I am, by far, the LAZIEST writer on here! Like, you'll get 5 stories all at once... then nothing for a year! How do you like that? Anyways, life went crazy, and I decided to grow up, and met my boyfriend, and we now live together. I really am gonna try to write this chapter!

Special note- Thank you, Yuki Kajiura, for such awesome music to listen to while I write! (Before Dawn! Go listen to it!)

Also, Impossible by Joe Nichols

Special note- This is dedicated to Buddy, my dog, the most popular dog on Facebook (Add him, Buddy Bednarski!) He decided to try and make friends with a car going 60 MPH. He was our world. And he showed us how to live.

BTW- Ran it through a spell check machine, all errors are mine!

Greg knew it was bad the second he tried to breath, and he felt air coming through his throat, instead of his mouth, and he just knew the liquid that was trickling down wasn't saliva. He was dying, and there was nothing Nick could do. He watched, half dazed, as Nick took off his shirt, and felt it wrap around his neck. As Nick whispered comforting words, Greg calmly came to realize two things- More than likely, he was going to die, and two, he needed to comfort Nick. Even with blood trying to drip into his lungs, the younger man knew the Texan would take all the blame.

Gently, he reached up, grabbing Nick's arm, and spoke.
"Nick . Fuck It hurts.. a bit . Paper cut?" Greg tried to smile as Nick gave out a laugh, though it sounded like a sob. Greg felt his body try to cough, and knew, somehow, time was growing shorter.

Nick seemed to sense the change in the man, and focused, a hand gently playing in Greg's hair, comforting, soothing.

"Lab rats.. underappreciated. Love them us or we will poison.. the coffee." Greg was happy he got a laugh out of the Texan, and blinked, feeling himself drift away... Shaking his head, he brought himself back. He needed more time. Nick needed to hear this.

"Hodges.. ass Archie he can have Star Trek replica.. he'll know Mia.. gets my iPod Bobby gets my candy stash.. Wendy gets my lab Tell them . Game night rocks ." He coughed, blood dripping from his lips, but there was a look of determination on his face, though he could see the fear in Nick's eyes. No one would make it in time, Greg knew this. This was his last chance.

"Grissom tell him I've had Arachnophobia.. from day one office horror house Good man otherwise.. taught me so much " Greg blinked, and could see Grissom in his office, and it brought a smile to his face.

"Catherine hot.. once watched a video.. of her stripping Research amazing woman second Mom . Though she can be worse than my original mom." The image of Grissom changed to a red headded woman, and, somewhere, in the distance, Greg heard Nick laugh.

"Sara scary when mad you all.. should get sleeping pills for when she's in her moods. Made my work fun to do Thank her good times. " The image changed once more, the the two of them, sipping on coffee in the break room, laughing. He would miss her... he would miss them all.

"Warrick . Scary also always thought he would punch me . Lost so many bets to him Tell him 300 dollars in my pillowcase is for him. The money I owe." He thought about all the times Warrick and himself hadd caused trouble in the lab, and smiled. He felt something trickle down his cheeks, and it brought him back slightly. Focusing, Greg locked eyes with Nick. Time was short.

"Nick.. don't drown you are awesome my best friend" At one time, his only friend, but Greg could not was words, just had to get it out, fast "...Love you, man.. love you all " Greg felt the natural reaction of his body trying to rid the blood in his lungs, and couldn't help but feel a little scared as blood flew from his mouth with each cough. Greg knew it was just so he could live, but his lungs couldn't cough out all of the blood, and he felt himself drowning a bit. Quickly, he carried on, hoping he could get the rest out in time "Lots of fun best unrelated brother only brother man.." Greg raised a fist, hoping Nick would get the message, and was instantly rewarded with a fist bump. His hand dropped, and Greg suddenly felt unbelievibly tired..., "Secretly.. like country you get all my CDs 452 of them And my porn. Located Hodges' bottom left drawer, CSI handbook in lab . Under the counter in break room, Under Ecklie's desk some under Grissom's too " He smiled weakly as Nick smiled, and then, Greg felt his lungs start starting to try and seal themselves from the blood. Quickly, he grabbed Nick's arm, and whispered "In.. break room . Behind the T.V. in the corner . Find it "

His lungs, sensing that the blood would not stop anytime soon, did what it was programmed to do- shut down and hope it would be resuscitated soon. Greg felt himself start to panic as air just came to a stop, and he tried to breath, only gurgling the blood now caught in his throat. Quickly, the lack of oxygen took over, and the rest of his body started to shut down.

He had some much to say, so much to do, but his time was up. Greg knew it. He wasn't a quitter, no way. His body, on the other hand, had taken too much, and was shutting down. He felt tired, and it was comfortable in Nick's arms. A part of him thought he heard a door opening, and his nose filled with the scent of Sara. He smiled, glad that he was given a chance to meet such wonderful people.

And then, Greg Hojem Sanders' heart beat one more time... and the world went black.

The En-

Greg suddenly opened his eyes, blinking at the blinding light in front of him.

To be continued...