Chapter 3

Summary: Angela Grissom holds vigil over Greg while Greg's wife goes into labor due to the stress. A member of the Grissom family is injured.

A/N: Finally a title-I came up with myself and I'm going to use the song as well.

Angela walked into the room with hesitation but finally made it to Greg's bedside.

Grissom picked her up so she could be at the same level as Greg.

She looked up at Grissom with tears in her eyes.

"He can't die daddy, he just can't."

"I know baby, I know." He said holding her tight.

Grissom looked out at Sara and shook his head gently.

"Sweetie, I'm going to go out by mommy because she's going to go home soon to be with Isa and your brothers."

"Ok daddy, I love you." She said rubbing her cheek gently across his rough beard.

"I love you ladybug, and I'll see you later ok?"

Angela just nodded as she took Greg's hand in hers.

Grissom told Sara he didn't know how this would affect Angela in the long run, especially if Greg didn't pull through.

"I'll keep her tonight her and Lindsey should be together since they both have such a close bon with him." Catherine suggested.

"Thank you Catherine." Sara said hugging her friend.

"I'll bring Lindsey home as soon as we get there." Grissom said.

Grissom and Sara left, while Nick stayed with Megan and Warrick looked at Angela talking to Greg as if he could understand.

"You know, maybe he hears her, don't tell her otherwise." Catherine warned.

"Cath, he's not doing well and they let a little girl in a room with him."

Megan looked up at the sound of Catherine and Warrick arguing.

"She loves Greg, maybe a little unusual for a little girl to love someone that much but you damn well that Greg loves that little girl to death and he would do anything for her, so please don't stand there saying that my husband and father of OUR child is going to die." Megan replied walking off crying.

Warrick ran his fingers through his hair. He didn't want his friend to die he just didn't want to get his hopes up so he thought that if he prepared himself now then it would be easier to deal with if the worst did happened.

"Mags, I'm so sorry." Warrick said.

"Don't ever call me Mags, Greg calls me that." She replied crying so hard she eventually fell into Warrick's arms.

"Megan, I'm sorry for thinking what I did. I don't want to lose Greg I'm just as terrified as that little girl in there."

"Warr, my water just broke."

"Aaww man, this isn't good- - Catherine we need help over here." Warrick yelled.

"What's going on?"

"I'm in labor and its way too early." Megan said breathing heavily.

A nurse heard the commotion and came running over with a wheelchair and rushed Megan down the hall.

"She's only 33 weeks, and while that's better then some early pregnancy its still to early." Catherine said.

"Who's going to tell Angela about Megan?" Warrick asked.

"Why don't we go tell her, and Catherine can stay with Megan." Nick suggested.

"Sounds good, I'll call Grissom and Sara and let them know." Catherine said walking towards the nurse's station as Warrick and Nick entered the room to see Angela holding tightly to Greg's hand.

"Uncle Nicky, Uncle Warrick what's going on?"

"Sweetie, Megan just went into labor, she's going to have the baby." Nick said with his southern drawl.

Angela just shook her head, more tears streaming down her already tear soaked face.

"Madeline Athena Sanders, he picked her middle name for me." Angela said looking at the floor.

Warrick smiled, "I think Greggo knows that you're here, you're his best medicine." He said kissing the top of her head.

"NO! He's going to die and we all know it, leave me alone." Angela said running out of the room and down the hall crying.

"Angela"! Nick called out.

"Great, you go after her and I'll tell Cath." Warrick said with concern.

Nick went after Angela and finally saw her running out of the hospital into the road.

"No."! Nick screamed as he ran down the street.