Greg joined Nick and Hodges in the trace lab. "Our John Doe had sex with Mrs. Thompson before she died."
"We have a motive, that's good. The glass is from the car window, but that's no surprise," Nick said with a smile on his face.
"But why would Mr. Thompson kill John Doe, put him in the trunk, drive home, kill his wife, calls 911 and keeps the car in the garage while dozens of police officers come into his home? Why didn't he get rid of the body? He had plenty of time."
"Maybe he hoped you wouldn't find the body? After all you didn't. If Nick didn't have a hunch, we'd still not know about this," Hodges said, joining the conversation.
"The question is, where is Mr. Thompson hiding?"
"No," Hodges said, "The question is... Why is Julian watching us?"
Nick and Greg turned around to look at him, but Julian quickly turned away, acting as if he wasn't watching them.
"...He probably would like to talk about this case, too..." Greg said insecure, hoping Hodges would believe it.
"Why? He never cared about the outcome of a case."
Nick kept looking at Julian. "Maybe I should go talk to him."
"Nick, I asked you not to..." Greg whispered to him.
"What's going on?" Hodges asked confused.
"Nothing, we need to go." Greg grabbed Nick's arm and walked him out the lab into a layout room.
"Nick, I told you to give it a rest! I told him I'm not gay and he won't bother me anymore!"
Nick rolled his eyes. "Yeah, great, he's not bothering you anymore, now he's stalking you!"
"Oh please, don't blow this out of proportion! He was just looking in our direction, we don't even know if he actually looked at us!"
"Since when are you so naïve? He was not just looking at you, he was STARING at you!"
"So what? Give him some time, he'll get over it!"
"Let me talk to him! Just five minutes and he'll leave you alone for good!"
"Come on, Nick! I see him almost every day, I don't want him to feel uncomfortable around me because YOU want to yell at him." Greg sat down at the table.
"I don't WANT to yell at him. I just want to tell him that there are boundaries he needs to respect."
"Don't you think he knows that? It's fine, really. He just had a crush, but it's over. Promise me AGAIN you won't say anything to him!"
Nick, again, rolled his eyes. "I promise I won't say anything to him... IF he stops staring at you."
Greg rolled his eyes. "Fair enough... Now come on, let's get home."
Right now, there was nothing for Greg and Nick to do but to wait for the police to find Mr. Thompson. All the evidence was done processing or being processed right now, so they were able to go home after an eight hour shift. After pulling a lot of double shifts, it was nice to have some free time on their hands, so Greg decided to do some grocery shopping, go home and enjoy the free time.
After he was done with the shopping, he drove home, not noticing that he was being followed.
He walked up to his apartment, opened the door, put the keys on a side table and put the groceries into the kitchen. He turned on the playstation and sat down on the couch, starting to play a video game. After playing for a few minutes, his cell phone rang.
"Hey Nick. Yeah. Mhm, sure. One hour? Great, see you later!"
When he put the cell phone on the coffee table, he heard a knock on the door and got up to see who it was.
"Julian?" he said rather surprised.
"Hey Greg. I need to talk to you, can I come in?"
"Uhm... I don't know, Julian... I don't think that's a good idea..." Greg felt really stupid refusing to let Julian in, but he had a bad feeling about it.
"Please, it's important! I'll just need a minute!" Julian pushed the door open, shoved Greg back inside and walked in, letting the door shut behind him.
"Julian, what the hell?" Greg said both angry and scared. What was Julian up to? "Stay here." Greg walked over to his cell phone and picked it up.
"What are you doing?" Julian walked over to him.
"Depends on why you're here," Greg said, trying to look confident. But his fear was quite noticeable.
"Are you scared of me? I just want to talk to you! You said we were friends, then why can't I come in?"
"Alright, what is it you want to talk about?" Greg offered Julian to sit down, but kept standing himself.
A longer monologue about Julian worrying about Greg when he's out in the field followed. Greg didn't know what to say, so he just let Julian do the talking.
"You know, when I heard that someone threatened you with a gun... I was furious! I was scared, worried and furious! What if something happens to you?" Julian frowned.
"Well, I... Since when do you care? You didn't seem to care the last times my life was in danger, why now?"
"Because we're friends now!" Julian said as if it wasn't weird that he didn't care about a colleague from work when he almost died, but cared so much now that they were friends.
Greg sighed. "We all do our best not to get into dangerous situations, but it happens from time to time. There's nothing I can do about."
"You could get back to working in the lab again!"
"What?" Greg laughed, but stopped when he saw Julian's serious face. "Well, first of all, I don't want to. I like being a CSI. And second, working in the lab doesn't guarantee me that I won't get hurt. Didn't they tell you about the one time I almost died in an explosion at the lab?"
When he saw Julian's face he knew it was a bad idea to tell him about it.
"Oh my god, that's horrible!" Julian was fighting back tears.
"What's going on with you? You're really creeping me out... Listen. I'll be fine. Don't worry, okay?" Greg gave him a sincere smile. Despite the fact that Julian was a creep in general, Greg thought it was kind of sweet that he cared so much about him. He hoped it wasn't because he had a crush on him, but because he really cared about the friendship Julian thought they had.
Julian smiled and walked over to Greg, causing him to back up a bit.
Noticing Greg's rather winced face impression, Julian said, "Please don't be scared..." and walked up close enough to hug Greg.
"Julian..."
"Yeah?" he said while still hugging Greg.
"Please let go off me and leave now, okay?"
"Mhm." Julian nodded but didn't do it.
"Julian, come on!" Greg pushed him away.
At the same moment, Nick came in. "Greg? Is everything okay? Your door was open..." When he saw Greg trying to get out of Julian's embrace, his concerned face impression quickly turned into an angry one. "What's going on?"
Julian finally let go of Greg. "Oh, Nick, hi. What are you doing here?"
"What' I'M doing here?"
"Nick..." Greg shook his head, trying to intervene. "Julian was just on his way out..."
Julian looked at his watch. "Well, what are you guys up to? I could stay for another hour or so..."
Seeing Nick's reaction, Greg quickly said, "I'm sorry, but... We kind of need to be alone right now..."
"I don't know, Greg. Maybe he could stay and explain to me what the hell he's doing here..." Nick said with a sarcastic grin on his face.
Julian raised an eyebrow. "Maybe I'll come by another time."
"Yeah well, maybe not." Nick was looking at Julian aggressively.
"Okay, Julian, drive home safe..." Greg lead Julian out, but Julian stopped in the doorway, turning around to face him and talk to him.
While he was talking to him, Greg nervously glanced to Nick every now and then, trying to rush Julian out the door.
When he finally made it, he closed the door and walked up to Nick. "Was that necessary?"
"What? I was just trying to help you!"
Greg sat down on the couch and sighed. "I didn't need your help. Everything was fine."
"Stop saying that. Nothing's fine! He keeps showing up here, what's this about?" Nick sat down as well.
"He's just trying to be a good friend... He got the message, don't worry."
"Yeah, that was a VERY friendly hug there..."
"Shut up!" Greg said with a smile on his face, playfully throwing a pillow at Nick.