You Save Me
A story of opening yourself entirely to someone, loving someone unconditionally, and trust.
Nick/Greg friendship and eventually pairing. Characters are not mine. Please R & R. Thanks for all the reviews!(There is no flashback in this chapter either)
By: Animegirl1129
Chapter 6:
The door of the Grissom's office flew open. Yup, it was a safe guess to assume that Ecklie was not in the best of moods as he stormed into the maze of entomology textbooks and specimens.
"What can I help you with, Conrad?" Gil asked calmly, looking over a container of fire ants for a case.
Grissom's attitude did not help Ecklie's at all. "Sanders totaled a department car."
"What?"
"You heard me!" The head of the lab had smoke coming out of his ears. "This is going to hit the ceiling. You'd better find out what's going on. Or I will."
Grissom stared after the man as he stormed out of the office, the slam of the door not even making him flinch.
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Meanwhile, Nick was pacing in front of the ER doors; they had kicked him out after several attempts at calming the Texan down. He was fuming, he wanted an update on Greg and he wanted it now.
On his seventy second trip past the double doors he came face to face with his supervisor, the interruption throwing him off balance and ultimately to the floor.
"That was graceful, Nicky…."
Nick, however, did not think this was the least bit humorous, he stood up, glaring at the silver doors and took a seat across from them, Grissom sitting beside him.
"Why are you here?"
As if it were the stupidest question in the world, Nick said one word. "Greg."
"I know he was in a car accident, but why are you here. Shouldn't you be helping Sara finish your case?"
Nick's jaw dropped. "You want me to go process a crime scene while Greg's in there?" he asked.
Grissom shook his head. "No, I don't, you wouldn't be able to in this state anyway. But, this wasn't just a car accident was it?"
"What are you taking about?" Sure, he knew that it was more than a car accident, it was attempted murder, but that would lead to explaining Greg's rape. He didn't want to do that just yet.
Grissom dug something out of his pocket, handing it to Nick. "I had Greg's car towed to the lab, Sara and two guys from day shift found this."
Nick looked at the yellow paper. "Stay away from him before we do to him what we did to you," he read the note aloud.
"Mean anything to you?"
"That's why…" Nick said, his realization hitting hard.
Grissom took the paper back. "Could you please stop speaking in code and tell me what the hell is going on?"
"Greg's gonna hate me for telling you this…" Nick sighed, a hand over his eyes. Grissom did need to know this and know he would.
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The double doors opened just over an hour later. "Is there a Nick here?"
"Nick Stokes," The Texan was almost instantaneously at the door. "Is Greg okay?"
The nurse asked him to follow her. "Your friend is doing better. He's not out of the woods yet, but he wasn't cooperating and keeps asking for you. He's a got a broken radius and a fractured wrist. He most likely covered his face with his arm when the car flipped, we see this a lot. He also has a broken tibia and a small fracture in his collarbone from whiplash." She listed off what they'd found thus far. "He also has a mild concussion and he had several stitches to the wound on his head."
Before Nick could say anything else, another nurse came up. "Sir, we'd like to know if you know anything about the cuts on his chest and back."
Nick swallowed. "He… was raped last week. They did it to him. There's no police report, he didn't press charges, but he had an exam, I'm not sure where. Can I see him now?"
The first nurse nodded, leading him down the hall to one of the private rooms. "Here you are."
He thanked the woman, entering the room. "Greg?" he looked around the room. Pale green walls were a nice contrast to the usual white, a window was beside the bed, and a TV was in one corner, on top of a large dresser. There were also several chairs situated in the room. Grabbing one, he slid it over to the side of the bed, trying to get as close to him as possible.
The younger man appeared to be sleeping, facing the window. Nick reached out, grabbing his hand and began running his thumb over the soft skin of his uninjured arm. At his touch, the man rolled over, with some difficulty, to see him. His left arm was encased in a large cast, wrapped with neon green covering, matching the one on his leg.
"Hey… how are ya holding up?" Nick asked, wiping tears away with his free hand.
Greg smiled. "I'm glad you're here."
"There's no where else I'd be right now." He replied. "I thought I'd lost you. When you weren't in the Tahoe, when I saw you… I was terrified. I thought they'd taken you from me," He cried, leaning over to lightly hug the man he loved.
"Nicky… they threatened you. They said they'd go after you, too, if I didn't stay away from you." Greg admitted, tears springing to his eyes as he held onto him.
Nick nodded. "I know, Grissom towed your car, they found the note, he showed me. I had to tell him what was going on," Nick said, preparing to be pushed away for telling the secret. "He's pissed because I didn't tell him sooner, but I had to, Greggo."
"I understand. I'm not mad at you." Greg said, still holding onto the man for dear life.
Nick looked him in the eye. "Can you tell me what happened on the road?"
He nodded, quickly explaining what had happened before and after his call to Nick.
"We'll find them, baby…" Nick whispered, still holding Greg's hand. "They'll never hurt you again."
Greg raised an eyebrow at the use of a pet-name. "What did you call me?" he asked.
"Ugh… nothing…" Nick said, looking away in fear of scaring the man away with words he didn't need to hear right now.
"Tell me," Greg protested. "I'm curious now…"
"Nuh-uh, I'll tell you when the three of them are in jail and I have personally thrown away the key." Nick swore. "Only then will I tell you."
Greg nodded. "Alright."
