Both of them quickly faked unconsciousness as the door opened
Both of them quickly faked unconsciousness as the door opened. They could tell that more than one person had come into the room and it sounded like someone was being dragged.
"Tie him up over there. The pretty red head goes on the other bed and the blonde over here." A gruff voice commanded. Sara felt one of them touch her face and turn her head.
"She should be awake by now. I want to have my fun." It was the same voice and Sara fought with everything she had to keep her face neutral and her body relaxed.
"Later. We'll let her wait until the two new additions wake up and then we'll play." This time the voice was smooth. He commanded that the other women be stripped just as she was and then they left. Warrick was the first to chance opening his eyes.
"The coast is clear. Can you see who else is here? Your body is blocking my view."
Sara looked over and gasped. Warrick was looking off to the side and gasped as well.
"It's Catherine and I can only assume Greg because I can't see over her. They are in the same positions and dress code as we are. I'm beginning to think we may not be in the motel, their scene was across town from ours."
"I agree with you because Sophia is over here. She was the detective for Catherine and Greg. Where the hell are the cops? Surely Brass has noticed that we are missing by now."
"I hope so. So, we have until Catherine wakes up, I hope they don't do what I think they are going to do."
"Me too girl. Me too."
Jim Brass was on the ground regaining consciousness. He suddenly sat up and looked around. The crime scene was empty. There were no kits, no evidence and certainly no investigators. The only thing he did see was the Denali they'd arrived in. He flipped open his cell phone and radioed dispatch.
"Dispatch, this is Jim Brass. Over."
"Copy Captain Brass. Go ahead."
He told them what had happened and he was instructed to hold his current position. Ten minutes later Gil Grissom screeched to a halt ten feet away from his car. Detective Vartaan was right behind him. Nick was jogging to keep up with his boss.
"Jim what happened?" Grissom sent Nick to Catherine's scene just to be on the safe side. "Take the car and go find out what is going on. I will catch a ride back with the detective. Call me as soon as you know." Nick left without another word. He returned his attention to Brass, who in turn was resting on the hood of his car.
"I don't know what happened, Gil. I was watching them work when I got hit on the back of the head. I just woke up and the car is all that is left." Grissom scanned the area for evidence and found nothing. Just then Nick called and told him that Catherine, Greg and Sophia were abducted from their scene as well. Grissom told him to scour every centimeter of their scene and hung up. He examined Brass' head to maybe get an indication of what he was hit with. He took the photos and swabbed the wound. After his statement was collected, Jim Brass was sent to the hospital to be checked out. Once again Grissom scanned the area to see if he missed even one clue. He was mentally a mess since four of his CSI's have disappeared seemingly without a trace. Truth be told, he was especially worried about one in particular. He vowed to himself that is she was found alive there would be no hiding behind his feelings anymore. He stayed at their site for hours and even hoped that some daylight could help.
Two hours later, slight moaning could be heard from the other three occupants of whatever room they were in. Warrick and Sara were quick to quiet them. Catherine looked around startled to see Greg tied up on the ground looking back at her face and Sara in her underwear tied to the other bed.
"What the…" She began but was cut off by Sara.
"SSHHH! We don't have much time and it's only going to get worse. Warrick is on the other side my bed tied up as well. Sophia is on a bed opposite us. We have been stripped for a reason. When they brought you in here, we pretended to still be knocked out. One of them said he wanted to 'play' with me. I am assuming that the same thing is going to happen to you. Do you remember anything?"
"No. I was looking for evidence when a cloth was put over my face. I woke up here. How about you Greg, do you remember anything?"
"The same as you only I whacked on the head. It really hurts and I can't tell if I'm bleeding or not." Sara lifted her head as best she could to see Sophia.
"What about you Sophia?"
"I got a cloth over my face. I did see that there was more than one because a second man was headed toward Catherine. They were wearing all black and I could not discern any distinguishing characteristics." Sophia told the small group from her spot.
Sara told Warrick what they said and told the other three that the same thing happened to them. Just then they heard a click on the door. Fear settled in the bodies of the five prisoners, though they made sure to wear a mask of bravery. They saw four large men come in the room. They had on all black and their faces were covered by ski masks. They were even wearing sunglasses to protect any chance of identity just as Sophia described.