Disclaimer: Same as the first chapter.
Rating: Still T just in case.
A/N: Thank you to those who have reviewed. I don't know why but it took 2 days for the reviews to end up in my inbox and for the story alert to end up in peoples' inboxes according to a friend of mine. This chapter is a little shorter then the first but I hope you still enjoy it.
Chapter 2
She felt as if she had been sucker punched in the stomach and had the wind knocked out of her.
Missing, missing, missing. The words echoed over and over in Sara's head. This couldn't be happening. It must be a dream or a sick joke. It just couldn't be real.
Brass began to worry when Sara didn't respond to the news. "Sara?" he quietly spoke as he gently touched her shoulder. His touch seemed to snap her out of her haze.
"What the hell happened?! Where is he?!" Sara screamed. "Sara, calm down. I'll tell you what we know so far." Brass said as he grabbed Sara by both shoulders, trying to remain calm himself.
"He was out investigating a D.B. in a house by the Howard Duncan Park." Brass began.
"Where was the cop guarding the scene?!" Sara yelled again.
"I'm getting to that. The cop got a call about a riot, all officers in the area needed. Apparently it was a hoax to draw the cop away from the scene." stated Brass.
"And Grissom was left all alone?!" Sara asked, unable to tone down her voice.
"No, Nick was there with him."
"Oh my god, Nick, is he ok? Where is he?!" Sara exclaimed.
"He's ok. The perpetrator snuck up behind him and hit him over the head. When he woke up, whoever hit him was gone and so was Grissom. He found Grissom's open field kit in the house. There appeared to be a struggle. Either the perp tried to sneak up on Griss and failed or he didn't worry about being quiet once he got the cop and Nick out of the way. Nick is being kept overnight as a precaution. He's got a mild concussion and a nice bruise on the back of his head. I practically had to drag him off the scene and get checked out at the hospital. He wanted to stay and help Catherine, Warrick, and Greg process the scene. He was more concerned about you and the kids then his own health."
"Oh my god, the kids?!" Sara gasped as she looked towards the hall. "How am I gonna tell Alex his father's been kidnaped?" she asked as she began to pace back and forth. A moment later she paused and sighed.
"Guess I might as well get this over with."
"You want me to come with you?" Brass asked.
"No, no...thanks Jim but I should do this alone. You wait here."
A moment later Brass could hear Sara screaming his name.
"JIM!!"
Brass rushed down the hall.
"What is it?!" he asked frantically.
"Alex is gone, so is Bruno. He left this note." She said with tears streaming down her face.
Brass took the note, written in crayon, and began reading.
Mommy,
I herd you and Gampa Jim talking. Daddy always said I was the man of the howse when he wuzzent heer and to take care of you and Megan. So Bruno and I are gunna find daddy and bring him home so you can be happy again.
Luv,
Alex
Brass and Sara stared at each other for a moment.
"He can't have gotten far." Sara said as she rushed out of Alex's bedroom.
"ALEX!! ALEX!!" Sara screamed as she ran out of the front door.
"ALEXANDER JAMES GRISSOM WHERE ARE YOU?!
She began to run down the sidewalk when Brass grabbed her arm from behind.
"Sara, you gotta stay here with Megan. Let us handle this. I'll keep you informed, about Grissom too."
Sara nodded her head, unable to speak.
"Did either of you see a little boy leaving the property?" Brass asked the two officers out front, stunned from Sara's screaming.
"No sir." They both replied.
"Alright, Laford...you stay here with Sara."
"Yes sir" the officer replied, gently taking Sara's arm and leading her back to the house.
"Winskye, you're with me."
"Yes sir" the second officer replied, heading to the car with Brass as Jim grabbed his walkie talkie and began relaying information about Alex.
"This is Capt. Brass. I'm putting out an A.P.B. on a missing child. Name is Alexander Grissom, 5 yrs. old, short curly brown hair, blue eyes..."
Sara stood in the front window as she watched Brass and the officer speed off.
A/N: OK, hope you enjoyed the chapter. The park's name was created by using both of my late grandfathers first names. The officers are the last names of an old classmate of mine(Laford) and a friend of mine since the 3rd grade(Winskye-pronounced "Win-ski") Couldn't think of any names so I just chose from guys I know. Again reviews are not required but I hope you will leave one.
