I have re-wrote this chapter, and re-posted it. For those of you who have already read my story, and where confused that's why I have a new chapter one posted. So yep enjoy! And please review. Thank you to everyone that has already reviewed, added me to their story alerts, and to their favorite stories list. I truly appreciate it, and I take that as a sign that people do like my story. I would appreciate it though if EVERYONE and I do mean EVERYONE reviewed please. It'd make me feel better since I've had a terrible couple of weeks. I do apologize for the long wait to. Like I said it's been a terrible couple of weeks, and I will try my hardest to make sure that next time it doesn't take as long for me to repost.

WARNING: malexmale rape, slash, implied Mpreg, and minor foul languages only like a couple words people so don't worry.

Taken

Chapter 1

"Nick, you have got to calm down. I know it's hard, and I understand that. You just witnessed something terrible, that no one should ever have to go through. But, you have to think about Seth, Jace, and Roxxi. They need you more than ever right now. You have to understand that. They need you, not anyone but you. And personally, I think you need them also." I heard Grissom say, but my mind just couldn't register a thing that he said. It was filled to the brim with thoughts of Jake and Greg. They needed me the most right now, but I just couldn't find them.

"Grissom, how can I calm down, when I just saw my husband raped on screen? My four-year old son was cowering in the corner, screaming my name, and begging me to save them. How the hell am I supposed to calm down? That bastard raped Greg, Grissom. Brutally raped him. And then he sent a video of it to the lab, knowing that I was going to be there and that I was going to witness it. Not to mention what he said about my son. What the fuck am I supposed to think about that. You HEARD what he said he was going to do. He's crazy enough to do it to. I can't let that happen, Grissom. You can't expect me to be calm. A week, I have a fucking WEEK to find them or-or," I choked back a sob. I couldn't complete that sentence. I couldn't admit to myself what would happen if I didn't make the deadline. What he said he would do to Jake, my four year old son.

"Nicky I know it's hard. Hell, I honestly can't blame you for the way you are acting. All I'm saying is that you need to think about your other children; you need to be strong for them. They need you now, more than they ever have. Their dad and little brother were just kidnapped. They are scared, seeing you this way. Especially with all the stuff they've already been put through. They need you. Nick, you know we will find Greg and Jake. We won't stop until we do, and we do it all the time. I know you want to find them, but you have got to remember your other priorities. Go home. Be with your kids. Comfort them. Get some sleep, I know you need it. We'll handle things here at the lab. We won't stop searching for them. Come back tomorrow when you're better rested."

I sighed and closed my eyes, trying to make a coherent thought out of my jumbled mind, and instantly regretted it as terrible images played across closed lids.

*FLASHBACK*

I looked at the screen after putting the tape that was addressed to me, and labeled the missing ones in, and screamed as the images recorded on the tape played. Greg was tied spread eagle to a big four poster bed. A man, in his early to late 30's, lay on top of him brutally raping. The sheets he lay on were stained red with his blood, and blood was pouring out of his injured butt. Bruises, cuts, and welts that were crusted with dried blood, littered his abused body. Greg's screams tore through the otherwise silent air.

I could see my son Jake, who Greg gave birth to only 4 years ago, cowering in the corner, in nothing but his underwear. Sobs raked his entire being. Bruises, welts, and cuts littered his body as well, but not as worse as Greg's. His screams could barely be heard over Greg's.

"Please Papa, help me and daddy. Please Papa we need you. Daddy needs you, Papa. Please help." Tears streamed down his face as he watched in horror, his daddy being tortured.

Greg let out a final blood curdling scream, and the man screamed his release. He climbed off of his abused and battered body, and walked over to the camera. Pressing his cloth covered face right up against the lens; he ripped his pitiful excuse for a mask off. I gasped, instantly recognizing the face. It was the face of my abusive, controlling, psycho ex-boyfriend that I had had in high school. He went to jail after I pressed charges when he put me into the hospital. I tried to break up with him, having met Nick and wanting to be with him, who really did love me. Several of his ex's also stepped up and testified against him. I hadn't realized he was out already. Why hadn't anyone told me?

