-1Again, sorry for the wait. Band has been work and school is going to start on Monday, so I've been caught up. This chapter is somewhat long, so enjoy.

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Second Chance

What happened? Greg lay still and listened to the conversations going on around him. Horatio, Grissom and Ryan were close to him discussing how Ryan knew Greg. Calleigh and Catherine sat next to his cot and talked in hushed tones. Alexx was in a far off corner scolding someone. He decided to listen to the three men.

Grissom cleared his throat. "So, Ryan, how long have you known Greg?"

"Since grade school. We lived right next door to each other. We've been best friends since Kindergarten."

"How come John calls you uncle?"

"Calleigh and I are their godparents. Greg is Emmy and Daniel's godfather." There was a moment of silence. "H, is he gonna be ok? He's been out for a while." As if on cue, Greg let out a light cough.

"Greg, hun, are you ok?" Catherine asked softly, gently ruffling his hair.

"I think so," Greg barely whispered, putting his hand on his stomach. He looked around to everyone. They all looked worried, except for Nick who looked guilty and sad. "What happened?"

"There was a disagreement," Alexx said, eyeballing Nick. Nick simply looked at the floor in shame. Alexx looked to the rest of the group. "I need everyone out so I can check over Greggo here."

After the rest of them had left, Greg tried to sit up but failed. "Did they catch him?" he asked Alexx. "Did they find Jenna?"

Alexx frowned. "No, I'm sorry baby."

Greg nodded sadly, then lay back and sighed. "Nick's right, I'm a horrible father."

"No you're not," Alexx protested. "If you were, you wouldn't even be here right now." She lifted his shirt to check his injuries, frowning when she saw how thin he was. "Baby, when was the last time you ate?"

Greg frowned. "Not since Sara died. I just can't."

"Greg, that's almost two days!" Alexx exclaimed. She put her hand on Greg's shoulder. "You need to at least try."

Greg nodded slowly. "Ok," he said quietly.

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Several hours had gone by, and not one lead was found. Horatio, Grissom and Ryan stood in the break room.

"This guy is good, too good," Grissom said, fiddling with his glasses. "Someone has to have seen him somewhere."

"We just need to be patient," Horatio replied. He intently watched Ryan, who was watching Emmy and John coloring at one of the tables. "Mr. Wolfe, how is Greg doing?"

Ryan frowned. "Alexx said he had a fever. He got sick from not eating or sleeping for two days." He looked at Horatio. "H, he can't work like this. What if he's off somewhere and he gets sick? We might never find him!"

"Ryan, please calm down," Grissom said, much too calmly for Ryan's liking.

Ryan simply stared at Grissom. "Calm down? Mr. Grissom, maybe you haven't noticed that Jenna isn't the only one at stake here. Greg is too." He pointed at John. "I'm not about to let that boy lose another parent!" Ryan's outburst was interrupted when Dan Cooper came in.

"Lieutenant? We may have something."

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Greg sat on one of the cushioned chairs and stared out the window, watching the rain fall. The soup Alexx made him eat didn't quite agree with him. So after a rather violent vomiting episode, he wanted something to make him relax. Somehow, the rain always calmed him down. He thought back to some of the more emotional cases, when all he wanted to do was cry when he got home. If it was raining, Sara would lead him o the front porch. They would sit and watch the rain together, wrapped in each others arms.

Greg shuddered when he remembered it had rained the night Sara was murdered. Leaning his head against the window, he swallowed back tears.

"You should be getting some rest," a voice said, startling Greg.

Greg looked up to see Nick. He turned back to the window. "Didn't hear you come in."

Nick frowned and took a seat next to Greg. "Look, Greg, I'm sorry about what I said and did before. I was just really frustrated, I didn't mean to take it out on you."

Greg smiled weakly. "It's ok, I forgive you. "I'm sorry I gave you a bloody nose."

Nick laughed a little. "It's ok, I deserved it." A few moments of silence passed until Nick spoke again. "I know probably everyone has told you this by now, but it will be ok. We're gonna find Jenna, alive."

Greg looked at Nick. "I really hope so, Nick. I'm such a horrible father."

"No, you're not," Nick said. He looked up when Ryan came barreling through the door.

"Greg! We found them!" Ryan exclaimed, panting. Someone said they saw a man with a small girl go into Stocks Warehouse about five minutes ago. Come on!" Ryan turned and ran out as fast as he had come in.

"Jenna," Greg said, jumping to his feet. Realizing it was a mistake since he suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous, he fell back down.

"Greg," Nick said as he caught Greg. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Nick, I have to go," Greg said, stumbling towards the door. "I have to find her. This is like my second chance to make things right." He was quickly out the door, Nick hot on his heels.

TBC

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Preview: Will Greg get to Jenna before he is taken himself?