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Greg moaned as he woke up again. He tried to remember where he was, and why he had this terrible headache. He slowly opened his eyes.

"Want some water, boy?" a smokey voice asked. Now Greg remembered. He just nodded.

Mark came over to him, helding a bottle of water in his left hand. A knife in the left one. He opened the bottle and put it on Greg's mouth, who tried to swallow the cool liquid. Greg had to cough, and Mark put the bottle away again.

"You really look like hell", he said and laughed.

"What do you want with me?" Greg tried to whisper. It was more like a cough.

"None of your business", Mark replied grinning.

"Where am I?"Greg tried again. He had a feeling that this conversation is ending in nowhere, but at least he had to try. Maybe he could find out something to get out of here or at least give Grissom and the others a clue to where he was.

"God, you are all the same", Mark said, suddenly with an angry and loud voice. Greg tried to look him in his eyes. "Where am I, what do you want with me? I told you, nobody's going to save you!" Greg didn't see it coming. Mark punched him in the stomach again.

"Nobody's going to hear you're screaming!" Punch

Greg tried so hard not no make a sound. Mark pushed his head through his hair back and a small weak scream came from his mouth.

"Now I have you where I wanted you to be", Mark said. He dropped the knife on the floor and pulled out his cell phone. "Let's call your friends again".

At the lab

Catherine had to sit down. She wasn't expecting anything like this. Greg was beaten up by this bastard and all they could do was watching him. Tears slowly ran down her face.

Warrick just stood there like a statue, not believing what he just saw. He didn't know how to react, he just stood there, still staring at the now black screen

Nick was beside Grissom, who took place behind his desk. Nick was still staring too, and Nick's face was like stone. Both where extremely pale. Sarah and Archie had to go out of the room. They couldn't watch their Greg being tortured, being beaten to nearly death.

"Gris, I... I'm going to find Sarah and Archie, maybe we can find out who sent the tape to the receptionist," Catherine quietly said. Grissom just nodded and Catherine left the room, as fast as she could.

The three guys where left behind. Grissom decided that it was up to him to calm down and speak to the boys. "Ok, I know this is hard", he started. "But we have to do some work now, for Greg's sake".

Nick looked him in his eyes. "What work, Grissom?"he asked. "We have like no evidence left that leads us in any way to Greg, and this guy is surely not dump enough to leave address at the receptionist."

"Nick, calm down", Grissom said. " You don't know Mark as good as I know. He'll lead us to Greg, you can be sure for that." Warrick was still starring at the screen and he didn't seem like he was following the conversation. "Warrick, are you OK?"

"What?", Warrick murmured. He turned around to the two guys. "Did you recognize that he didn't make a sound?" Nick was about to answer, but couldn't think of anything that would help. "He tries to be brave for us", Warrick continued. "And we just stand there, doing nothing".

"Warrick, you know we're going to find him", Grissom said. "We just have to..." suddenly, Grissom's phone rang. Again with an unknown number. Grissom took a deep breath and answered.

"Grissom here".

"Oh, hi Gil, how's your day going?", Mark's voice answered. He laughed threatening.

"How's Greg", Grissom asked calmly. He didn't want to upset him and caused trouble for Greg.

"He's fine, although I think that the beating thing wasn't too good for his health"

"What do you want from me?", Grissom asked. "You can have anything, just leave Greg alone!" His voice was getting louder and Nick put a hand on his shoulder.

"Oh Gil, oh Gil", the killer began. "I told you, there's know way you get the boy back. But, maybe I saw you suffering enough, and there's a small little chance.

"What is it that you want?"

"I want you", Mark simply said. "You know, usually I just get annoyed of the people I killed, however, this is certainly my last job. I have nothing left to loose. I just want you dead." He whispered the last words in the phone.

"I want to speak to him. To make sure he is still alive,", Grissom demanded.

"I also told you to be more polite. Otherwise I won't make you such a nice offer, your live against his." Mark made a pause, and suddenly Grissom heard a scream through the cell phone. Greg's scream.

"I do everything you want", Grissom said, now getting panicked. "Leave him alone, please!"

"Well, I do, but only because you where asking so kindly", Mark said. "And since I'm in a good mood today, you're allowed to speak to him. Make it short."

"Grissom, is that you?". Greg's voice. He sounds so weak, Grissom thought.

"Yeah, yeah it's me. How are you doing, Greg", he asked calmly. What a stupid question!

"Well, I live I'd say", Greg whispered. He had to cough.

"Grissom, please don't do anything this guy wants you to do", he continued. "He doesn't plan to bring me back to you, he only wants revenge." Greg made a pause. Grissom expected that Mark would interrupt the call by now, but he didn't.

"Greg, I have to. It's the only chance to get you back".

"No, Grissom, you don't understand, he's..." and again, Greg wasn't able to finish his sentence.

"Greg? Greg!", Grissom exclaimed through the phone.

"What a nice conversation you had", Marks smoky voice said. "Are you satisfied?"

"It was too short", Grissom said.

"Well, I said, you have a time limit. Your problem. Now what's with the deal, your live against his? Deal or no deal?"

Grissom took a deep breath. "Deal", Grissom said.

"Good. Exchange is at 9 p.m. I'm sure you'll find out the place if you read through the file of the last murder."

Mark hang up. Grissom sat there behind his desk, with his phone still at his ear. They were going to get Greg back.

Aaaaand cut ;) Next chapter is coming tomorrow, but only if I get some opinions – you know the rules ;) and thank you very much for reading, I hope you guys liked it :)