"I'm sure you recognize me, Nick Stokes, or should I say Sanders-Stokes. Remember, I once owned your entire being, until you ruined my life and told on me for putting you in the hospital. I was just putting you in your place, forcing you onto your knees at my feet where you belong. And you rallied up all my ex whores of boyfriends. You ruined my life, so I'm making you pay. I'm sure you're watching this, aren't you? Haha, did you miss me Nicky? I bet you did. I've been getting to know your family quite well, well at least some of your family. I haven't got to meet your other kids yet, but that's all in due time. There safe from me… for now at least." He gave an evil laugh.

"You're husband and little boy, are in desperate need of your help, as I'm sure you can tell. Do you like what I did with your husband? He's a very sexy man. I've got to say, you sure do know how to pick them. But, I am disappointed in you. You tried to leave me for this piece of shit? I'm way more sexy then him." There was a hint of malice in his once cheerful tone. "I really can't believe you. That's why I'm doing this. I've got to make you pay for what you did.

"I have to say he is sexy as all hell. But, who knows how long his sexy body can keep me occupied, before I need fresher, younger meat." He threw a lust filled glance towards Greg and then his eyes drifted to my baby boy. He once again focused his gaze on the camera, with a malicious grin on his face. "Young boys are what really get me going. And yours is particularly hot in just his tighty whiteys." Walking over to where Jake lay in the corner, he grabbed a fistful of his hair and dragged him over to the camera. "Say hello to your father Jakey."

"Papa, please help. I'm scared Papa. Please. Daddy's really hurt. He needs you papa. Please help," Jake whispered. Just seeing his bruised, tear filled eyes made me want to break down and cry.

"You better listen to him, Nick. I don't think they'll last much longer. Your son is looking particularly hot, in just his underwear. I don't know how long your husband, Greg can satisfy my sexual urges. Like I already said, I've always liked the younger ones more. Sadly I never got to pursue my real sexual fantasies in my younger days, when I owned you and a lot of others. Anyways, you have a week to find and save them, before I lose my control, and use your son." He roughly pushed Jake, and gave a maniacal laugh as he landed hard on his side. I saw Greg move to his side, and cradle our baby's body against him. I hadn't realized that he had been unchained, and was glad at least someone was there for Jake, to calm his fears.

Hearing them cry broke my heart and filled my body with such a hate filled rage, I'm surprised I didn't break the camera. I really hated this man, and wanted the satisfaction that killing him would bring.

"Aww ain't that sweet, a dad comforting his child. You know I've always wanted a baby. Maybe I'll make babies with your pretty little husband over there. Even though I'd much rather have babies with you, I know it'll hurt you more if I have them with your husband. Now I think it's time I left you to your thoughts, and let your family have some much needed… bonding time. Tootleloos." He smiled and there was glint of malice in his eyes.

Before the camera was shut off, I saw Greg glance up at it and scream "I LOVE YOU NICKY. PLEASE BABY, DON'T FORGET THAT!" There was a grunt of pain as he pushed Greg backwards.

"What did I tell you? You weren't supposed to talk. Maybe you need another beating to make sure you never forget." I could hear the sound of leather hitting flesh. And saw that man beating Greg with a belt. There was quiet whimpers coming out of the man I loved more than life itself, and Jakey said "Please don't hurt my daddy again. PLEASE STOP!" The screen went blank, and my eyes fluttered open, thus ending the painful flashback. I couldn't get that terrible memory out of my head. I knew Grissom was right. My other kids need me. And I need them. I have to protect them; I can't let them fall into Richard's clutches also.

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Note: I know that obviously Greg and Nick didn't know each other in high school. But, in this version of the story, Nick met Greg his junior year, and motivated him to get out of his terrible relationship. Shortly after he was released from the hospital, Greg's parents found out about them. Not being able to deal with a gay son, they moved, not giving Greg any choice, or letting him pack anything. Before he left though, he was able to whisper, "I love you, and when I can, I'll be in Las Vegas, waiting for you." Nick moved to Las Vegas after graduating high school, and waited for Nick there. He eventually found the man he was hopelessly in love with, and it was a happy reunion.

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*** If you guys are re-reading this and thought the Unsub (Nick's ex, and the kidnapper) was named something diferent, he was. I changed his name from Samuel to Richard because... well my boyfriends name is Sam and it's strange. Haha of course I wrote this wayyyy before we got together but I still think I should change it. Anyways... yepp.