable looking through Greg's things without the ex-tech's permission. He can hardly bring himself to do it just to try and find a clue, he doesn't know how Nick could have done it without any reason. The thought that Nick could be so thoughtless and careless has Warrick puzzled beyond belief, unsure of what drove his colleague to such behavior that he's never exhibited before.
"Is there a possibility that he might have went back home to San Francisco?"
Catherine looks over Warrick's shoulder into the address book, the page flipped open to reveal the famous Papa Olaf's address and phone number. Greg talks about him so much that it could be their only idea at the moment, and when Warrick fails to respond to Catherine's question, the younger CSI too deep in thought, she pulls out her cell phone and punches the long distance number in, turning away as it begins to ring.
After several moments Catherine gets a recorded message that the number is no longer in service, and she sighs in defeat as she turns back around, finding Warrick still standing in the same position, the address book still resting in his glove covered hand, his eyes not really concentrating on the pages in front of him.
"Hey, Warrick, what are you thinking?"
The CSI snaps his head up, forgetting for a moment that he's not alone, and he shakes his head before putting the address book back next to the computer in Greg's home office, trying his best to put everything back where he got it from instead of leaving things strewn out like he normally would.
"It's nothing, I just- what do you think Nick was thinking by snooping around here in the first place? If he would have just stayed out of here-"
"It was Grissom's idea Warrick, he was worried about Greg and he wanted me to come talk to him. I tried my hand at it and got nowhere, so he asked Nick to come by. Granted, he didn't tell him to go snooping around the way he did, but maybe it's better that he did, that we found this out before anything happened."
"Before anything happened? Catherine, something is about to happen, if it hasn't already, and it's not because he's taking some pills. It's because someone he thought he trusted invaded his privacy, and now he doesn't have the one thing that might be keeping him going."
Warrick can't stand to be in the apartment any longer, can't stand to have to try and make his colleague see something that she should already get. He turns and leaves the room without waiting for a response from Catherine, and he doesn't bother stopping until he's out the front door and standing by the Tahoe, trying to keep his anger in check for the sake of keeping from losing his temper too much and snapping at Catherine any further.
"Rick-"
"Just give me a minute."
Catherine stops several yards away from Warrick, the younger CSI's hands pressed flat against the side of the SUV as he bends his head down and closes his eyes, trying to get rid of the anger, trying to think of something that will help them bring Greg home and put an end to all of this. The fact that they're actually having to search for him, that his name is actually on a case file is something that Warrick is still trying to grasp, and having Catherine and Nick as insensitive as they have been makes things all that much harder.
When he feels that he's finally got a reign on his anger, Warrick straightens back up and turns to Catherine, the woman looking at him with worried eyes.
"I have a feeling we're not going to find him this way. Wherever he's at, it could be too late, we need more insight from the psychiatrist. I'm going to take a trip to the doctor's office and talk to him, I'll drop you back off at the lab on the way over, you can fill Grissom on all the leads we don't have yet."
Catherine opens her mouth as if to protest, but the look on Warrick's face forces her to keep quiet, her gloves coming off her hands as she climbs into the passenger side, unsure of whether or not she's seen Warrick this upset with any of his colleagues before.
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"I've already told the other guy that I can't disclose any of my patient's information unless I get a warrant, so unless you have one, I suggest you leave me office before I call the police and have you escorted out."
"Dr. Towner, I want to believe that you care about your patients, but the way you're acting, it's starting to make me think otherwise. I'm not asking for any specifics about why Greg sees you or what you talk about, I just need some ideas of where to look for him. You said that we need to find him as soon as possible and yet you won't help us."
Warrick has to clench his fists at his sides to keep from reaching across the desk and wrapping his hand around the Doctor's neck, the older gentleman trying his best to keep from letting any information slip while being harassed by the CSI. They've been arguing for the past twenty minutes, and Warrick feels that he has gotten no where, the Doctor keeping himself occupied by paperwork while trying to get rid of the man with too many questions.
He could have easily called security by now and gotten rid of the CSI, but he really doesn't mind the other man being here, giving him a chance to see just how far Warrick is willing to go to find Greg. The fact that his patient has someone that cares about him this much, it makes him realize that maybe Greg doesn't see everything he should when looking at his coworkers.
