A/N- Again, I do not own CSI! Okay, another chapter. It's the longest chapter so far, my computer is acting weird, so I'm writing as much as I can while it's still working.

CHAPTER 8

Sara had done her report, so she practically had nothing to do at that moment. But she didn't want to go home just yet. She almost forgot that Nick was still in the room with her when he sighed.

"Nick, was Greg that bad?" she asked suddenly.

Nick nodded slightly, he was thinking of something, planning to do something. But he was not sure if it would do any good, what if he was just thinking too much, like what he just did earlier. They were silent for a few minutes, but neither of them noticed it. Both were back to their thoughts that were feeding them alive. Then Nick decided to go for it.

"Hey Sara, I'm gonna go for awhile," he stood up, and Sara looked up.

She realized she would be alone now that Nick was leaving, "Where are you heading?"

Nick hesitated for a minute, he wasn't sure if he should tell her. He was afraid that she might get mad at him. "I um…. I'm gonna go and check on…emm… Greg," he didn't told her the whole truth, yes he wanted to check on Greg, but he has his home key, and he was thinking of using it instead.

"I'll come too," Sara responded. She didn't realize it came out of her mouth but now that it did, she waited for Nick to answer.

Nick didn't want to let her down, so he nodded and both of them headed for the parking lot. Nick was driving, so Sara sat next to him in the car.

"What if he's not home?" asked Sara. They had been on the road for a few minutes, and none of them turned the radio on, so there was nothing to distract them from their thoughts. Is Greg okay? What's wrong with him? Will he be mad if we came? All these went to her mind.

"Well then he should be worried, Grissom wants him to go home not go play, so he better be sleeping,"

Sara gave a weak smile, she knew Greg loves to play but she also knew that he loves his job just as much. Greg wouldn't skip work to do such thing. Then, she beamed, and thought how much Greg loves his music, even though it's dreadful and she wondered when someone are bound to die from bleeding out their ears. Greg's music was symbolic of his totally wild and wacky personality! And then he loves his coffee, stashed somewhere from being used by the others; she giggled even thinking about it.

Her thoughts of what Greg loves were then on what she loves of Greg. She loves his sandy-brown hair, with his crazy different looks every now and then. She loves his jokes; he just didn't know how to stop, even if it was inappropriate at times. Her smile was broadened; she loves how he can't seem to stop talking, especially when Grissom was around.

It was a good thing that Nick was driving, or else he would've thought that she was crazy, smiling all by herself. Her worries were drowned for a while as she thought some more of Greg's wackiness, until she reached the point where she wondered how he was doing.

She tried calling his house, no answer; she tried his cell phone hoping he would pick up then. She heard a click, "Hello?" Nick was listening closely but was only disappointed when Sara shrugged as there was no respond from the other line.

"If he was sleeping, then we would be disturbing him won't we?" Sara asked again, she can't seem to stop worrying. She wanted to see Greg, but she didn't want to wake him up just to do that, that is if he was sleeping, what if something happened? She shook her head, Stop it! It's not like he's been missing!

Nick glanced at Sara, then eyes back on the road; she was worried just like him. He had to tell her, "Emm… yes," he heard Sara sighed. "But you see, I have his key,"

Sara turned to Nick, confused, why would he has Greg's key? Are they-? She thought for a second, No! No! It couldn't be…

Nick felt her eyes on him, "He called me earlier today; he left it back in the break room. Wanted me to keep it,"

Sara thought the last sentence gave her heart a thump. She turned her head back outside the window, they are… she thought, disappointed.

"I expected him to come-"

Sara was half listening, she didn't care what Nick has to say anymore. She felt a bit upset and moody somehow, she wondered how long they had been together.

"-said himself that he was gonna get it back tonight,"

Sara almost missed what he said, "What?" she asked.

"Well you don't expect me to keep it forever now would you?" Sara shrugged as a respond, which he found odd, "It's not like I'm his girlfriend," he stated.

"You're not?"

Nick was a bit surprised, "What!" he glanced at Sara, "No!"

Sara felt like smiling, but that would be too obvious, so she tried asking Nick some more questions. Just to make sure – she thought.

"Of course not, you're a man," she tried making it sounded as she wanted it to be. She thought Nick didn't catch up when he didn't respond to her.

"Sara, I'm not his boyfriend if that's what you're trying to say," he was irritated that she would even thought about it.

"Why not? You guys really get along with each other well,"

"Yes, and so am I with Warrick," he noted. He thought about what he said, that didn't sound right.

"So, Warrick huh?"

"Now what just a minute!"

Sara giggled, relieved at the same time. "Okay then,"

"I know where this is going," Sara stopped, she felt a bit guilty, "Okay fine! I may not have the best charm to get girls, but I'm busy, you know that," Nick didn't like the conversation, "But don't accuse me of trying to get to Greg or Warrick just because they're my friends that I can actually talk to and trust," bitterness seeping through his voice.

