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Grissom was furious. His CSI's were in there. Not just CSI's though, the woman he loved and the youngest of his men. Actually, Greg was almost like his son. And now, he was shot in that store, possibly dying. They hadn't heard anything on Sara's condition, but the gunman had said that only Greg was hurt so.. That sounded better than nothing. For Sara anyways.

Grissom was thrown from his thoughts when he saw Nick running over to him, looking frantic.

"Griss, they got a hold of Regie, and he has agreed to let the girl go and get the medical supplies for Greg and anyone else who may be hurt."

That was a relief. Good enough for now anyway.

"Good. But if he is letting the girl go, then how is he getting the supplies?"

Their question was unfortunately answered. They had both turned to the store when they heard people shouting "someone's coming out", and ran up closer to the store. At first, they weren't sure what they were looking at. All that could be seen was someone, not able to walk well, carrying something that looked big and heavy. It took a moment, but reality washed over everyone there.

It was Greg holding the little girl.

He wasn't moving quickly at all and it was obvious that carrying the girl was not an easy task. After what seemed like hours, Greg and the girl were to the door. Everyone saw Greg wince as he pushed the door open.

"Grissom, go up there!" Someone shouted.

Grissom darted over to Greg, along with two other guys.

Greg looked horrible. There was blood pouring down his front, staining his light blue shirt. He had apparently been shot in the shoulder somewhere. He was pale and his eyes were kind of distant. But it was clear he was hurting. He lowered the girl and one of the guys picked her up and ran off somewhere. The other guy, who was holding a large bag just kind of stood there. Grissom got closer to Greg. Suddenly, Greg fell to his knees. Grissom heard everyone gasp.

He quickly bent down to Greg. His face was tight and shouted pain. Grissom grabbed his arms.

"Greg… Greg!"

"We can't let him go back in." The guy with the medical supplies screamed.

Greg's head shot up.

"No.. no.. I have to go back." He looked at Grissom. "If I don't.. he's gunna shoot them all."

Grissom did not want to send this kid back into that place, but he knew he needed to. He slowly lifted Greg up. It was not an easy task. Greg's energy was obvious at an all-time low.

Greg looked at Grissom and smiled, and mouthed something that Grissom could have sworn was "Sara is fine, don't worry." Then he turned around and stumbled back into the store with the medical supplies half dragging behind him.

Grissom just stood there watching him limp slowly through the store, but was eventually grabbed by someone and pulled back into the crowd of people. Once he was back into the crowd, Catherine, Nick and Warrick surrounded him.

"What the hell just happened?" Nick almost yelled.

Grissom just shook his head.

"Grissom, did he say anything? Is he really hurt? Sara?" This time, it was Catherine who was visibly shaken.

"I don't know why he was sent out and he appears to have a gunshot wound to the left shoulder. I.. I don't know guys."

Just then, Brass came running over.

"The little girl, Gabby, said all the ladies inside are fine, its only Greg that is hurt. Said something about one of the ladies doing something with a cell phone, it made a noise, and Greg took it away before the guy came. That's why he was shot." Brass' face was grim.

The team looked at each other. They all knew now that Greg deserved so much more respect than the ever have him.

It seemed to take forever for Greg to get back in the store, but when he did come back to where they were all sitting, he collapsed.

All three ladies rushed over to him while Regie just stood and stared at them.

Greg was breathing heavilyand his eyes were looking everywhere when opened, but every time he blinked, they seemed to stay closed a little more.

Sara had no idea what to do. It was really her fault he shot in the first place and shoe could not live knowing he had died on account of her. But apparently, the other two women had a better idea of what they were doing, so Sara just moved out of their way.

Diana got the bag and starting going through it, taking things out and handing them to Mallory. Sara was surprised that Mallory was so in control, especially after seeing her so upset earlier.

At some point, Greg's shirt was removed and Sara could have sworn Mallory's face brightened a little. Sara could see why. Greg had a pretty nice body, but the blood everywhere was not very appealing. Mallory continued working though, and finally, she got done and sat back. Everyone's eyes on Greg.

He still seemed pretty out of it, but his breathing seemed a lot more normal now, which was good. But he seemed a lot more red than he had before.

Diana reached over and touched his head.

"He's burning up" she said to the others.

There was nothing more they could do, and they knew it. He needed a hospital, not a medical supply kit.

Sara looked over at Regie, who was still staring but not really focusing.

"Hey! HEY! He's dying! You realize that if he dies, your charges go way up! You already shot him, do you really want to live with the thought that you killed someone for no reason!"

Regie was panicking now.

"No.. no! He called the cops! If he didn't, I.. could've left.. None of this would have happened!" He seemed to be desperate for a reason to blame all this on anyone else.

"No you good for nothing piece of shit! I did it! I got the police over here, he just took the phone away from me so you wouldn't do anything to me. Do you get it now? He has done nothing and you might have killed him!"

Regie's face changed completely. Sara could here Greg moaning and made out a weak "Sara" every now and then. She turned slowly to him. He was looking up at her, slightly shaking his head.

"Please.. don't.."

"No Greg, it doesn't matter!" She was crying now. "If you don't get out of here soon, you… " She stopped. There was no way she could say anything about him dying, especially while staring into his brown, pained eyes.

She turned back to a confused looking Regie.

"Please. You can't let him die here. Not like this. Please. At least let him go. I'll stay. Please!" She begged him, still crying.

OOOOOHHHH MYYY! What will happen now! OoOoO.. Comments would be lovely! If ya can. :D

More soon.

Oh.. And sorry it takes so long. Homework is so heavy right now. And AP History is a hoe.. So I try to get them out when I can.. Anyways.. I love you all and comments