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Greg walked towards the salesroom. He could hear Spencer and the suspect. "...Spencer?" he said while fearfully taking steps towards the two. He found the two rolling around the floor, each one of them trying to subdue the other. Both failed, so they kept on struggeling. Greg couldn't help much with his hands behind his back, but when he saw the gun lying near them, he quickly walked over to kick it away. He then picked it up and fired a shot behind his back.

Spencer and the suspect both startled, and Spencer used the opportunity to finally subdue the suspect. He handcuffed him and took the gun from Greg.

"Thank god..." Greg said relieved. "Could you uncuff me now, please?"

Spencer patted himself up and down. "I don't have the keys."

"What? Come on, my arms' starting to hurt."

"Sorry, bro."

"What the hell happened here?" Nick said surprised as he and two officers entered the shop. Other officers were standing outside.

"What are you doing here?" Greg had a relieved smile on his face.

"We heard through the radio that you guys were waiting for backup. When we heard shots fired, we just had to see if it was coming from here." He looked Greg up and down. Then, he noticed the bleeding wound on his throat. "Oh no, what happened to you guys? We need a paramedic in here!" he yelled outside.

"No, there's no need for a paramedic. Just uncuff me, will you?"

Nick did. "You might need one, though," Nick said to Spencer while he grabbed a cloth to press on Greg's wound.

Greg grabbed the cloth out of Nick's hand and pressed it on the wound himself.

"I'm fine, too. Don't worry." Spencer walked out of the store.

Greg, Nick and Sara planned a night out in a bar. Greg wasn't really feeling like hanging out in a bar late at night after this hard day, but they planned this night a few days ago and he didn't want to let his friends down. When they entered the bar, Greg was surprised to see Spencer hanging out with a few colleagues from work. They looked at each other for a moment and nodded to each other. It was rather awkward.

"Still mad at you?" Sara asked as they sat down in a booth.

"I guess so. I didn't even get a chance to thank him today... He just walked away, didn't talk to me."

"Just forget him, man. It's what you wanted, right? You two are nothing but colleagues anymore."

"This is not what I wanted, Nick. He hates me," Greg replied rather sad.

"He just needs some time, I'm sure he'll forgive you once he realizes why you said those things."

"There's no excuse for what I said." He looked over to Spencer. "Maybe I should just walk up to him and thank him."

Nick rolled his eyes. "For doing his job? Leave him alone, Greg. It's better that way, trust me."

Of course, Greg didn't listen to what Nick had to say and walked up to Spencer. "Hey Barry. Can we talk?" They stepped aside. Greg could feel Spencer's colleagues eyeing him up and down. Obviously, they knew what was going on between the two. Greg was quite nervous and wasn't sure how to get the conversation started. "...How's your hand?..."

Spencer nodded. "It's alright. Just needed some stitches. Your neck?"

"Band-aid was all I needed. ...I just thought I should thank you... What you did today was brave."

"It's my job, Greg. It's nothing."

"Still, thank you..." He smiled at him. It was a very insecure, but sincere smile.

After a short moment of silence, Spencer decided it was time to say something. "I know you didn't mean those things you said. I hope what I did today shows you that you can trust me. I risked my life to save yours today."

"I know... And I'm really sorry..."

Spencer had a big smile on his face as he hugged Greg. "It's alright, buddy. Have fun with your friends!" He walked back to his colleagues.

For the rest of the night, Greg was in a great mood. Spencer forgave him and, although there was still a lot of questions concerning Spencer's feelings for Greg, he was just glad they made up. Still, he decided to keep a distance to him. But this wasn't something he thought about right now. Right now, he was just enjoying himself, having a few drinks and having fun with his friends. The hours passed and Sara headed home. It was only Nick and Greg left, and both men were quite tired and decided to call it a night.

But before they went home, Greg went to the restroom. He was a little tipsy, but not drunk. Opening the door, he found Spencer walking out of one of the stalls. "Goodnight, Greg," he said while passing him by and patting his shoulder.

"Night," he replied smiling.

Two women giggled as they walked out of the same stall, briefly looking at Greg and leaving the restroom. It took Greg a moment to process what he just saw, then it hit him.

"You know..." Greg said as him and Nick left the bar, "I wonder how I could've ever thought that Spencer had feelings for me..."

"Why would you say that?" Nick asked confused. He was already a little drunk.

"He might be promiscuous, but he's not gay. Just trust me on this one..."