Sara bit her lip, "I'm sorry Nick, I didn't mean it that way," not at first- she thought. But she really were sorry, she didn't know what had gotten into her. "I was rude,"

Nick slowed down as they reached their destination, "That's alright, you're just tired," and he stopped the car outside Greg's house. "Now really, don't worry about it," he assured Sara. "Right now, I'm more concerned about Greg,"

They both turned to look at Greg's house. Nick remembered the last time he was there, along with Warrick. They were having games over at his house. From what he remembered, it was simple and yet cozy with the garage situated at the right side of the house like any other typical housing.

"Let's go," he told Sara, which she agreed and the pair got out of the vehicle.

Nick parked directly facing the front door; therefore they just walked straight to it. He knocked a few times on the door, no answer came. He walked to his right and peeked at the garage, Greg's car was there so he went back to Sara who tried another attempt to knock.

Nick glanced at his watch, almost ten and it was starting to rain. No lights came from the house, but the only window they could see was the kitchen area. "Greg could be in his bedroom," he stated, he pulled Greg's key and looked at Sara for confirmation. She nodded and so he started to unlock the front door.

They entered as the door opens, the kitchen and dining area to their left facing the living area, Greg's room ahead of them. Nick switched open the lights having been there once, while Sara just stood still and studied the area. The garage is here, she thought as she turned to her right. She walked a few steps ahead, towards Greg's room, but she stopped as she saw another room to her right.

"Bathroom," Nick stated as he saw her stopped. She nodded and he watched while she made her way to check it.

Sara opened the door and switched on the lights, -no Greg. The bathroom looks as if it had never been used; towels folded neatly undisturbed, toothpaste still in its package, no dirty cloths anywhere. She figured Greg must've had another bathroom in his room. She walked back to Nick, he figured he wasn't there. Now they were outside Greg's door, the only room left uncheck.

They were unsure whether to go in or leave, since they can see faint lights from his room, it's clear that he was home. Sleeping most likely, they should've known. Sara told Nick that they might as well visit him since they already broke into his house and got that far. Nick was hesitant but he can't argue, he himself was the one who wanted to come here with the plans.

Sara knocked on the door, not surprised there were no respond. She opened it and entered the room, Nick behind her. The room was simple, bed in the middle, bookshelves on the left, another bathroom on the right, just like any other room, except for Greg who was lying on the bed, sleeping- and so they thought.

"Greg?" Sara sat down on the edge of the bed. Greg was awake, but it seems as if he was barely opening his eyes. "How are you doing?" she could hear him breath, he must've been really tired, she thought.

Nick stood next to the bed, he smiled when he looked at him, "Hey, sorry I had to use your key," he was expecting Greg to respond, he was clearly awake but he didn't. He thought he was mad and tried to ignore them, but he saw that all he did since they came in was nothing; he reached out to feel his forehead, "Sara! He's burning up,"

Sara tried to look at them; it was a bit dark in the room, the bedside lamp was the only source of light. Nick ordered her to switch on the lights, which she did immediately.

"Hey buddy, you okay?" Nick held Greg in a sitting position, Greg was starting to trembled, his breathing was becoming deeper and Nick can feel the heat emitted by his body. A film of sweat was forming on Greg's forehead.

Greg didn't respond, it was as if he was lifeless, he can't make his muscle to move, and Nick's hold was the only thing that supported him. "He's having trouble breathing," Nick was trying to comfort him; his eyes were fixed to Greg, waiting for him to respond, making sure he's alright.

Sara turned to Greg who had firmly closed his eyes and was now gasping for breath, "Nick we need to get him to the hospital,"

Nick nodded, he put an arm around Greg's waist and placed Greg's arm over his own shoulder. She came along to help but Nick insisted that he got it. Greg grimaced as he was being heaved to stand.

Sara was pulling the sheets aside from getting in their ways and was shocked when she saw a deep cut running down the calf of his leg. "Nick!" she gasped, "He's bleeding!"

He immediately turned to where she indicated. The foot of the bed was stained with a lot of blood. He looked down to the back of Greg's leg and was stunned when he saw it, didn't know that Greg was pleading him to stop, he can't handle his own weight.

"Nick! He's bleeding, he can't walk!" Sara yelled. Even though Greg didn't say a word, she can read his face. Nick was still holding him up, balancing him as he stands. He was panicking, and so was Sara.

TBC

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A/N- I would like to remind you that the last time we saw Greg, he was with Lana. But how did he go back to his home? X)

Nobody's Love- Thanks, lol Yes I think you're right. I might consider it.

Zuenira Azure- Stop poking me! XP And Yay! Really? X) I sure hope so, but I'm still having trouble at certain part sometimes. You know, this is weird! I'm still not used to your name! X)

Farrahmack- Yeah! Who shot Sherlock! X) Of course, but I haven't watch taxi yet.