Despite how much this man in front of him might care for Greg though, he knows that patient/doctor confidentiality is one of the things his clients can always rely on, and he's not going to break that unless he's forced to by law.
"Have you considered that Mr. Sanders doesn't want to be found, that as long as you're looking for him he's going to do everything in his power to keep from being found? Or maybe he's right in front of you and you don't even realize it; your ability to solve puzzles must not be that good if it has taken this long to figure out that something is wrong with one of your co-workers."
Warrick is on his feet before the last word even leaves the older man's lips, and the doctor jumps from his seat as Warrick is grabbed from behind, the CSI turning around to find out who has stopped him from hurdling the desk to get to the Doctor.
"Rick, don't waste your time on him man, he's not worth getting suspended for. Lets just get him what he wants so we can be done with it."
Nick is caught off guard when Warrick pushes him away, the younger CSI stumbling back and barely managing to catch his footing. He's startled by the look in Warrick's eyes, and he takes several steps back when the other CSI starts walking towards him, the men moving until Nick's back finally hits the wall.
"Don't you dare tell me what to do, you're the reason we're having to deal with him in the first place. If you would have just gone to talk to Greg like Grissom asked, and stayed out of his stuff, we might not be searching for Greg right now and ramming our heads against a brick wall with every clue we get."
There's a heavy silence in the air as the two men stare angrily at each other, the doctor continuing to remain standing behind his desk while watching the CSI's, his hand poised above the phone in case he needs to call for police.
"I didn't know things would get this out of control, I thought I was helping him when I told Grissom about the pills. I thought Grissom would maybe talk to him and let up on Greg, maybe he would see how wrong he was by sending Greg to deal with the Matthews case and at least apologize. I didn't realize he would send us out on a witch hunt so that he can be fired by Ecklie. Do you really think I would want all that to happen?"
His voice starts out strong and loud, coming back at Warrick, but it tapers off at the end to a quiet whisper, his eyes gazing at a spot somewhere behind Warrick, trying to avoid the older man's eyes.
"You knew what would happen to Greg, Nick, you were almost there yourself after the Nigel Crane case. You told Grissom for a reason, you wanted something to happen, and I can't even imagine what it would be. How could you betray him like that?"
"Maybe- I don't know, I wasn't thinking clearly. I saw how he reacted to the Matthews case, maybe I was thinking he wouldn't be able to handle the job, but I sure in hell didn't want him completely fired from the lab. I thought that to the most, Grissom would suspend him for a few days and put him back in the lab instead of the field."
The doctor slowly eases himself back into his chair as the voices reach normal range again, and his years worth of psychiatry experience kicks in as he watches the two men arguing, noticing that Warrick is slowly beginning to break, his eyes still holding anger but his fists relaxing at his side and his nostrils flaring just a little less than they were moments before.
"I can't believe you would do that to him. We all have our trouble cases, we all have to deal with shit that sometimes we can't handle, that's no reason to do this to someone. Of all the people that would do this-"
"I'm not perfect, Rick."
"You got that damn right."
Another silence falls on the room, and Warrick slowly lowers himself into one of the seats in front of the doctor's desk again, letting his head fall into his hands as he tries to fight off the oncoming headache. He can't believe that one case is capable of having this severe of an effect on their team, that it's able to test friendships that have survived through some of the worst cases to date.
The doctor doesn't look much phased by the two men arguing in front of him, a faint trace of amusement hidden on his face. He knows that having one of his patients missing isn't a subject to be amused about, but he feels that Greg's words are finally getting a life of their own, the words he's spoken about his colleagues and the type of attitude they have towards him.
Part of the amusement however comes from the fact that there's only one question either men need to ask him to end this case, and yet they're too focused on placing blame that they're not thinking about it, and the doctor knows that it's their loss. He knows that the one thing standing in the way of their case now isn't the fact that they keep hitting dead ends, it's that they can't seem to get along long enough to use their basic CSI training.
It's probably for the better, the doctor thinks, because he knows this isn't the kind of thing Greg needs to deal with at this point in time. He doesn't need the guilt trip provided by Nick for telling Grissom, or the blame game by Warrick, he needs time and space to figure everything out in his head, just as he did after the explosion.
Granted, he needs his medications as well to help him get to the place he needs to be, but the doctor knows that at this current time Greg is safe without them, that he's safe where he is right now, with someone he trusts.
