iluvEricSzmanda
Coroner
OMG! 
wow, that was amazing!! I loved it!!
wow, that was amazing!! I loved it!! 
CSI: LV.... angsty. Greg-centric
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sissi59100
CSI Level Three
awesome a GREG centric fic, that's all i needed!
Hurry up for the next part
Sissi
Hurry up for the next part
Sissi
eszmanda_luver
CSI Level One
Alright, this is it. The ending is corny. I like it, but I know it's corny. Um, I hope the characters arent too far off. I really tried but its pretty hard to imagine how people would react to something as.. horrible is this. I mean its wonderful hes alive, but it would be hard to except the fact someone you care about is dead and then find out suddenly they're not. So, I'm sorry... but oh well.
How It's Supposed To Be
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“I swear I’m not dead”
Greg just sad against the wall staring up the eyes of his co-workers. The people who were closest to him. The people who also suffered tonight. He knew how hard it must have been for them to start the grieving process for someone and then to have them just show up, very much alive.
“You uh… you have no idea how happy I am to hear that..”
Nick had a smile from ear to ear. It was obvious how relieved he was, but still pretty shocked. As they all seemed to be.
Nick walked over to Greg, very slowly and reached his hand down to him. Greg hesitated for a second, but eventually grabbed Nick’s hand who helped him up.
Once Greg was standing, he was face to face with Nick, who was holding Greg’s shoulders. Greg saw a tear roll down Nick’s face before he was forced into a bear hug by the very strong Texan.
Greg looked over Nick’s shoulders to see Warrick, Grissom and Catherine eyeing them with a new look. A look that Greg couldn’t quite describe, but decided he never wanted to see anyone look at him like that again.
“Agh, Nick, I can‘t really breathe…” Greg chocked out.
“Oh.. Right I‘m sorry.. It‘s just…”
“I know,” Greg looked over at the group, and slowly made his way to them. Again, their expression changed. This time, they looked almost as though they were afraid of him. This about killed him. This was by far the worst look he had received all night. He had never wanted anyone to look at him like this ever. He was a happy person that joked around all the time, not someone that people felt sorry or concerned for!
“Hey hey hey! Don’t you guys look at me like that. I’m absolutely fine! See?”
Greg did a little turn to prove every bit of him was fine.
“Greg…. what happened tonight?”
Grissom had finally said something. He seemed to have his normal “Grissom‘s analyzing the situation” face on, which made Greg feel a lot more comfortable.
“I would be more than happy to tell you, but my throat feels like crap and I‘m about to collapse so could we please go sit down?”
This was all pretty true, but he said it in fairly joking manner, but was sorry he said it at all when everyone started freaking out again.
“No no no, I‘m fine.. Ugh, lets just get this over with.”
He sighed, made his way into the break room, got some more ice from the freezer sat down and started sucking the ice.
Everyone else slowly made their way back into the break room. They were still looking at him oddly, but were making an honest effort to hide their shock.
All of them took a seat except for Grissom and Warrick.
“I‘m gweffing I wav moggd”
Hmm, talking with ice in his mouth was pretty difficult.
Everyone raised an eyebrow at him.
He spit his ice out, and winced as he tried to talk again. He had used it too much. More ice.
As if on cue, Catherine spoke up.
“What happened to your throat? Were you attacked?”
Greg smiled at her motherly tone. He nodded.
“Yeah, but I was” cough “unconscious.”
Everyone looked at each other.
“Greg, there was an accident earlier today and.. ” Grissom paused, “and your car was involved.”
“Your car, your phone.. Your ID… everything.. And, and you.”
Sara had spoke up once again. She was still a bit flustered.
Greg was once again shocked for the millionth time that night.
“What! Ah maaan. Is it totally totaled?”
Suddenly, there was swift movement by the door.
