How had he managed to mess this up? Those words kept repeating themselves in his mind. He couldnt believe how stupid he was. he had probably lost her forever now. He slammed his fist into the locker infront of him in anger but instead of relieving some of the pain he was feeling in his heart he added more pain in his hand. Masaging his hand, he threw himself onto the bench again, taking off his work trainers and swopping them for his normal ones to go home in. Shift was over for the night.

"Greg? You Okay?" Catherine came into the locker room studying Greg with a worried expression on her face.

"I'm fine Cath, just tired." Greg kept his eyes trained on the floor, not daring to meet her eyes, knowing that if she found out what had happened she would probably kill him and hide the evidence. She could get away with it as well.

"Oh okay then, well i'm off to get a nap before shift starts again. See you tonight" and with that she turned on her heel and started towards the exit to her denali, leaving Greg to sit on the bench staring at his locker.

As she reached her denalli she realised she had left her keys behind in the breakroom. Damn that Warrick Brown she thought to herself. He had 'distracted' her earlier when she was packing her things away. She couldn't say no to that guy! Quickly she re-entered the lab and headed towards the breakroom. On way she bumped into a rather unhappy Sara Sidle.

"Hey Sara, whats wrong?" she was worried she had become close friends with Sara recently and wondered what had happend to make her so upset. "Have you and Greg fallen out only i saw him earlier and he didn't look to happy either. She knew that Greg had a massive thing for Sara and she knew that Sara (even though she wouldn't admit it) had a thing for him as well.

Sara didn't respond, only shrugged her shoulders.

Catherine started to piece the evidence together in her mind and came to a conclusion. "You turn him down again Sidle?" she teased, thinking of how Greg had been begging her for a chance recently.

"Oh no, I didn't turn him down. I went out with him last night. He made a fortune doing it. He's probably just upset because he got found out." and with that Sara hurried past, tears streaming down her face.

Catherine stood still, shocked but pleased that Sara had finally admited to herself that she had feelings for Greg and had gone on a date of him, but confused as to what she meant by making a fortune and getting found out, and why the hell was Sara crying? She made a mental note to corner Greg later that night and find out how he had managed to mess up so bad with Sara. She set off again to retreive her keys and to get home, but just before she entered the break room she heard voices that made her stop, just out of sight but in hearing distance. About six lab techs were sat drinking coffee and talking.

"Yeah, he never really liked her! He just did it for the money!"

"No way, God that's cruel, how much did he make out of it?"

"$500"

"Woha! Not bad, you get to shag Sara Sidle and get paid for it! Hell i want a go!"

This remark was met by laughter from the others which stopped abruptly when Catherine came charging in.

"Okay , what the hell are you talking about?" She growled. Even though she and Sara hadn't seen eye to eye in the past they had become good friends recently and didn't like the sound of this.

The six lab techs sat quietly, each looking anywhere but at the fuming Catherine.

"Okay you have five seconds to tell me or i make your lives hell." She stormed.

"Alright, Alright" one of the lab techs said, caving in.

"It turns out that Greg never actually liked Sara. He's just pretending so he could get her into bed and win the bet. He-

"-What bet? What are you on about? Catherine cut across. She didn't like the sound of this one bit.

"The bet, Stokes and Brown made a bet with Greg that he could never get her into bed, but he proved them wrong and got $250 from each of them."

Catherine stood still in shock. Nick and Warrick were in on this? Those bastards she thought. They were her friends. They knwo how much this would hurt her! She swipped up her keys and stormed out of the building. Instead of going home she went straight to Greg's. Jumping out of the car she made her way to the door and banged on it until he answered. Taking in the fact he was dripping wet and only had a towel on having just got out of the shower she stormed past him and into the small apartment. Hearing the door close behind her she turned around and fixed Greg with an icy stare.