Author's Note: Sorry it took forever guys.. I know. Don't yell. But homework SUCKS! And then I have the play auditions coming up so.. Haha. But anyways, yup.. This one (I have already wrote it) is just a short, nice one between mainly Greg and Sara. Don't get too mad yet, read the bottom before yelling please!

Disclaimer: I don't own nothing CSI related. Darn ; /

Here you go. Remember to read the bottom note before you yell.

He had become dizzy to the point that he couldn't really apprehend what was going on, but he had regained focus enough to see Sara begging for Regie to let him go. Not only that, she told Regie that it was her that actually called the police, not him. Well, that kind of defeated the purpose of him taking it away from her.. Oh well. What was done was done.

He turned his focus to Regie. He didn't seem like that bad of a guy. Greg almost laughed at his own thought. The guy had beat him up and shot him, and yet he is calling him "not that bad". But, he really wasn't. At least not to ladies. He must have had a good mother, but a not-so-good father. Or maybe no father at all. Either way, Greg felt pretty confident that the ladies were safe. At least for a while.

All three of them had a huge reason to live, other than the fact that its just right for humans to be able to live. Mallory was young, with her whole life ahead of her. Diana had a 5-year0-old daughter waiting on her somewhere safe, and Sara… Sara was like family. Greg felt that Sara should be safe the most, but really, it was a hard decision. Of course, if all went well, there would be no choosing of lives anyways.

Greg was pulled away from his meandering thoughts by someone slapping his face. He opened his eyes to see the green eyes, belonging to Mallory staring back at him. She looked half relieved to see him alive, but half worried as well.

Greg mentally kicked himself; of course she was worried, she had every right to be!

"Greg? Regie took Sara somewhere…"

This woke him up.

"What? Did you see where?" His words were slurred and were hard to hear.

But Mallory shook her head.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps coming around the corner and saw Regie appear.

"Ok.. You have two choices," he said to Greg, still lying on his back "you can leave now, or you can let both of these women go." He gestured to Mallory and Diana.

Damn, he thought. He looked over at both Diana and Mallory. Two lives for his own.. Possibly. It didn't take him long to decide.

"Let them go." He managed to grunt out. Regie looked at him awkwardly. Almost as if he was an alien.

"You're dying kid." He said quietly.

"All the more reason to send two very alive people out." Greg said sternly.

Regie seemed a bit different, almost as if he respected Greg.. Probably not though.

Regie looked over to the ladies kneeling at Greg's side. Both looked completely hysteric.

"You can go." Regie said easily.

They looked at each other, then at Greg. He looked back at them, assuring them that it was ok to go. They were now free.

Diana slowly got to her feet. "God bless you, son." Tears streaming down her face.

Mallory slowly got closer to Greg and kissed him on the cheek.

"You'll make it out," she whispered.

With that, she also stood up, and the two practically ran to the door.

Regie watched them go then turned back to Greg. He looked at him for a second then started to leave.

Greg tried to make him stop to ask him about Sara, but nothing came out.

"Dammit Greg, why do you have to be so stubborn?" Greg looked up to see the brunette staring at him. She didn't look mad or anything, just a little disheveled.

She knew he would choose to let the other two go. That's why she begged Regie to not give him that option, but he did anyway. She couldn't be mad at Greg, that was just who he was. Sara loved that quality, but she wished, just for once, he would think about himself when it was needed the most.

What made everything worse was the fact that he was dying because of her.. And she got a chance to save him, but he didn't take it. Again, she wasn't mad, but now there seemed to be an understanding between the two. A quiet understanding of each other.

Sara lowered herself next to Greg, who was very pail. His eyes were starting to glaze over a bit, and they both knew he was slowly getting worse. But the understanding remained; whatever was going to happen, they would take it on together. Even if it meant that one of them was unconscious, they would still be together.

Ok, that was it for this one. I know its unbearably short, but I felt like it should be its own chapter. Just because I love it. I will more than likely get the next one out within the hour. More action.. I don't think it will be the end, but it could be the second to last.. I just hate not being able to update as much as I want so.. Yeah. But I am working on the next chapter right after I put this one out so expect it soon! Please comment lovlies. They make me want to update quickly so.. Put two and two together.. Hehe. You will get what you want out of me then.