“Grissom! Everyone! The body in Greg‘s car… it wasn’t him! I don’t know.. But it‘s not…”
“Jim.. JIM! You are a little too late.” Grissom motioned over to Greg who now had his head in his hands, pouting. His glanced up Brass. He sighed at Brass’ shocked expression. Not again…
“Yes!” Greg through his arms in the air “Greg is here! Greg is alive! He is also very tired!” He paused and frowned. “Wait, couldn’t you guys just see the dead dude wasn‘t me? I personally think I‘m rather unique looking but..”
“Well.. The car kind of.. Caught fire. We only just found out it wasn‘t you because..”
Greg looked up at Brass.
“What…?” He said suspiciously.
“Well, because the body wasn’t a “dude”. He… or she, actually didn’t have a… ”
Greg stared at Brass for a second, let the information sink in, and then busted out laughing. He didn’t care that his throat was now on fire. This was priceless. He was robbed and beat up by a girl.
He looked up again and saw Sara and Catherine, and then the thought of a girl beating him up wasn’t so ridiculous.
“Oh come on you guys, that’s pretty funny. I will not be hearing the end of this one.”
Everyone had a smile on. Not really authentic, but it was something.
“Greg, let me get you some cough drops.”
Catherine the super mother to the rescue!
“So, I take it you didn‘t see the person who hit you?”
Greg shook his head.
“Knocked out right at the start. I‘m guessing.. Um.. she stepped on or kicked my neck or something because….” he grabbed his neck and made a face.
“Wow. This is… amazing.” Warrick said, scratching his head.
“Yeah, you should know you can‘t get rid of me.”
Again, fake smiles.
“I’m fine, everyone. You are all fine. My car isn‘t fine….” he trailed off.
“But, get all the mushy stuff over with and the I am going home and taking a shower! And I don‘t care what any of you think, I‘m taking a shower! So ladies, come get your kisses, guys I‘m ready for the shoulder clasps and hand shakes. Lay it on me one at a time please!”
Greg said in a raspy but fun tone. He held out his arms and suddenly found himself in the middle of a group hug.
He smile to himself. This is how its supposed to be.
How It's Supposed To Be
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“I swear I’m not dead”
Greg just sad against the wall staring up the eyes of his co-workers. The people who were closest to him. The people who also suffered tonight. He knew how hard it must have been for them to start the grieving process for someone and then to have them just show up, very much alive.
“You uh… you have no idea how happy I am to hear that..”
Nick had a smile from ear to ear. It was obvious how relieved he was, but still pretty shocked. As they all seemed to be.
Nick walked over to Greg, very slowly and reached his hand down to him. Greg hesitated for a second, but eventually grabbed Nick’s hand who helped him up.
Once Greg was standing, he was face to face with Nick, who was holding Greg’s shoulders. Greg saw a tear roll down Nick’s face before he was forced into a bear hug by the very strong Texan.
Greg looked over Nick’s shoulders to see Warrick, Grissom and Catherine eyeing them with a new look. A look that Greg couldn’t quite describe, but decided he never wanted to see anyone look at him like that again.
“Agh, Nick, I can‘t really breathe…” Greg chocked out.
“Oh.. Right I‘m sorry.. It‘s just…”
“I know,” Greg looked over at the group, and slowly made his way to them. Again, their expression changed. This time, they looked almost as though they were afraid of him. This about killed him. This was by far the worst look he had received all night. He had never wanted anyone to look at him like this ever. He was a happy person that joked around all the time, not someone that people felt sorry or concerned for!
“Hey hey hey! Don’t you guys look at me like that. I’m absolutely fine! See?”
Greg did a little turn to prove every bit of him was fine.
“Greg…. what happened tonight?”
Grissom had finally said something. He seemed to have his normal “Grissom‘s analyzing the situation” face on, which made Greg feel a lot more comfortable.
“I would be more than happy to tell you, but my throat feels like crap and I‘m about to collapse so could we please go sit down?”
This was all pretty true, but he said it in fairly joking manner, but was sorry he said it at all when everyone started freaking out again.
