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Open Hours for Grissom's Students (Room 146)

Grissom has his office open, sitting behind his desk, working on an insect timeline intently. He's put away the racing cockroaches in the bathroom for the weekend, but a few of his more gruesome displays and specimens are still visible.

He's made coffee for visitors, and is pretty bitter he can't have any.

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Maia continued to stare at Grissom. "What- no its.." Maia paused "No sir, its not that at all don't apologize." Maia seemed to be searching for words. "Are you ok Dr. Grissom?"

The fear he had experienced when Maia came into class on Thursday now roared back against his temples, multiplying as he studied her face. His shoulders fell, and he looked into her eyes. "What did you see?"

Maia swallowed hard and looked at him sadly. "Your sick or you will be." Maia bit her lip "You were really sick, You-" Maia stopped "Cancer" She finally said looking away from Grissom's eyes, it was too painful to look into his eyes knowing what he was going to be going through soon.

"Yes," he admitted in a defeated tone. "I get the biopsy results on Monday. My... ahhh... stomach. Listen, Maia, I... this needs to be between the two of us for now, okay? Please."

Maia nodded slowly "What about Sara?" Maia breathed softly. "She, well she would want to know Sir." Maia stops "I am so sorry, that your sick."

"It's okay; I will be fine." He hedged, biting his lower lip for a brief moment. "I'm not ready, to tell Sara, or anyone else. I need more time. I need more... information."

Maia nodded again and then looked up "Shawn.. Shawn could heal you. I can get him it would take just a few moments Grissom. He's healed loads of people he won't mind at all." Maia is smiling now "And you won't have to tell anyone, he could do it now. I'll go get him." Maia starts to rise.

He stood up as well, calling out, "Maia, no. Not that I don't believe you, but we... I, don't understand the long-term repercussions of what has happened to you or your friend Shawn. What if...

I'll be fine. Dr. Wilson is an excellent doctor in his field. But thank you."

Maia stopped and turned slowly at Grissom's statement about her and Shawn. She blinked in surprise and looked hurt, very hurt. She nodded slowly then. "Well, if that is the path you have decided on. I wish you all the best Dr. Grissom." Maia's voice was not unkind or cold, rather hurt but the unfinished statement concerning her and Shawn.

He recognized her hurt, but was unsure as to its cause. "What I meant was, what if your friend Shawn's healing powers are only temporary? I'm not careful about my health; I never have been. If it were to come back, I might not be in a place where I took care of it properly. I've spent my life relying on what is familiar, what I know to be true. I didn't mean to insult him or his talents." He sighed. "Do you understand?"

Maia nodded "Yeah I understand. I do, your reasons behind your thought are sound and rational, very well planned and executed. In the end sir it matters what you are most comfortable with and your familiar and comfortable with science. I understand that. I won't mention it to anyone. Its not my place to do so." She smiled "Its not an insult its.." Maia pauses and then does not finish the sentence. "I do wish you all the best with it and if there is anything you need promise to please let me know."

Tilting his chin down toward his chest, he lifted his eyes. "Thank you, I will. And I don't want you to lie, or put you in a position where you would need to do so. If someone asks you, please just send them to me. In a few days... I need a few more days, that's all."

Maia smiled now, not big but small in an understanding way. "Take all the time you need sir. I won't tell anyone anything." Maia walked over to him, she took one of his hands in hers and held it for a moment. She smiled up at him. "Its ok sir. I'll be here when you need me." Maia released his hand slowly. She turned to leave the room.

He looked a little momentarily stunned by her acceptance and kindness, unable to properly articulate his gratitude.

As she walked away, he called out in a choked tone "Bye Maia... thank you." He hoped that she would understand he would, and did, need her friendship, once he had sorted out his head.

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