Crushed - 7/24

Author: Daniela
Fandom: CSI:Crime Scene Investigation
Pairing: Greg/Grissom
Rating: PG
Category: Angst, Romance
Series/Sequel: Breaking the Ice
Disclaimer: I don´t own them but I love them dearly.
Summary: Grissom pays Greg a visit at the hospital.
Warning: Spoiler for "Play with fire" and the 2. Season, Pre - Slash
Feedback: Yes, please. It´s the icing on my cake.
Word Count: 859
Released: July 2003
Beta: Isha

Although Grissom was exhausted, he didn´t feel ready to drive home yet. He didn´t want to be alone. So instead, he drove to the hospital to pay Greg a visit. When he arrived, he stopped at the desk of the trauma department to ask the nurse in charge about Greg´s condition.

"He is stable, but needs to rest," the nurse let him know and reluctantly allowed him to go in for a short visit.

Even though he found Greg asleep, Grissom sat down on the chair at the bedside.

Greg was breathing deeply.

Grissom sighed. Why did I come here anyway? To check Greg´s condition personally? Or to watch him sleep? His hair is more out of place than usual, now he´s really looking like a schoolboy, Grissom noted, amused and troubled at the same time. He considered leaving but was too tired to get up. The last few days had been a nightmare. The explosion in the lab and Catherine´s involvement, the handling of the messed up cases, director Robert Cavallo´s attitude and finally Sara. Sara´s coming on to him. Shit! What a mess! I don´t know what to do about her. Maybe I should tell her the truth? Sorry, but I´m not interested in you. Why, Grissom? Because I´m more interested in men. Sure. That would be fun. He could imagine Sara´s shocked face.

Greg shifted and moaned in his sleep.

Speaking of men, seeing his boyish lab tech like this made him utterly sad. He didn´t like these feelings one little bit. Shortly after the explosion, he had feared Greg could be dead. He was worried sick until it had been clear, that Greg´s life wasn´t in danger. Grissom didn´t want to feel so strongly about anyone. Not now, after all these years of loneliness, least of all for Greg. Couldn´t it be someone more suitable?

Greg´s eyelids fluttered. The next second, he opened his eyes and peered disorientated at Grissom. He didn´t seem to recognize his boss.

"Hi. It´s me. Grissom."

Greg blinked, amazed. "Grissom! What are you doing here?"

"Just checking on you. I´m leaving now. "

"No. Please stay." Greg´s brown eyes were begging.

"Okay, but just a little bit longer. You need to rest."

Awkward silence. Both men didn´t know what to say.

"I´m sorry," Greg started finally.

"Huh? What for?"

"For all the trouble."

Greg´s strange statement amused Grissom. "Don´t be silly. You know it wasn´t your fault."

"Yeah. Catherine told me."

"She was worried sick about you. The whole team was worried."

"Were you worried too?" The second the question was out of his mouth, Greg regretted it. What was I thinking? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. How could I expose myself like this?

But Grissom surprised him with unusual humor. "Certainly. My best chemist is injured and now I have to deal with Hodges."

Greg grinned, pleased, his eyes were shining brightly.

Affectionately, Grissom smiled back.

Greg´s heart started beating a lot faster. It pounded almost painfully in his chest. Jeez! Don´t be so sentimental. He is your boss! Get him out of your system. He will be never interested in you. He is just nice to you, because you´re in a hospital.

They stayed silent for some time. Greg was chewing on his lower lip; Grissom was staring at his hands. Maybe it was the strange circumstances or the pain killers or Grissom´s good mood, which gave Greg the courage for the next question. "Can I ask you something personal?"

"Sure. Go on." Grissom had to be in high spirits.

"Are you losing your hearing?"

Grissom winced and stared at him, disbelieving.

Intimidated by his glare, Greg lowered his eyes. "Sorry. Please forget it. I shouldn´t have asked you something like this. It´s none of my business."

Grissom took a deep breath. "No, it´s alright. I will tell you. It´s true. I´m losing my hearing."


"It´s the same disease my mother has. It´s genetic."

"That´s awful. I´m so sorry."

"Thank you. Please promise me you won´t tell anyone else. Nobody least that´s what I thought. How did you figure it out?"

"I´m a good observer." Another stupid mistake.

Suddenly, Grissom was wide awake. "So, you have enough spare time to observe your boss? That´s interesting."

Greg blushed fiercely.

Grissom had an astonishing epiphany. Maybe Greg hadn´t fallen for Nick after all. Maybe I´ve been blind the whole time.

Greg pulled up his blanket and yawned.

Grissom smiled about Greg´s childish trick to change the subject. "You have to go back to sleep. I´ll leave."

"No. Please stay. Just until I sleep."

"What for?"

"I feel better with you here."

Pure amazement swept through Grissom´s body. He tried to catch Greg´s expression, but the young man had already closed his eyes.

But he went on talking. "Thank you for coming by. It means a lot to me."

"Don´t mention it. Everybody else will pay you a visit as well."

"I don´t prefer everybody," he confessed, unflinching, and drifted off to sleep.

Longer than intended Grissom stayed put and watched him. "Oh boy, you will cause me a lot of trouble," he finally murmured in the stillness of the room.

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