You Think You Know 7/?

Disclaimer: I only own Greg's girlfriend…for now.

Rating: R

Summary: Something is wrong with Greg but no one knows what it is. What happens when Sara finds out and informs the rest of the group? Read and find out.

After Greg's somewhat confession, Sara almost wanted to bolt from the room to call Brass and Grissom and have them take care of Greg's so-called girlfriend, but the look of sheer fear on the techs face had her thinking otherwise.

Now, she sat staring almost unmovingly at his fragile form, the fear of leaving his side taking over. A soft whimper from his lips jolted her from her reverie. "No…no…."

Jumping from her seat, she moved to his bedside. Placing a hand on his shoulder, she gently shook it. "Hey Greg…its okay…your fine."

Hearing her gentle voice and comforting words, his eyes fluttered open. "Sara?"

"Yeah?"

"Would…would you lay with me?" His voice ladened with husk from his hours of sleep and strong pain meds.

"Uhhh…" Slightly stunned at his question, Sara nodded, stuttering. "Su…sure." Moving to sit on the side of the bed she felt his fragile body inch the other way. "No Greg, its okay, don't move."

Shaking his head, Greg hissed. "I asked you to lay with me, not fall on the floor." The searing pain from his move ate at him as he watched Sara settle in front of him, his arm subconsciously moving around her. "Thank you."

Feeling his chin slowly settle deeper into her shoulder, as he fell back into a deep slumber, she let out a sigh. "Your…welcome." Before slipping into a somewhat uncomfortable sleep herself.

Waking a few hours later, Sara found herself a bit delirious. Why was she in a hospital? And who was the warm body that held her so close, she could feel his soft breathe penetrating through the skin of her neck? Turning her head just slightly to the right, her eyes caught sight of her friend and colleague, Greg Sanders, and that's when it hit her.

The last few days. The lab explosion. The extra scars that littered Greg's body, that his 'witch' of a girlfriend did to him.

"Hey there sunshine." Nick's Texas drawl announced as he stepped into the room. Seeing her move to try and get up, he shook his head. "Don't get up. It's okay…you look comfortable anyway."

Blushing deeply, she stuttered. "What…what you doing here?"

"Wanted to see how he was doing…" Nodding to the still sleeping man next to her. "…and Grissom wanted to find out if he might've said who did this."

Biting her lip she couldn't help but ask. "You met Greg's girlfriend right? She didn't seem off to you?"

"No…just slightly over perky…but we've all had one of those. Why do you think she had something to do with this?" Nick slightly chuckled but stopped seeing the look on his friends face.

"Yeah…" She sighed, her gaze turning to Greg, his innocent face burrowing deeper into her shoulder. "…in not so many words yeah."

"Do Brass and Grissom know yet?"

Shaking her head with a slight fervor, she stumbled. "I…I was going to…but I couldn't leave him."

"It's alright Sara, I wouldn't either." Placing a hand on her shoulder, he gave it a friendly squeeze. "Why don't you get more sleep, I'll talk to Brass and Grissom. We'll get her Sara, she'll pay for doing this to Greg."

"Thanks Nick."

Smiling, the Texan shook his head, standing up. "No problem. Just take care of him. We need our Greggo back."

"I'll try my best." Sara smiled, watching as he walked out of the door. Turning back to Greg, she smiled once more seeing him crinkle his nose in his sleep.

The following day:

Groaning at the emptiness of her belly, Sara opened her eyes, almost jumping immediately seeing Greg's eyes staring back into hers. "Hi."

"Hi…sorry I asked you to lay with me."

"It's alright…" She started, a tired smile on her lips as she pressed her left hand to his cheek; not surprised to find it clammy and extremely warm after his ordeal. "It helped you calm down…you weren't thrashing around like before."

"It did help…thank you."

Stroking his cheek gently, she smiled once more. "Not a problem."

Like a moth to a flame, he leaned into her gentle touch. "You know Melanie's not like this, she only gets close when she…" He stopped, afraid that in finishing his sentence Melanie would find out and finish him. "Do they know? Does Grissom know?"

"By now yeah." Seeing the quizzical look come to his face, she added. "Nick came by to check on you last night."

"Oh."

Hearing the solemn tone in his voice, she shook her head. "What? We just wanna get the person that did this."

"Yeah, but the whole lab will know and I'll be known as the lab tech that let his girlfriend beat him up."

Shaking her head, Sara sat up, slightly pulling from his embrace. "Greg there's no reason to be ashamed, this happens all the time."

"Not to me it doesn't. I'm supposed to be the one to take care of her. Not have her take care of me." He emphasized his last few words, pointing to himself.

"Greg, there's no way you would of known she'd do this…"

Ignoring her comments, he shook his head, burrowing his face into her belly. "I'm so stupid…such an idiot."

She hadn't realized he had been crying til about an hour later, after he had long since passed out, did she feel her tee, soaked and sweaty from his tears. Shaking her head, she ran a hand through his matted curls. "It's okay Greg, we'll get her. I promise." Any thoughts of food that she had went out the window as she held him closer.

R&R…..sorry this has taken so long. I was having trouble writing working up a storm and finding out now that im pregnant again