You Think You Know 8/?

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.


It had been a week since Greg's accident. Melanie Ceff, Greg's supposive girlfriend and cause of his more extensive wounds was nowhere to be found, almost as if she had disappeared off the face of the earth.

In that whole week Sara barely left his side, only to momentarily leave to take a shower and don a new pair of clothes, then straight back to the hospital. Today, however was discharge day. And even though Greg was nowhere near healed, the hospital had to release him. So Sara, with great fear of Melanie returning to finish the job on Greg, pleaded with him till he agreed to come home with her.

"Sara I'm not a complete involet." Greg lightly chuckled, watching as Sara tucked her bed spread around his fragile form.

Blushing slightly, the brunette stuttered, straightening up. "Sorry."

"It's okay, I just hate feeling like I can't do anything myself."

"Well the doctor said you had to take it really easy. He doesn't want you to irritate the scars more than you have to."

"Well it's not like I'm asking you to give me a sponge bath Sara." Seeing her cheeks turn a bright pink, he added. "…just for alittle breathing room."

Feeling slightly hurt Sara just shrugged her shoulders. "Okay…well if you need anything I'll be out in the living room."

"Wait Sara…" He stuttered, reaching for her arm as she made move to leave. "I didn't mean it like that…I want you here…I just don't want this bed to feel like a coffin."

"Well…how about I make us something to eat, then we can watch a movie or some T.V."

"Forensic Files?"

"Haha…no I was actually thinking of letting you choose."

"Well I'm honored Ms. Sidle." He snickered, sending a smile her way, which in turn caused a smile to break out on her lips.

"It's nice to have you back Mr. Sanders."

Since taking up Sara's offer to stay with her, Greg felt as though it would be weird considering how their last few encounters had been before the explosion, but to his surprise their time together had been anything but.

"Alright what else do you want to watch?" Sara asked as she turned down the ending crdits of the X-Men movie they just finished.

Letting out a big yawn, Greg shook his head. "I don't know, I'm getting kind of tired. But you can watch whatever you want though."

"No…that's alright I'm getting kind of tired…" She let out a large yawn herself before turning over to fix her pillow, only to find herself face to face with the younger man, her heart beating out of control. "…myself."

Feeling slightly overwhelmed, Greg stuttered. "Maybe we should…" He stopped feeling as Sara pressed her lips into his.

Although the urge to lean in and give in to what he wanted for so long but the thought of getting hurt again, physically, had him pulling back. "Wait…Sara."

Pulling back, Sara stuttered. "Oh god…Greg…I'm sorry…I."

"It's okay…it happens."


"It doesn't just happen Greg, especially not with Sara. She's not exactly Ms. Spontaneity." Nick chuckled as he helped ease the younger man back in the car, after his check up with the doctor.

"But why would she suddenly want me?" Greg remarked, a sad look on his face. "I'm not strong…maybe it was pity?"

Settling into the driver's seat, Nick shook his head, his words coming out in pure conviction. "Greg...you are very strong."

"No…" The younger man started till the Texan cut him off.

"You are. Melanie may have hurt you but she hasn't brought you to your knees. And we both know Sara would never hurt you."

"Maybe…I just feel like I'm damaged goods, that no other girl will want me…thanks to Melanie."

"Obviously not…otherwise Sara wouldn't of kissed you."


"God I'm such an idiot." Sara chided herself for the thousandth time that night.

"Why did you do it?" Catherine questioned, raising her investigative eye.

"I don't know…he was just sitting there all sweet and vulnerable." Shrugging her shoulders, the brunette bit her lip. "And I wanted to chase away any lingering pain that that stupid bitch Melanie left in her wake." Turning to the strawberry blonde, she harshly added. "Have you heard anything on that psycho?"

"No, Brass is still trying to track her down."

Growling in frustration, she slammed her locker shut. "God, I swear when I get a hold of that …"

"You sure you don't have feelings for Greg?" Catherine rhetorically asked, watching as the brunettes cheeks burned a bright crimson.

"Maybe…" Turning her gaze to the floor, she stuttered. "Maybe I do."

"Well how does that make you feel?"

"Nervous…and scared."

"Well think about what Greg's already been through. How do you think he's feeling about this situation?"

"He's probably terrified."

"Then if you really like him, then you need to show him, every day, that you won't be like Melanie. Prove to him that all he needs to do is trust you and everything should be fine."

"Alright."


Opening the door, Greg peered right to left, finding the room empty, he hobbled to the couch. Settling down on the soft material, he let out a sigh.

"You know…I'm not gonna bite." Sara stuttered, stepping into the room, her lip between her teeth.

"Jeez Sara…don't scare me like that." He jumped, putting a hand to his chest, the fear that Melanie literally beat into him, momentarily coming back full force.

Letting out a soft chuckle, she shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry…look Greg I wanted to talk to you about what happened last night."

"It's okay Sara…really."

"No…I want you to know a few things."

Leaning back, Greg let out a breathe, Sara's impending words scaring him slightly. "Okay."

"When I kissed you yesterday…it was out of nowhere and I probably shouldn't of done it, especially with everything going on. But I can tell you I liked it, and maybe sometime down the road…maybe you and I can go on a date?"

"…."

R&R… I know I'm evil but keep with me and you will be rewarded with another amazing chapter.