Disclaimer: CSI is not mine, but I own this iMac and an orange. Ha I have an Apple and an orange. Sorry if that was dumb Oops, Just ate the orange, and it was tasty. :p

Spoilers: All episodes that have aired in the US.

A/N: Thanks you reviewers. Have an orange. There're good for you ;) Anyway, mostly just wrapping this story up, sorry this chapter is so short.

Sara held Greg's hand as they waited for the ambulance to come. He was going in and out of consciousness. She looked at his injuries, but nothing seemed life threatening. Greg had clearly been beaten. She could see bruises and dried blood on his face. Greg smiled weakly at her. "I'm glad you found me."

"Shhh, don't talk. We've got an ambulance coming. You just relax." Sara also took note of the severe abrasions on Greg's wrists. She also noted that his right wrist looked broken, as did his left ankle. Clearly, Savannah and her henchmen hadn't been gentle. Sara would make sure that got what they deserved for hurting her Greggo.

Caine watched as Jack called the dispatcher to check on the paramedics. His dog seemed fixated on a spot near Greg. He absently wondered what the dog was barking at. The suspects were already in custody, and he knew they would have to process what was left of the building as well as CSI Sanders. He and Jack would need to get a statement, but that could wait. Right now he was wondering what was taking the ambulance so long.

After what seemed like an eternity, the paramedics arrived to take Greg to the hospital. They quickly loaded him into the back of the ambulance. Sara gave Horatio a questioning look. He nodded, knowing Greg needed a friend with him right now. Sara followed Greg and medics into the ambulance.

Horatio turned to the rest of his team. "Let's get this scene processed."

In the ambulance, Sara questioned one of the paramedics. "Is he going to be okay?"

One of them looked up at her. He looked at her. "I don't see anything life-threatening, but we can't be sure until we get to the hospital. Your friend has a concussion, a few cracked ribs, as well as a broken wrist and ankle."

Sara nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She held Greg's hand all the way to the hospital, but they were separated when they reached the ER. Greg was rushed off to fully assess his injuries. All Sara could do as wait. She decided to make a phone call in the meantime. She quickly dialed Grissom's number.

It rang for a moment, then she heard a tired sounding, "Grissom."

"Hi. We found Greg, and he's at the hospital now. I don't know the full extent of his injuries, but he should be okay."

"That's great news." Gil sounded relieved. "My flight should be landing soon. I'll meet you at the hospital in about an hour."

"Thanks" Sara hung up the phone. She sat in one the waiting room chairs, suddenly feeling the full effect of the day's events. She closed her eyes, trying to relax.

Someone was shaking her shoulder. Sara opened her eyes to find herself staring at Gil Grissom. "Hey." Sara sighed, having almost fallen asleep.

"Sara?" She looked up to see that Grissom had arrived. She smiled at him.

"Sorry, it's been a long day."

Gil dropped into the chair beside her. "I know. So what happened, exactly?" He still wasn't clear on some of the details. Sara explained it to him in her usual matter-of-fact way, but he knew she very distressed about what had happened to friend.

"You care about him a lot." He said in a neutral tone. Even he had noticed the way the two of them looked at each other. Gil knew all he really wanted was for Sara to be happy, so it hadn't really bothered him.

In the awkward moment, the doctor came out. "Are you here for Greg Sanders?"

"Yes, how is he?" Sara said anxiously.

"The x-ray showed two cracked ribs, a fractured wrist, and his ankle was broken as well. Sanders also has a concussion, but he should recover."

"Can we see him?" Grissom asked.

"He's sedated at the moment, but he can have visitors in a few hours. Just keep in mind he needs to rest."

"Thanks."

The doctor walked away, just as Calligh and Alex approached. They quickly spoke with doctor, and then. Calligh went to get his clothes for processing. Horatio had made sure they followed protocol to the letter. They didn't want the suspects to get off on some technicality. Alex had come mostly to confirm Greg's injuries were with consistent assault.

A/N: One more chapter to go. Well, maybe two. Notice my not so subtle attempt at addressing the GSR. I would like to hear your thoughts on this. I also like oranges. (that was random.) More seriously, a sequel will be in the works when I'm finished, so keep an eye out for it. Thanks everyone!