OH MY GOD! Y'all really do like this tale, don't y'all? Well I am really sorry for the delay. School and illness have stopped me from writing. But now I have a writing urge that needs to be heard :)

Ryan woke up with a killer headache.

'This is beginning to become a habit' he thought to himself. Opening his eyes, he was met with nothing. The room was empty, except for the instruments of torture, ready to beat a deathly rhythm onto his bruised form. Ryan decided to start on his escape plan. It was the only thing he could do. He tried to roll his wrists, but the rope bit into them. He could tell that is was a tight knot, crossed at his tender wrists to make it harder to break. Looking down, his ankles were only just tied to the wooden chair. He started to slowly kick the leg, hoping to break the thin piece of wood. Just as he geared up for a big kick, Ryan froze when the sound he didn't want to hear sounded. A key turning in a lock.

Evan opened the metal door slowly, savouring the loud creaking that resonated. He walked towards his captive, knowing from the hidden camera that was pointed on Ryan that he was awake and trying to escape. Evan had hoped that messing with his head would squish these ideas, but apparently he needed more encouragement. Evan stopped in front of Ryan, who stared back with fear mixed with hatred in his eyes.

"I hope you enjoyed your sleep Mr Wolfe. Your friends did. Except they slept in beds, not tied to a chair" Evan spoke with sarcasm evident in his thick Russian voice. Ryan wouldn't meet his eyes, trying to pretend that he was kicking the chair leg slowly because of nerves. Evan wasn't as dumb as Ryan gave him credit for. Evan pulled out of his pocket a roll of sticky, silver duck tape. Pulling it sharply, the sound of adhesive ripping filled the room. Ryan stopped kicking the chair, brain racing. Evan then grabbed Ryan's left leg, holding it in an iron grip. Ryan tried to kick Evan, but his foot was forced back against the wood. Evan attached the end of the roll to Ryan's leg, wrapping it around and around. He repeated this with the other leg, destroying Ryan's only escape plan he could come up with. Evan stood, before being attacked with a barrage of words from his captive.

"WHY ME? Why was it that you had to chose me? If you could see me, then you could see my friends. Why not chose one of them? Oh wait I know, YOUR A PSYCHOPATH!" Evan struck Ryan across the face, silencing him. Evan once again ripped the duck tape but this time wrapped it around his head, making it even harder to breath for the young man who was tied up. Evan then bent down next to Ryan and whispered in his barely uncovered ear, "I think it's time to pay your friends a visit". Evan then stood up and left Ryan on his own.

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Horatio and Calleigh entered the lab the same time a package did. The delivery boy was barely 16, but immediately caused a red flag with the two experienced CSI's. He walked up to the desk, asking for a signature for the DNA lab. Horatio intercepted the package, signing for it before sending the teenager on his way. Horatio pulled out a pair of gloves before carrying it to the DNA lab. Calleigh followed him, pulling on a pair of gloves of her own. They slowly undid the tape, revealing a normal pack of lab coats. They both breathed a sigh of relief and disappointment. They had wanted and not wanted it to be about Ryan. They both walked to the door, leaving the package open. Valera was walking towards her lab, hoping her new lab coat had arrived today. She saw Horatio and Calleigh exiting her lab, walking away towards the layout room. Valera walked with a bit faster to her lab, hoping that they had been there with evidence which could lead them to Ryan. She walked into her lab to see an opened box of lab coats. Slight disappointment was felt but more excitement over the new lab coats. But as Valera took one step into her lab she was thrown backwards by a fist of an explosion. The glass doors behind her shattered with the impact of a tiny person and she passed clean through, coming to rest against the wall opposite. Valera was barely conscious, confusion as she heard an alarm far away, people shouting words which breezed past her. She could barely see the smoking mess that was her lab in front of her. She felt someone put their fingers on her soft throat. She looked up to see Calleigh, talking but her words were drowned out by silence.

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Calleigh and Horatio were walking to the layout room when the explosion happened. They spun to see Valera, their valued lab tech fly backward through the glass door and crashing back fist into the wall opposite. Horatio and Calleigh ran forward, Horatio went to find medical help while Calleigh ran towards her friend, reaching her in a heartbeat which Calleigh wished Valera still had. Feeling a pulse underneath her fingers, Calleigh breathed a sigh of relief when Valera looked up. The lab tech seemed to not understand as Calleigh calmly explained what was going on.

'Shock' Calleigh summarised as the paramedics arrived with Horatio in tow. Calleigh quickly relayed her findings to the group who got the hurt lab tech onto a stretcher and took her away. Horatio and Calleigh entered the smashed up lab and instantly found the epicentre of the explosion. Exactly where the box of lab coats had been. They surveyed the damage done by their error, smashed test tube fragments, acids and liquids were spilled over the ground and papers and computers were smashed and ripped up.

A man walked over to a 16 year old delivery boy, before paying him and walking off. Evan smiled as he watched an ambulance pull up. Evan took a picture, before disappearing into the crowd. He became another face who had come to see the commotion...

I hope y'all enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it :)

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