Once again my bad luck, I do not own these characters, CBS does.
Why did my head hurt so much? Oh yeah that's where the slime bag hit me. Where am I? That will be the next order of business, figure out where I am and how to get out of here. Right after the room stops spinning. Thank God I don't have a fear of the dark because this room could not get any darker. I can't even see my hand in front of my face. Oops, speaking of my hand in front of my face, I can't do that because they are taped behind my back. OK, now that might be a good reason to panic. I try to move my feet and they too are taped. God I hate duct tape. At least with rope you have a chance of getting it untied but you can't escape duct tape. For the first time she realizes she's lying on a table. Oh things just keep getting better and better. This cannot be good. Think Sara, what can you do? I know, I can sit here and beat myself up for never having told Catherine how I felt. Now I may never get the chance to tell her that I think she is a remarkable woman and that she has a pretty good kid that I would love to have the chance to spend more time with and maybe be a real family. Are those tears? Come on Sidle, you're stronger than that. Yeah, but when was the last time you were knocked out and thrown into a completely dark room? She let the tears fall. Suddenly there was a bright light shining directly into her eyes. She couldn't see anything. Then she heard a door being opened, but because of the light she couldn't even see the door. "Who's there?"
"Well CSI Sidle, how are you feeling?'
"Like someone hit me over the head with a baseball bat."
"How very astute, that's exactly what happened."
"What do you want?"
"Well, CSI Sidle I am going to use you to set someone free from prison that should never have been sent there in the first place."
"You should know that they will never negotiate for any kind of an exchange. It's against policy."
"Oh, I'm not going to negotiate for an exchange. Your lab is going to prove that he did not kill that guy. Then he will be set free and then you will free to go."
"But that could take weeks."
"Oh but my dear CSI Sidle. I am going to give them an incentive to find the evidence much quicker than that. Are you curious?"
"You have my undivided attention."
"You see I have this video system. I am going to a send a laptop to CSI Grissom with a webcam. Your team will be able to see everything that happens to you. I have a few things planned for each day. They are not going to be fun for you. They might even be a tad bit painful. Every day they do not solve the case, something will happen to you."
Ok, now is the time for a full fledge panic attack. This guy is talking about torture. How much can I stand? I always thought I could tolerate pain pretty good but what does he have in mind?
"I can see the wheels turning CSI Sidle. Just think of all the possibilities. What can I do to you? Many, many things. We could start with breaking a few fingers. I will even let you decide which hand I will do first. Think about it. The fun will begin in two days."
"Why two days?"
"I will send a packet to CSI Grissom, he will be receiving it by courier today. It gives him the case number and the fact that I know my friend is innocent. I will give your team two days to review the file and get a head start."
"How do you know your friend is innocent?"
"Because I know who did it but I'm not willing to give him up. The evidence proves it but his lawyer didn't do his job. Now your CSI team will do his job for him."
"So in the meantime we just hang out here in this lovely dungeon with the oh so lovely décor and play scrabble or what?"
"You know CSI Sidle I really dislike your attitude. Maybe I should show you who is boss here." With that he brought his arm back and backhanded her across the face. "Now it is time to make a little movie to show your friends that I have you and that you are alive." He moved to the corner and for the first time she noticed a camera on a tripod. When the green light came on, he returned to her and stood at the foot of the table. He pulled her legs out flat and attached a chain to one ankle then cut the duct tape. Then he attached the chain to the other ankle. He then moved to the head of the table. "I am going to cut the tape behind your back, do not try anything stupid because as you can tell from the chains on your ankles, you cannot get away, ok? Even if you could get off this table, which you can't, there is no way out of this hole"
"OK." Her voice came out as only a little more than a whisper. She was officially scared. There was no escaping without a little help from her friends or she could always pray for divine intervention.
He cut the tape and chained her hands above her head. "So how do you like our little setup?"
"I think it sucks big time."
He hit her again with no warning only this time he used a closed fist. "What did I tell you about your attitude? Don't get smart with me."
"That's just my coping mechanism. I become a smart aleck when I am scared."
"Well, let the fun begin."
He let go with a volley of closed fist punches all over her head and a some to the mid section and when she tried to turn away from the blows he hit her in the back.
He walked over and turned off the camera and popped out the disc. "Now I will send the package to CSI Grissom and the team will go to work. Sleep tight CSI Sidle. If you can."
With that, the room went black and she knew she was alone. Damn it hurt to even relax.