“No no no, I‘m fine.. Ugh, lets just get this over with.”
He sighed, made his way into the break room, got some more ice from the freezer sat down and started sucking the ice.
Everyone else slowly made their way back into the break room. They were still looking at him oddly, but were making an honest effort to hide their shock.
All of them took a seat except for Grissom and Warrick.
“I‘m gweffing I wav moggd”
Hmm, talking with ice in his mouth was pretty difficult.
Everyone raised an eyebrow at him.
He spit his ice out, and winced as he tried to talk again. He had used it too much. More ice.
As if on cue, Catherine spoke up.
“What happened to your throat? Were you attacked?”
Greg smiled at her motherly tone. He nodded.
“Yeah, but I was” cough “unconscious.”
Everyone looked at each other.
“Greg, there was an accident earlier today and.. ” Grissom paused, “and your car was involved.”
“Your car, your phone.. Your ID… everything.. And, and you.”
Sara had spoke up once again. She was still a bit flustered.
Greg was once again shocked for the millionth time that night.
“What! Ah maaan. Is it totally totaled?”
Suddenly, there was swift movement by the door.
“Grissom! Everyone! The body in Greg‘s car… it wasn’t him! I don’t know.. But it‘s not…”
“Jim.. JIM! You are a little too late.” Grissom motioned over to Greg who now had his head in his hands, pouting. His glanced up Brass. He sighed at Brass’ shocked expression. Not again…
“Yes!” Greg through his arms in the air “Greg is here! Greg is alive! He is also very tired!” He paused and frowned. “Wait, couldn’t you guys just see the dead dude wasn‘t me? I personally think I‘m rather unique looking but..”
“Well.. The car kind of.. Caught fire. We only just found out it wasn‘t you because..”
Greg looked up at Brass.
“What…?” He said suspiciously.
“Well, because the body wasn’t a “dude”. He… or she, actually didn’t have a… ”
Greg stared at Brass for a second, let the information sink in, and then busted out laughing. He didn’t care that his throat was now on fire. This was priceless. He was robbed and beat up by a girl.
He looked up again and saw Sara and Catherine, and then the thought of a girl beating him up wasn’t so ridiculous.
“Oh come on you guys, that’s pretty funny. I will not be hearing the end of this one.”
Everyone had a smile on. Not really authentic, but it was something.
“Greg, let me get you some cough drops.”
Catherine the super mother to the rescue!
“So, I take it you didn‘t see the person who hit you?”
Greg shook his head.
“Knocked out right at the start. I‘m guessing.. Um.. she stepped on or kicked my neck or something because….” he grabbed his neck and made a face.
“Wow. This is… amazing.” Warrick said, scratching his head.
“Yeah, you should know you can‘t get rid of me.”
Again, fake smiles.
“I’m fine, everyone. You are all fine. My car isn‘t fine….” he trailed off.
“But, get all the mushy stuff over with and the I am going home and taking a shower! And I don‘t care what any of you think, I‘m taking a shower! So ladies, come get your kisses, guys I‘m ready for the shoulder clasps and hand shakes. Lay it on me one at a time please!”
Greg said in a raspy but fun tone. He held out his arms and suddenly found himself in the middle of a group hug.
He smile to himself. This is how its supposed to be.
csikicksurass
Captain
awwwwww, the best part is the nick and greg hug, how sweet was that awesome job
awesome job iluvEricSzmanda
Coroner
awesome ending!!! I loved all of it! I hope you continue writing cuz you are very talented! Great work!
I loved all of it! I hope you continue writing cuz you are very talented! Great work!eszmanda_luver
CSI Level One
thanks for all the comments. i just wanted a story about Greg, where there were no extreme ships, he didn't die or become extreamly hurt.. and ive always thought that this would make for a cool storyline. so.. yeah. thanks. if i think of another cool storyline, ill try to write another one..
thank you all
thank you all