Summary: Greg, Warrick and Grissom are called to a crime scene, which happens to be a foster house. What happens when Greg finds a small six-year-old girl hiding in a bathroom?
"Foster dad kills his wife and turns the gun on himself." Brass announced to Greg, Warrick and Grissom as they were walking to the house.
"Murder suicide?" Grissom asked.
"That's what it looks like." Captain Brass answered.
"How many kids?" Greg asked Brass as they walked into the house, which looked like a tornado ran through it.
"There are five kids, ages from 13-16. They're over there; the paramedics are checking them out. They're not talking." Brass answered pointing over to the paramedics with the five kids.
"I'll go talk to them." Greg told the two men and walked away towards the five kids and six paramedics.
"Hello. I'm Greg Sanders and I'm going to ask you kids a few questions." Greg greeted.
"Okay." The five kids answered softly.
"Can one of you tell me exactly what happened?"
"I can." A sixteen-year-old boy spoke up softly after about a minute of silence.
"Great, can you tell me your name?"
"Umm, my name's Johnny Matthews." He stated. "Well Nick, Mac and I were in my room listing to music when we heard screaming downstairs. I turned off the music and we opened the door so we can hear things more clearly. Then we saw Samantha and Alyson come out of Samantha's room, we didn't know what was going on. We then heard Selena crying in pure pain, then we heard one gun shot." Johnny stopped because he was about to cry.
"Then we heard Steve, out foster dad yell again then we heard another gun shot. We ran to where we were before. We were so scared." Nick continued.
"Wait is Selena your foster mom?" Greg asked curiously.
"No, she's our six-year-old foster sister." Alyson cried slightly.
"Captain Brass told me there were only five kids. Do you know where she is?" Greg worried.
"No, we tried looking for her but we couldn't find her." Samantha spoke up, her cheeks stained with tears.
"Okay, you kids stay here I'll be back." Greg told them quickly as he ran to house to find Grissom and Warrick.
"There's another kid." He announced out of breath.
"What?" Grissom and Warrick asked confused.
"There's a six year old girl." He said again catching his breath.
"Where is she?" Grissom asked.
"I don't know, the kids don't know either. They tried looking for her but they couldn't find her." He explained.
"Well, maybe she's hiding somewhere in the house." Warrick spoke up.
"Yeah she's only six she couldn't go far." Grissom pointed out.
"I'm going to go look for her in the house first." Greg announced and was about walk away.
"Greg just be careful, don't scare her and be patient." Grissom told him calmly.
"I know Griss, I will." He assured him and he walked away from the two men.
After about ten minutes after Greg left Warrick found something suspicious lying on the floor near the dead foster dad.
"Hey Grissom check this out. I think it's a note." Warrick told him as he picked up the piece of paper off the marble floor.
"What's it say?" He asked walking over to Warrick as he opened the folded piece of paper.
"Oh my God." Warrick whispered in slight fear.
"What? What's it say?" Grissom repeated louder.
" Umm, 'Dear CSIs, this house is rigged to explode at 5:15 p.m. tonight. Good Luck on finding a way out of the fire if you make it through the explosion." Warrick read the note nervously. "What time is it Grissom?"
"It's 4:55." He answered looking at his watch then looking at a very nervous Warrick Brown. "Warrick, call Greg and warn him I'm going to process a little more." Warrick nodded. "Every thing's gonna be fine." He comforted Warrick.
"Okay. I'm just worried about that little girl. What if Greg doesn't find her?"
"Knowing Greg and his determination he's going to find that little girl, especially after we tell him about the bomb. But the longer we stay here talking the less time we have." Grissom told Warrick as he put the letter in an evidence bag.
"Okay I'll call him." Warrick said, Grissom nodded and walked away.
"Sanders." Greg greeted as he looked in one of the bedrooms.
"Greg, it's Warrick. There's something you should know." Warrick started.
"What?"
"Grissom and I found a note lying by the foster dad's dead body."
"Well, what did it say?" He asked as he looked in the closet in one of the girls' rooms.
"It said 'Dear CSIs, this house is rigged to explode at 5:15pm tonight. Good luck finding a way out of the fire if you make it through the explosion.'" Warrick repeated to Greg.
"Oh my God." He whispered. "Warrick I have to find that little girl."
"I know just be careful Greg, it's already 5:00."
