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You Have To Be Okay

Surprisingly Greg was still conscious by the time the officers arrived that Brass had sent. Nick had done his best to apply pressure onto both wounds but it was difficult. Greg's shirt was saturated with his own blood, no longer the calming, fresh shade of blue, but a dark crimson.

"Hey, I need help in here!" Nick shouted when he heard the officers pull up.

He heard heavy footsteps rushing his and Greg's way and wished that it was the paramedics.

"Here! I need you to take his vest off for me." Nick told them and immediately both officers bent down to help.

One of them stood up and looked down at Greg. Never had he seen someone look so bad, and that took a lot of doing with the job he did.

"Is the suspect still around?" He asked Nick, whilst pulling out his gun and going to the door.

Nick shook his head, "I wouldn't think so."

And he was right. "It looks like they drove off as fast as they could; tire tracks are around the back of here."

But Nick wasn't really listening, only trying to comfort Greg as he was moved around by the officer trying to take his vest off.

"It's alright man, I'm sorry we gotta' do this." Nick soothed with his hands still pressed against Greg's abdomen.

The officer who had taken off Greg's vest gently lay Greg's head back down, along with his own jacket now under his head.

"You want me to take over one of them?" He asked Nick nodding with his head towards Greg's wounds.

Nick nodded, "Yeah please. You ready?"

Nick moved his right hand where the officer took over applying pressure to Greg's first wound. Greg mounded and flinched slightly with the new, harsher pressure.

"I'm sorry Greg, but it's got to be done."

Nick was surprised that he knew Greg's name, but realised that Greg had a tendency to warm to people easily, like they did to him. He was just such a great guy and Nick couldn't bear the thought of not having him around. After the loss of Warrick, he and Greg seemed to have grown closer. If that was even possible. They were like brothers. Nick was the older one who always teased Greg, the younger one, about what he did, but really he meant no harm. And if anyone were to mess with him they'd pay the price. Nick would make sure of it.

Finally after around five minutes sirens could be heard coming their direction.

"You hear that Greg, the paramedics are gonna' be here in a minute. You're doing great buddy, just a little longer." Nick told him. Although he wasn't really sure Greg could even hear him. Greg had earlier reached up and grabbed Nick around his wrist, smearing blood all along Nick's forearm. But the once tight grip had faded to a limp hand lying near Nick's, and his eyes kept attempting to roll back into his head, but neither Nick nor Greg would allow it.

In the space of five minutes Greg was in the back of an ambulance, hooked up to all sorts of machines, and with Nick sat next to him, gripping onto his hand. Both officers had stayed at the scene and were told by Nick to contact Russell to get some other CSIs out to the scene.

Nick hoped that Greg could manage just a little bit longer.

"Guys, family meeting. I need you in the break room now" Russell told Sara and Catherine.

Both women looked at each other oddly before following Russell.

"Morgan, follow us." Russell said as he walked past the layout room where she was. The same was done with Hodges.

Once in the break room, Russell started talking.

"I don't want anybody interrupting me alright. Just wait until I've finished." All eyes were fixed on him and concern was evident on a few faces, and curiosity was on everybody's.

Taking a big breath, Russell carried on. "Greg and Nick were sent to a scene earlier out in the desert. As of five minutes ago, I was informed that we need to send more of us down there because there's been an incident. The suspect was still at the scene and Greg's been shot."

Gasps filled the room and everybody was frozen ready for Russell to continue.

"Nick's obviously gone with him in the ambulance and I'm going to call him soon."

After assuming he had done talking, Catherine spoke. "Is he okay? Where was he shot?"

This was the part Russell was dreading. "He's... I was told it didn't look good. He was shot in his chest and then further down towards his stomach."

"Wait, he was shot twice?" Sara inquired.

Russell nodded. "In order to help Greg we need to work on the scene to find out who did this to him. Sara, you and I are going to the scene. Catherine, take your kit to the hospital and get whatever you can from Greg, then a statement from Nick. Morgan, I want you to go and find Brass, tell him what's happened and Hodges, this case takes priority, whenever you get any evidence from us it gets done straight away. Got it? Alright, I know this is going to be difficult but we need to stay strong for Greg. So, get to work. If it gets too much, I'll understand if you want to pull off this and work on something else. And if you need to talk, any of you, you've got my number."

Nick was pacing back and forth in the waiting room. Hours he had been there. Four to be precise and Catherine had come and gotten what she could from the surgeons and Nick, then took everything back to the lab. And then she had returned to wait with Nick.

"Are you here for a Mister Sanders either of you?" A doctor asked from the doorway.

"Yeah, we are. How is he?" Nick asked straight away. He couldn't do with waiting any longer.

"He's still alive which is more than I expected if I'm honest is. It's a miracle he's still with us after suffering such extensive injuries and such a huge amount of blood loss. The first bullet lodged itself mere millimetres from his heart, but luckily we were able to remove it without any issues. However the second one went through his left lung and clipped his pelvis. This caused a small amount of internal bleeding but that's now fixed and under control. The hip was damaged also, but that's not something to serious right at this moment. He will probably be asleep for at least a day, and there's not much more we can do until he wakes up."

Catherine did a shaky sigh after hearing this information. Greg must be okay. He had to be.

"When can we go and sit with him?" Nick asked anxiously.

"Now's just fine. But please don't expect too much. He's still not out of the woods yet and there's likely to be complications in the near future."

Nick nodded, "Alright, thanks for what you've done. What room's he in?"

The doctor led both of them to Greg's room. Once they had entered, Catherine's heart broke at the sight before her. She couldn't believe that was their Greg in that bed. It couldn't be. But unfortunately it was.

Yeah, 2nd chapter :) Please review to tell me what you thought! And don't worry anyone following my other stories, I haven't forgot about them ;) Thanks for reading!