A/N- Disclaimer as usual, as promised, another chapter and look, like I said this chapter will be longer than usual.

CHAPTER 6

Lana stood still as she watched Greg made his way to his car and swallowed some pills. She didn't know what he took but was sure something was bothering him as he rests his head on the steering wheel. She glanced at her watch and looked back at her passenger's seat. Everything was set. Eyes set to Greg, she watched while he began to relax.

Moments later she saw Greg's car brought to live and with no delay she did the same thing. Greg drove out of the parking lot towards the exit and without any hesitation Lana followed him, making sure she kept her distance.

Greg seemed to careless about his surroundings, he didn't even noticed when an SUV had been following him for the past 10 minutes. Lana on the other hand was aware that she was as if invisible to him, but she was smart not to let that be a reason for her to drove near him.

Moments later Lana had to slowed down and further her distance with Greg. They arrived at what almost look like a forgotten area. It was a quiet place, almost looked as if no one lives there. But she was proved wrong, there were a few cars parked outside the building and it's most likely that the resident was still out working at whatever job they have. But Greg continued on driving.

Not long after they arrived, Greg parked his car near a store which sat next to the building. She thought the place was dull. She didn't want to take a risk and went in the store with him. Instead, she stayed in her car and studied Greg.

Greg only stopped there to restock his pills, so Lana didn't really have to wait long for him to be on his way back to his car. It didn't happen of course, she saw Greg on the ground as the thief grabbed his wallet, and she immediately got out of the car.

She heard gunshot and was relieved to see that it was Greg himself that triggered it. Slowly and carefully she made her way down to the alley where both Greg and the thief were. She hid herself behind a load of boxes that was stacked nearby, with shadow to help her from being seen.

She watched as Greg took back his wallet then yelled at the man to leave, and noticed the sprained leg as he himself head back to the direction where he first came. He was moving slow, slightly limping and she was about to grab that opportunity but was glad she didn't.

"Hey Nick!"

Greg had called Nick, someone she didn't really want to think of at that moment. Her head was set fully to Greg, and she's determined not to be distracted.

Unfortunately, that was exactly what she did. She was half listening to Greg's conversation, something about coffee and key. Half her mind going through her options, there could be so many options, so many to pick from but from where she stands, Greg was her only choice.

"You're not tired?"

These words brought her back from her thoughts. What!

For a moment she thought Greg was directing it to her. If it was, she would've been shocked; it would mean that Greg knew, saw her and that she just blew the whole thing up. Still, she answered it –Of course! She then started ranting to herself, to her thoughts with all that she had to go through in her life.

When she saw that Greg almost reached his car, she thought it was too late to go back to hers. Without wasting another time, she looked around, searching for anything that might help.

A stack of wood laid on the ground, Good enough! – She thought, she grabbed one and made her way silently behind Greg.

Greg with his sprained leg was an advantage to her, he was walking at a snail's pace and when Lana was sure she was close enough, she smacked him at the back of his head. The wood that she choose was not too thick, but enough to put Greg out with her effort.

Greg slumped on the ground; Lana stood still and looked at him before she realized that people might see them. She searched him for his car key and found it on his right pocket. Oddly, it was the only key that she found.

She unlocked the doors and started the engine, and quickly she lifted Greg up and positioned him at the passenger's seat.

"I don't know who you are Greg," she began to talk, "But you are the one that will change everything,"

Lana went back to her car; the stolen car, she got it a few days ago but she didn't need it anymore. When she got all her stuff, she went back to Greg.

"Greg," she called, there were no respond from him.

Greg was placed in a sitting position, slightly bleeding from the attack. Lana just stared at him. Part of her wanted him to talk with her; the other wanted to get this over with.

She agreed with the other one, she opened her bag and pulled out a case. Glanced back at Greg making sure he was still before she pulled out a syringe out of the box.

"Greg, you better pray and hope this goes well for us," she took off the lid and without any hesitation; she thrust the needle into him and slowly pushed the syringe to release the content.

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Sara was heading for Grissom's office only to find that he was not in the room. She was about to leave and almost bumped into Catherine at the doorway.

"Oh," Catherine managed to stop her track, she wasn't looking and so did Sara she thought. "Sorry Sara,"

"That's alright," Sara saw Catherine was trying to peek into the room, she was slightly annoyed. "He's not there,"

Catherine gave her a small grin, her eyes still in the room. She wanted to make sure, not that she didn't trust Sara, but she was a bit anxious and she has a habit of needing to see with her own eyes to confirm. "Where is he?"

Sara shrugged, "I don't know, that's why I need you to move Cath, so I can find him,"

Catherine realized she was blocking her way; she stepped back and let Sara out of the door.

Both of them had an idea where he might be, so they ended up walking together.

"So what's up?" Sara asked, but Catherine seemed to be lost in her thoughts, and she didn't hear her. "Cath you alright?"

"What.. Oh nothing?" She was telling the truth, she was only worried about Greg, it's almost nine and he's not there yet. Only worried, so it's nothing, it's not like he couldn't take care of himself, but he didn't answer her call and she was starting to get worried.

"Hey Cath snap out of it,"

Catherine looked up at her, confused.

"Yeah right, nothing," Sara chuckled.

The pair entered the break room, Nick, Warrick and Grissom looked up as they did.

"Hello ladies," Nick grinned. Both Sara and Catherine smiled back, but they ignored him.

"Ouch!" teased Warrick. "Man you need to work more on your charm,"

"What?" Nick turned his head to Warrick, "Like you're any better than me, look man, I know you're just jealous,"

"Yeah," Warrick nodded, Nick surprised that he did, and so did the rest. "Especially that hot chick that was on a date with you the other night,"

Nick confused, he didn't remember any girl, "What chick? I don't remember asking anyone out; I don't think I met anyone the past few weeks,"

"Exactly!" claimed Warrick. Nick glared at him, but he and the rest was laughing, and he couldn't resist it and he eventually gave a chuckle.

A moment later Grissom got a call and they fell silence as his face turned serious. They all looked at him, unsure of what to expect, but they can sensed something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Nick asked as Grissom turned to face them, he out of the rest felt that they should be worried.

"What makes you think we have a problem?" Grissom asked.

"I dunno, you tell us,"

Grissom didn't answer him; all he did was stood there and glanced at them every now and then.

"I don't know how to tell you this," he looked back at them and sighed heavily, "But…"

TBC

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A/N-Sorry, I had to stop, I need to wake up early tomorrow. Thanks for reading 8D now I need to figure out what happens next, which two other CSI should I pick?.....hm.. hope you enjoyed it