"I will Warrick bye."
"Bye." With that they hung up.
"Hey Warrick, I'm done in here, I think we have enough evidence. We should get out of here." Grissom announced walking briskly over to Warrick who was standing near the big white wooden front door.
"Okay."
"Did you call Greg and warn him?"
"Yeah." Warrick answered and the two CSIs walked out of the house.
"Done so soon?" Brass asked as he saw the coroners taking out the two bodies.
"Yeah this house is rigged to explode at 5:15 tonight." Grissom answered looking at his watch. "And it's 5:06 right now."
"Well where's Greg?" Brass asked curiously.
"He is in the house looking for the little girl." Warrick answered running his hands through his hair.
"What little girl?"
"There is a six year old little girl." When Grissom said this Brass looked really pale.
"I will call the fire department to get ready to put out a fire." Brass announced and walked away.
(Back in the house with Greg)
Greg was getting nervous because it was getting really close to the time the house is going to explode and he didn't find Selena yet. Greg didn't want to yell her name and stuff because he didn't want to scare her more than she probably already is. When he walked out of one of the bedrooms and started to walk down the hallway, he heard a tiny cry come form behind a closed door.
"Selena? Are you in here?" Greg asked through the door as he gave it a small knock. He heard a cry in fear. He tried opening the door but it was locked.
"Selena, my name is Greg Sanders. I'm with the Las Vegas Crime Lab. I work with the police. I will not hurt you. Can you please let me in?" Greg told her sweetly. Then he heard a sound that sounded like the door unlocking and Greg opened it to find a scared little girl with almost a color black straight hair covered in bruises and cuts.
As Greg walked closer to Selena she backed away a little bit.
"Sweetie it's okay I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help you." Greg told her as he continued to walk closer to her with his hand reaching out.
"You got to let me know if you trust me. Do you trust me enough to grab my hand?" He asked stooping down to her level still with his hand reaching out.
After about 3 seconds of looking at Greg she took his hand and looked up at him. Suddenly Greg heard his cell phone ring. He smiled slightly at Selena as he stood up and answered it; Selena smiled slightly back at him not letting go of his hand.
"Sanders." Greg answered as Selena watched him.
"Greg its Grissom. It's 5:11 did you find the little girl?" Grissom answered quickly.
"Yes I just did. She was hiding in the bathroom." He answered smiling at Selena.
"Well good you have to get out of there now." He demanded not meanly though.
"Okay hopefully she wants to leave. Like you said I don't want to scare her." Greg said. "Well bye Griss."
"Greg I don't care how you get her out! I want both of you alive you understand."
"Yes sir."
"See you later Greg."
"Yeah see you later Griss." Greg hung up the phone and looked at the time and it was 5:12.
"Selena we have to leave the house now okay?" Greg told her sweetly as he put his phone back in his pocket.
"Why?" She finally spoke up softly.
"Umm, I don't want to scare you, we just have to go." Greg said, as he was about to lead her out of the bathroom.
"No!" She raised her little voice that startled Greg slightly. "Tell me! I'm a big girl." She finished staring at Greg. "Plush how can I trust you if you can't tell me the truthf!"
"Okay this house is going to explode in about a minute and thirty seconds." He gave in.
"Well what are we waiting for? Let's get out of here!" She exclaimed but not too loudly and tried running out of the bathroom but fell on the floor grabbing her side. Greg ran to her and picked her up.
"Selena it's going to be alright. What hurts?" Greg asked her as he started to run down the long hallway to the steps.
"Everything! Especially my belly!" She cried. Greg quickly looked down at Selena and saw blood seeping through her light blue t-shirt.
"Don't worry I'll get you some help!" He assured her.
(Back outside)
"Man where are they!?" Warrick yelled. "They have 15 seconds till the house explodes!"
Greg was running as fast as he could with Selena crying lightly in his vest he wore for work.
Grissom, Brass, Warrick, the kids, the paramedics, the firefighters and even the neighbors were outside all looking at the house for Greg to come out with Selena. The neighbors were evacuated from their houses just in case they get hurt.
All of a sudden they saw a big flash and heard a huge explosion then the house was in flames.
"No!" Warrick, Brass, Grissom, and the foster kids yelled.
The firefighters started to put out the fire.
Everyone was praying that they made it out…alive.
