A/N: Hello people! So anyone who's been reading Toddler Troubles will know about this, I have set myself the challenge of writing 101 CSI One Shots and this is the first! I will write for any character but as you guys know I like writing about Nick and Greg the most, so expect a lot of them :) I will also try a variety of genres, but be warned I am really not confident with Romance XD but I will give it my best shot! So yeah I will update whenever a story comes to mind or based on requests :) So any way, let's start with the heavy and get right in with a Greg angsty piece!
Hope you like :)

Thinks That Were Unsaid

Greg walked with his arms strongly folded across his chest, pulling his coat tight as he tried to keep warm in the harsh wind. His scarf was wrapped firmly around his neck which blew sideways in the breeze along with his hair. It was a cold and dark night in autumn, he didn't think it was even possible to get that cold in Vegas, but that obviously wasn't the case. Besides, the cold didn't matter, it wouldn't deter the youngest CSI from what he needed to do, what he wanted to do.

Finally he found the gravestone he was looking for, reading each individual letter engraved there and still not being able to believe it. Warrick Brown. Greg brushed off some of the moss and weeds that had grown over the grey stone and replaced them with some flowers. "I know you probably wouldn't like them, nothing manly about them but, you know it's the thought that counts" he tried to reason with the spirit.

Greg sat down on the ground beside the stone with his legs crossed and starting pulling at the grass, twiddling it round in his fingers before throwing it into the wind and watching it float away. When he'd been driving here he thought he'd planned out exactly what he was going to say, but nobody can ever really plan for a situation like this. It was the first time the former lab tech had ever come down by himself, normally he'd come down with one of the others for ten minutes after work. But that day was different, that say Greg wanted to go alone and say the things he never got to say before.

"I had a close call today…" he finally started, still twisting the stands of grass around his fingers and pulling them from the ground. "I got a gun pulled on me, my God was I scared." He said, his eyes misting over as the memory replayed in his mind over and over, the surprise and the fear of not knowing what to do, just waiting to die. "The first thing I thought was what would Warrick do? You were always great at handling situations like that; I always looked up to you because of it." Greg looked at the stone as if waiting for a reply, a reply he knew would never come. "But it's unfair isn't it." He said his voice slightly breaking as the tears began to well. "Why did I get to walk away unharmed and you didn't." he genuinely wanted to know.

"You know…sometimes I even wondered if you considered me as a friend at all. We didn't hang out much unless one of the others was there too and you always called me by my last name…" he said the last bit with a small smile, because Greg knew Warrick didn't do it for formality but as a sign of affection. It was just like Nick calling him G, calling Greg by his last name was unique to Warrick. "But then I realised how stupid that was" the young man said turning serious again. He looked at the stone as if he was looking at Warrick himself and the older man was sat listening intently.

"I think of all the times you cheered me up when I was feeling low. How you mentored me and gave me great advice. I learnt so much from you, not just about work, but about sports and girls too" Greg smirked "how protective of me you were even though you'd never admit it. The way you and Nick used to pick on my like older brothers would to their little one…" he paused a moment "I hope it's ok that I consider you that way, as a brother, I don't think you'd mind. You were always there for me, and I hope you felt the same way about me... I hope I've done you justice and made you proud"

After that Greg could no longer keep the tears in his eyes as they began to slowly roll down his cheeks "I miss you so much. We all do. I'm doing my best to look after Nick, but don't worry I could never replace you." he could almost hear Warrick protesting, saying that Greg was as much of Nick's friend as he was, but Greg would never believe it, not really. "You'll always be his best friend, of course, and I'm totally fine with that. I don't want to replace you." He lifted a frozen hand and wiped the tears away with his palm.

"See I need you to tell me to man up!" Greg said with a laugh. "I'll come and visit more by myself, I promise. You'd get bored of you didn't have me to annoy you. I hope you're doing well up there. But I wish you were still here" his voice grew quiet again "I wish it hadn't been you, that it hadn't been anyone. I wish you were still here doing cases and just hanging out. But we'll never ever forget you, and I won't stop missing you or thinking about you." He placed a hand on the stone and slowly traced it across Warrick's name. "Warrick Brown. You truly are one of the best friends I could ever have, and you always will be." He let his hand slowly drop from the cold stone.

"Anyway, I think that's everything I wanted to tell you. I just wish I'd told you when you were alive, I know you're not really into this sensitive stuff, but I know you'll appreciate it" Greg said with a smirk. He gently rose to his feet placing his hands in his pockets. "I'll come see you again before the end of the week. Promise. Bye Warrick." And with that, the youngest of the CSI family turned and walked away.

But he knew it would never really be goodbye. Not really. Because he would always think of Warrick, and he hoped Warrick would always watch over him.

Review? pretty please? Magical thngs will happen :3

Also I'm going to take prompts for storys! So if you have any or any specific characters you want writing about please tell me! Just one rule: I don't write slash, sorry guys :/ also i'm not a big fan of GSR but can give it ago if requested.

Thanks for reading, you're the best :)