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No one knew what to say, but their thoughts were running a million miles per hour. So many things had happened in the past eight years and just now they were thinking of why it was happening. They were CSIs, they should have seen it. They were all so use to dealing with the dead or dieing that they did not notice what was going on right around them. So many questions were left unanswered. When did this start? Who was behind this? How many players were in on this, and the all important one, who was next?

"What about Sara?" Everyone looked over to where Greg was still huddled on the couch beside Nick.

"What do you mean Greg?" Catherine asked.

"If all of this has been going on for years, but what about Sara? Wouldn't she be in danger too? I mean she is in California where we can't protect her." Greg looked straight at Grissom for the answer.

"When was the last time you talked to her Gil?" Brass questioned.

"About four days ago. The day before Warrick was found at Gedda's place. She said she was in the process of moving again and that she would be out of range for a little while. She said she would phone as soon as she could." Everyone nodded their heads and hoped that she would call soon so they could fill her in and hopefully have her come home.

"So what do we do now? We all suspect someone high up is after us. How do we all remain safe and keep Warrick safe. We are down another CSI now, and they will need us there around the clock." Nick exclaimed as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Right now we need to keep level heads. If this does go high up we need to play it like we have no clue that we know. If someone gets even a whiff that we know, we will be targets before we even realize it." Grissom conveyed to everyone.

"Who do we trust though? Outside of the people in this room, who can we trust?" Greg questioned. To him there was no one outside of this room he could trust. What happens when he goes home alone? Would they come after him then? How would he survive? He felt a hand on his back and looked over to Nick. He could see the worry in his eyes too, but he knew he had to be strong.

Just then they heard feet on the floor running to their door. "I heard Greg's plan went down, I am so sorry." They all looked over to the face of Conrad Ecklie.

"It's ok Conrad, Greg is fine. He never got on his plane." Grissom motioned to where Greg was sitting.

"Oh, that's good." They all did not like the tone Ecklie had when he said that. It seemed that he was almost disappointed that Greg was still alive. "Well we need all of you out at that scene. There is a lot to go over and we need every CSI out there."

"Someone needs to be here if something happens to Warrick's condition." Catherine said.

"I can't do that Catherine. We need everyone out there." Ecklie said in a commanding tone.

"That is not possible Conrad. I will not let Greg go out there. That was his plane and I do not believe he will be able to handle seeing it up close." Grissom said in a commading voice of his own. Ecklie looked like he was about to object but then his whole facial expression changed.

"All right Grissom. Only Sanders stays though. Everyone, including Brass, needs to pack up and get out there ASAP." Ecklie said as he left the room and pulled out his cell phone.

"Did anyone else get the creeps from how he just changed his mind like that?" Nick said. Everyone nodded their heads in agreement.

"I don't want to be here alone guys. What if something happens or someone comes after either of us?" Greg started to freak out again, and Grissom came over and knelt down in front of him.

"Greg look at me." Grissom waited until Greg was looking at him before he continued. "I know you are scared by all of this, I am too." Greg shook his head in disbelief.

"You're Grissom, you don't get scared."

"Yes I do Greg, especially when I know any of you are in danger. I need you here Greg. I need you here to look after Warrick. He can't look after himself right now and if anyone tries anything he can't say no. I need you to be his voice. He needs you right now Greg. You faced down that gang before, and now I need you to face down Warrick's demons. I promise that we will call every hour to check up on you, and we will return as soon as we can." Grissom reassured Greg.

"I promise G, if anything happens and you are unsure just call us and we will be here ASAP. I don't want to leave either of you guys, but we need to act like we don't know something else is going on here." Nick said as he gripped Greg's shoulder to comfort him.

"That's right Greg, if you need us just call." Brass said. "I am going to get going. I got Turner and Jacobs here. I trust both of them Greg and unless they are really need they will be here. I will meet you all at the scene."

"Wait Brass I will come with you." Catherine said as she bent down in front of Greg where Grissom had been just a minute ago. "Protect him for me Greg. I will be back as soon as I can." Catherine kissed the top of Greg's head and left with Brass.

"I am going to talk to the doctor and nurse to see where Warrick is and if we can't get you in the room with him." Grissom said as he walked out.

"You going to be ok G?" Nick asked as he turned to face Greg.

"Not really Nicky, but I have to be. To tell you the truth, I am terrified. I never expected to be in this type of situation." Nick just nodded his head. In a few short days they had one of their own gunned down and another almost died in a plane crash. Now they had the revelation that this might not be coincidence, this might be planned. May whatever deity is out there, protect them all right now.

They both looked up when Grissom came back in with the doctor, a male nurse, and a female nurse. "Greg you know the doctor. This is Nurse Jackson and Nurse Anderson. Doctor Tanner recommended them both."

"Yes Greg. I had a feeling that you all would catch my drift when I mentioned about someone to get you all. I have been a doctor in here for a long time and I know there are some crooked doctors and nurses in here. Since I am the primary doctor, I will be assigning people to Warrick. I have a special button for you to press that will alert me and these two wherever they might be. If a nurse should come into the room that is not either of these two, I want you to press it right away. I have these two plus about four more nurses that will be assigned to Warrick on different shifts. Either I or one of these two will introduce you to them. I want you to feel safe in here Greg." Greg nodded at that. He did feel a little better that he would have direct communication to these people. Grissom's phone rang just then and he walked out in the hall to answer it.

"We have moved Warrick to a private room near the ICU. We have a spare bed set up in there for you. If something should happen to Warrick, we want you to press that button. I have assigned them to a few other patients, but they are all near to you." Doctor Tanner reassured him. He felt truly bad that this young man had to be the first to stay with Warrick.

"Nick we need to go. Ecklie is getting pissed and threatening to get cops to come get us." Grissom exclaimed.

Nick put a hand on Greg's shoulder as he stood up. "It will be ok Greg. Tell Warrick he is in all of our thoughts." It was hard on Nick to leave the hospital. He still felt really guilty for what happened. He also worried how Greg would handle seeing Warrick like he probably imagined he was.

"Ok guys, you better go before they send SWAT in after you." Greg gave a weak smile as they both left.

"All right Greg; let's get you settled in with Warrick." The doctor said as he lead Greg and the nurses down to Warrick's room. The doctor opened the door and motioned Greg to enter. Greg took a deep breath and entered the room.

(MEANWHILE)

ring ring ring ring

"Hello." A female voice said.

"He's still alive." A tired male voice stated.

"What do you mean he is still alive!?" The female voice yelled.

"He never got on the plane. The others stopped him."

"You better fix this and fast, before he gets mad at both of us!"

"We are trying our best."

"Well do better or we are all dead. You know what you have to do."

The phone was slammed down in his ear. The man shut his cell phone and looked down at the plane wreckage in front of him.

"What now?" Another male voice questioned.

"I will stay here and you go keep an eye on Sanders and Brown. If it seems like any of them start to know what's going on, the orders are to terminate them." The other man just nodded his head and walked back to his car to go to the ER. He secretly hoped for any of these people that they knew nothing. To terminate someone was worse than death itself.

So what do you think?

Who are these people?

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