Chapter Four:
A Third.
After the man left both Catherine and Sara looked at each other. Not being able to speak was tough, but they could read each others eyes pretty well.
Sara couldn't stop thinking about Grissom which only made her more afraid. Where is he right now? Does he even know I'm late? She was mad she even thought that. Of course he noticed. He's just not worried yet. No big deal. But what if I die down here? She shivered with fear. No don't think that. I won't die here. Neither will Catherine. We're survivors.
Catherine was already thinking of Lindsey. What if I die? Lindsey will be so alone. I have to see her again. I have to survive. I can't not see her... Her eyes welled up with tears.
Sara noticed and looked over. It hurt to see Catherine so upset and it didn't help that looking at her made Sara even more worked up. She tried her best to give Catherine a reassuring look but it didn't help at all.
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Grissom was in his office when Brass popped his head in the door.
"Gil, where are Catherine and Sara?" Brass asked roughly. "They should have been here an hour ago."
"I don't know. Let me phone them, hold on." He said. He dialled both numbers but neither CSI answered.
"I think we should check in on them." Brass suggests stepping a few more feet into the office.
"Don't worry I sent Greg over there to see how they were doing." Grissom replied. "He'll tell us whats going on."
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Catherine looked up when she heard foot steps over top of them.. They were heading for the stairs. She could hear a voice too. A cold shiver travelled down her spine. What if he was going to kill them now? They had been down here for a few hours and they were scared out of their minds. What if he's coming to kill us?
The door creaked open and Sara went cold. The footsteps got closer and closer until the figure rounded the corner.
But it wasn't the man- it was Greg.
"Guys where are you?" He asked. And then he saw them in the corner. "Oh my god, Sara, Cath are you ok?"
They were trying as hard as they could to warn him that he was in danger but he didn't notice. And then the man came silently down the stairs.
Greg was trying to get his phone out of his pocket when the gun was pushed against his temple. He froze in place. His whole body went cold.
"That's right. Stay still. I know you don't have a gun so don't you dare struggle Sanders."
"How do you know who I am?" Greg asked frozen from head to toe.
"That doesn't matter. Look I won't kill you right now but you better do what I say. Now that your CSI buddies have pretty much figured out whats going on here were gonna have to go some where else."
He grabbed a cloth off a shelf a shoved it in Greg's face. He struggled a little and then remembered the gun. He gave up and everything went black.
Sara could only watch as her best friend slumped to the ground. She wished Greg hadn't come. At least not alone. She glared at the man as he walked towards them.
He shoved the cloth in Catherine's face and she had no choice but to breathe in. Her shoulders slumped and Sara watched as she passed out.
Then he came for Sara. She could already smell the chloroform and she just accepted it and took a deep breath. Then her world went black.
