Disclaimer: I do not own CSI. If I did Nick and Greg would be together by now.
A DVD Confession
Greg almost skipped into the crime lab as the doors slid open. It had been a messy case and he was only too happy to 'relinquish it to days and come back now.' as Grissom had put it in his text. Trust Grissom to text the word 'relinquish'.
He walked into the break room beaming. The look faded almost immediately at the sombre expressions on his team mates faces. He turned to Grissom with a new look in his eyes.
"Where is Nick?"
The two words were said in a voice so flat and cold and unlike Greg that every head in the room turned to look up at him. Grissom opened his mouth and closed it again. He deliberately avoided eye-contact with Greg and favoured, instead, the wall over Gregs shoulder.
"Nick has been kid knapped."
Greg blinked and shook his head as if that would magically change what Grissom had just said. Not Nick. Not again. He assured himself that he'd heard wrong.
"Pardon?"
"Nick's gone and this came to my office this morning." Grissom held out an evidence bag and as Greg looked up he saw that Grissom had tears in his eyes. Greg felt bad but he didn't care right now. He snatched the letter from Grissom and paced as he read.
Dear Dr Grissom,
I have your beloved CSI Stokes and I do not plan on giving him back. Don't worry; I won't kill him, yet. Can you find me before I get bored of him? The clock is ticking Gilbert, you and your CSIs want do get a move on.
Greg swallowed hard trying not to throw up.
"Why did you wait for me? Why didn't you get started?" Greg was on the verge of tears.
"We did." Catherine said from the corner "We got some good partials to but sadly the bastard isn't in the database. We ran them through CODIS twice with no luck."
Grissom stepped in "Warrick you trace the printer using the code in the paper. When you're done take Brass and Catherine and go check it out." He paused "Greg" his voice was soft and almost fatherly. "Go check Nicks locker and see if you find anything, ok?" Greg knew Grissom was not asking and he also knew better than to argue with Gilbert Grissom in an important situation.