Disclaimer: CSI belongs to someone else. If you are that someone, don't bother suing because I have no money and aren't making any with this.

Spoilers: Season 7 & Season 5 for Vegas and Miami, respectively.

A/N: Thank you all. Reviewers you guys are great. Story's almost done, but I will write a another (haven't decided on a title)

Greg woke in the hospital to find Sara curled up in the chair beside him. She was sound asleep. He felt a little woozy, but Greg figured it must've been the painkillers. He was in a hospital, after all.

His wrist was in a cast and his ribs still ached, but he felt a lot better than he had before. Greg thought about waking Sara up, but decided against it. She had probably been up worrying about him all night, or all day, he wasn't really sure. He looked around the room. Not seeing anything else of interest, he settled back and watched Sara sleep.

Meanwhile, Gil was talking to Alex. They had been looking over the x-rays to get a better understanding of what happened to Greg.

Alex studied them for second, and then turned to Gil. "I can see the two cracked ribs, along quite a few healed fractures. This isn't the first time something like this has happened to your boy, is?"

Gil thought a moment before answering. "He was attacked on the job about seven months ago. He saved a man's life." He didn't really want to go into detail.

Alex nodded and moved on to the next x-ray. "His ankle will most likely require surgery to heal properly." It had been broken at a peculiar angle, and limping around basement hadn't exactly helped the situation.

Gil looked at her. "How do you think it happened?"

"It looks like it happened in a fall, but I don't see any evidence that he tried to brace himself with his hands. That seems a little odd."

"Sara said his hand were bound when they found him, which also explains the abrasions on his wrists. That suggests he was tied up when he fell."

They moved on to last x-ray. Alex looked at the way it was broken. "It looks like someone hit him with something. Could be defensive, from trying to protect himself."

"A bat was found at the scene. Would that be consistent with that type of injury?"

"Makes sense." Alex agreed. "But why hit his wrist?"

"We won't know until someone gets his statement."

Back at the police station, Jack was questioning Savannah, but was getting nowhere fast. She was simply refusing to say anything expect "I want a lawyer." They were just glaring at each other from across the room when Horatio walked in.

"So, does Savannah have anything to say?"

"I want a lawyer." Caine looked at her. " Well, that's your right. I want know why you abducted a CSI."

She remained silent, instead shooting him a death threat with her eyes.

"Okay. You are going away for murder and attempted murder of a police officer." He still got no response from her. "Still not talking? Because if you won't I'm sure I can find someone else who's a little smarter than that."

"They won't talk you." Savannah sounded confident.

Caine nodded and an officer led Savannah out of the room. Jack looked at him. "We aren't getting anything out of her."

"I agree, detective, but you may find the other two a little more cooperative."

Jack nodded. "They're on the way over."

Grissom looked into the hospital room to find Greg watching Sara's sleeping form on the chair. Greg looked up when he heard Grissom enter his room.

"Hi." Gil offered a friendly smile.

Greg was surprised to see him. "Hi. So what brings you here?" he wondered.

"I came as soon as heard were missing."

"I feel so loved." Greg joked. Gil had to smile. It was typical Greg thing to say.

"How are you?" he asked, concerned for the young CSI.

"Not too bad, but that's probably the morphine talking." Greg laughed. "By the way, I think I may need to take a few days off."

Gil rolled his eyes. "No kidding. But seriously, are you okay?"

Greg sat up and looked him in the eye. "Certainly been better, but at least this time nobody died and I'm not being sued as far as I know."

The two of them sat in silence for a moment. Gil smiled at him, glad that Greg seemed okay.

A few hours later, Sara woke to find the two of then engaged in a chess match. She yawned, wondering how long she had been asleep.

Greg shifted attention from the epic chess battle he as having with Grissom when he heard Sara yawn.

"Hi, Sleeping Beauty." He greeted her. Sara just gave that Sara glare that drove him crazy.

"Morning, Sara." Gil said politely.

"What? It can't have been out that long."

"Relax, it's actually like eight o clock at night." Greg shook his head. Sara took everything so seriously.

Sara looked at the chessboard between Gil and Greg. "That could take a while. Greg was captain of the chess team thru high school and college."

"That explains why he beat me three games in a row." Gil wasn't surprised.

A/N: Okay, one chapter should finish it. Just gotta tie up the loose ends and such. Please review and try Ben & Jerry's ice cream. That stuff rules! Thank you for reading.