Disclaimer: not mine, (duh…)

Spoilers: Season 7

Greg gaped at McKean. "What?"

"You and are gong to tell the media that no body in this city is beyond the law, no matter who they are connected to."

"Is that how you want to spin this?" Sanders hook his head. No wonder the Bugman hates politics. "Cause I thought we weren't even supposed to be looking in that direction."

"It's called damage control. If the voters heard about this from another source, it wouldn't look good. This way We prove that no one is above the la and you get a nice commendation out of it for finding the truth." McKean told him. "It would help your reputation as well as mine."

Greg was liking politics less and less. He thought about the situation. "And all I have to do is tell them how you supported me the whole way." If felt wrong just thinking about it. "Or I could tell the truth and…"

"Destroy two careers?"

"Just yours." Greg stomped down the hall and away from the under sheriff. There was no way that was going to lie just to cover McKean's ass.

"Stop!"

Greg turned and looked at McKean. "I've got nothing left to say."

McKean shook his head. "I know, I may have made a mistake earlier."

"Coming from you, that's quite a concession."

"And smart ass comments aren't going to resolve this.." For a second McKean looked almost as tired as Sanders felt. "Look, I need to tell them something,"

"That's not my problem. I don't want to talk to the media, but I'm not going to lie if they ask me questions. I've got better things to do then ruin your career to look good in front of the media. This never was personal, as I far I'm concerned. Why don't you tell the press that we caught a vicious killer and maybe an accomplish?"

"Fair enough." the politician left the building.

Greg turned and found himself facing Horatio. "Hi."

"Sorry. I didn't mean to eavesdrop…"

"Never mind." Greg sighed, "At least he should leave me alone for awhile."

"Sounds like you two have a history."

Greg laughed sardonically. "Long story. Let's just say he's more interested in keeping his job then doing it."

Horatio smiled at him. "I actually meant to thank you. Nice job nailing Jack."

"Tell my supervisor as much, and we'll call it even." Greg said.

Horatio nodded. "No problem."

"Thanks." Greg's phone rang. "Sanders."

"Hello, Greggo."

"Hi, Dr. Nick."

"What?" the Texan didn't get the reference.

"Never mind. I take you got the father's prints."

"Match to the ones that Mandy lifted from the bomb. We're bringing him in now. Should be back in a few minutes."

"Cool. We shouldn't need a confession from him, and we've all ready got his son for the murder." Greg thought out loud. "Listen. I'll catch up with you later. I'm going write the report for Grissom. I'll catch up with you in a few hours.

"All right. See you a little while.

Break room, two hours later.


Grissom entered the dark, mostly empty room. He was pouring himself a cup of coffee, lost in his own thoughts when a loud snore brought the world around him back into focus,

Greg was curled up on the sofa, having dozed off after putting the report on his boss' desk. The long shift had finally caught up with him.

I guess even Greg has to sleep sometime. He had never seen his employee sit still for more then thirty seconds at a time. It seemed odd f\or Greg to be completely motionless.

He walked over and gently shook Greg to wake him.

""Lemme alone." Greg didn't even open his eyes. "I left my report on your desk."

Grissom shrugged. "I read it all ready. That's not what I wanted to talked to you for."

Greg opened his eyes and sat up. "Of course not."

"Horatio talked to me earlier, and he told me what you said to McKean."

"So?"

Grissom smiled at the young CSI. "I 'm proud of you for standing up to him. You also did a great job on the case. "

"Glad you think so."

"I'm got something for you." He handed Greg a CSI badge. "You are now a CSI level three."

"About dam time." They both turned to see Nick standing in the doorway. "Congrats, Greggo. You did a good job." He smiled, happy for his friend.

A/n: I'm still not happy with the ending, but at least it's something. I had a lot of other ideas, but this was getting longer then I wanted it too as it is. I do mean to put up an epilogue though. I also have an idea for a Greg/ Brass friendship peace set in New York, and it involves Ellie and an old friend of Greg's getting into trouble. May also include Bug and Nigel from Crossing Jordan, if you're interested.

Thank you for reading and reviewing,

-Lefty