Author: geeklover89 PM
Greg never told anyone about his parents,and with good reason. What happens when someone attacks him in his own lab and his secrets are finally revealed. Will his team be able to protect him,or will they be too late.Rated: Fiction M - English - Drama/Hurt/Comfort - Greg S. & Danny M. - Chapters: 12 - Words: 9,566 - Reviews: 29 - Favs: 33 - Follows: 48 - Updated: 10-21-11 - Published: 11-22-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5527989
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May 8, 4:00 PM
Las Vegas Cemetery
He stood looking at the gravestone in a sort of melancholy contemplation. He really couldn't believe it. After all those years of wondering and feeling guilty and scared, it was all over. The man before him lie dead, and he was still alive.
"How does it feel?" Danny spoke softly next to him as though trying not to break the stillness that lay around them. The effect was like throwing a rock at a plate glass window.
Greg looked up from his father's tomb to smile bitterly at his friend. "It feels the same as always. He was never in my life to begin with so it's really not that different now that he's not anymore." He shrugged before turning back to the lone grey slab (he had made sure his father was buried as far away from his mother as possible) "and it's not like it's not the first time he tried to kill me." Danny blinked at him but didn't say anything.
Instead he rested his hand on his long time friend's shoulder.
For a long time the two of them stood there not saying anything.
Grissom was alone in his office trying to get some paperwork done, but his mind kept flashing back to two nights ago.
If that officer hadn't been outside the window.
Grissom shook his head. He wouldn't think about it. Greg was alive and well and...there was a soft knock at the door.
Without waiting to be invited in Greg stepped through the door, closed it, and locked it behind him.
"Hey Gil." He said softly, "how're you holding up?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Grissom watched as Greg walking slowly around his desk before leaning gently against it. The blonde shrugged.
"Like I told Danny, it really doesn't feel much different from when he was locked up."
Grissom could tell he was lying, but he said nothing. Instead he placed a comforting hand on the trembling thigh next to him.
"Where is Detective Messer?"
"He's staying at a hotel tonight and heading out on the first flight tomorrow."
Grissom raised an eyebrow, "He's leaving so soon?"
Greg shrugged again, "Mac, Danny boss, needs him in New York, besides, he knows my number so he can get in touch with me whenever he wants. I think he also knew that I wouldn't really be available for a while."
Grissom cocked his head in confusion, "Are you planning on going somewhere?"
Turning his head to Grissom, Greg allowed himself to smile, "That depends. Is that invitation to stay with you still open?"
The older man blinked before smiling. Rolling his chair away from his desk Grissom reached up, grabbed Greg's arm, and pulled the younger man into his lap.
"For you Greg," he whispered into the blonde's hair, "always."
Greg let out a slightly choked sigh as he raised his arms to clutch at Grissom's back.
He hadn't lied to them. He would be okay.
Just not right now.