A/N: second chapter of the day. It's only short, but there is a lot more to come. The more reviews I receive the more I'll post. Thanks for everyones support!
Enjoy and take care.
Paige
Chapter Three
It was coming to the end of shift and Grissom needed to tell everyone about what the doctor had said. He needed to cut down his work load, but he couldn't do it without the others thinking that he wasn't himself. And that was the truth. Gil Grissom had always been a private man, keeping himself to himself.
Grissom sat in the break room, waiting for the rest of his team to return from their crime scenes. He had finished his hours ago. A petti theft. Case closed. Easy.
The others, well, Warrick, Catherine and Nick had a double at the Palms and Greg had a missing person.
The rest of the gang arrived at the same time, more or less, and met outside the main doors.
"Hey guys, took you long enough." Greg and Nick were sat on the concrete steps that led up to Las Vegas Crime Lab (LVCL), wide smiles plastered on their faces.
Catherine, Warrick and Jim Brass trotted up the stairs, their hands full of evidence.
"Do shut up and help take this lot in." Catherine threw the boys in of her 'death' looks and continued towards the building, leaving the blokes to catch up with her.
After locking the evidence up in the volt, the gang headed over to the break room for coffee. Only to find Grissom slouched in one of the chairs.