A NOT SO QUIET SHIFT PART 2
DISCLAIMER; unfortunately I do not own CSI or any of the characters, if I did this season wouldn't be ending the way they seem to be saying.
Sara and Greg stood still, unsure what was happening.
"Now put your cases down and hand over your guns." Came the chilling voice again.
They did as they were told, slowly reaching and unholstering their weapons.
"You know we weren't alone, "Greg said as he put his gun down.
"You don't need to worry about him." Laughed the man as he walked to stand in front of Sara and Greg.
"YOU!! What the hell is going on?" cried Greg at the sight of the young cop.
"Well we figured 2 CSI's were worth more than 1 and as that guy Stokes was held for $1 million we should easily get $2 for you."
Sara finally found her voice. "You're mad, you really are bloody mad! They won't pay, they never pay!" she shouted.
Another man appeared at her side and slapped her hard across her face.
"Just shut up. They will pay otherwise you will be in body bags waiting on your friend Doc Robbins to cut you open. Now get over there and don't try any funny business." The man pointed to a corner near the window.
Sara and Greg walked over to where the man pointed and sat down facing the men. Sara rubbed her cheek; it was bright red and stinging.
"You okay?" asked Greg watching her.
"Yeah, what the hell is going on?" Sara asked turning to look at him.
"I don't know Sara. What do we do?"
Sara looked over at the men, they seemed to be talking and planning.
"Let's wait and see before we do anything." Sara whispered.
The older of the two men moved over to Sara and Greg, gun pointed at Sara.
"Give me your phones and pagers." He demanded.
They reached into their pockets and pulled out their phones and pagers.
"Thanks. Now who shall I call." The man scrolled through the list of contacts in Sara's phone. "Oh look here, Brass or Grissom? Which shall it be?" the man pondered. "Mmm the police or the boss. I know."
The man hit the speed dial on Sara's phone. Sara just sat there quietly praying that it wasn't Grissom, she didn't want him to find out this way.
"Brass. What's up Sara?" came the reply.
The man pushed the phone onto speaker mode.
"Well well Detective Brass. I have 2 things that you know very well. If you want them back we want $2 million by 5pm. better hurry 'cos 1 of them doesn't look so hot. Not that she did anyway, too pale and scrawny! I'll phone back in an hour. Oh don't try anything because I will shoot them."
"WHAT!! Let me talk to them. Sara, Sara you okay?" Jim yelled.
"We're fine Jim." Sara said quietly.
"It's going to be alright kiddo. Who's with you?" Jim replied.
"It's me Greg." Greg said. "Sara's not good Brass, she's been throwing up."
Sara glared at him shaking her head. "I'm fine Jim, don't worry."
"That's it for now Jimbo. $2 million. Speak in an hour." The man cut off the phone and turned to his partner.
"Let's wait now. Have you got your tie wraps? Good cuff them." He said as the young cop got out his wraps.
The cop walked over to Sara and Greg.
"Sorry. "He said as he cuffed their hands in front of them. He walked back to his partner.
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Back at the lab Grissom was slowly making a dent in the paperwork mountain when the door to his office burst open.
"Gil we have a problem!" Jim shouted. "Where the hell are Greg and Sara?"
"Calm down Jim. They should be back soon; they are on a shout down town." Grissom was shocked at the look on his friends face. He had not seen his friend look so panicked before
"Jim what is it? What's happened?" he asked.
"Gil, they are being held hostage. I don't know where or who by. Whoever it is wants $2 million in 5 hours."
"What? Sara and Greg. No!!"Grissom was stunned.
"Wait here's the address, maybe they are there and we can get them." He handed over some paperwork to Jim.
Jim picked it up, at the same time pulling out his phone. He called everyone he could think of, the sheriff, the DA he even called the SWAT team.
"Gil, they won't pay, you know that they never pay." Jim looked at Sara as a daughter and Greg well everyone liked Greg. "Sara's ill. Greg shouted something about her being sick."
"Jim I know. I also know about Sara being ill. It's just a bug. I just hope she's been drinking water. Come on lets go I can't stand to be here." Grissom stood up and walked out the door, followed by Jim.