Lab Angel: Okay, what's up? Hope you guys liked the last chapter, I'm happy my muse finally gave me inspiration for this fic. I'm moving forward in it so I hope you guys like it. I'm sorry it's been forever since I updated. I really, truly hope you guys liked this fic and I thank those of you who have stuck with me through the whole thing.
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Underlined means actions or noises, things like that.
Chapter 7
T-T Nick T-T
I watch as Greg continues to analyze the evidence from the most recent case, I turn back to the task at hand, according to Grissom this guy is getting more violent. The woman was found in the same place as the first murder, new evidence has come up. A new victim, we've all seen the pictures of the scene and the vic, new developements usually mean the suspect is getting more violent. Grissom says the suspect might get to the point where he doesn't care what the gender is of a person, that he might just start attacking people at random. Sighing I turn back to the screen to watch the tapes that Archie's scanning through, there are never tapes in the backs of the casinos. We're trying to find anything that looks out of place, anything at all to finally nab this guy.
"Hey Arch, page me if you find anything, I'm going on a break." I stand up walking out of the AV Lab, heading to the break room. "Perez." I only acknowledge him out of respect.
"Stokes, how are you?" I shrug as I open the door to the mini-fridge. As I take a deep breath to sigh, I nearly choke and start shifting things around on the shelves. I pull out a testing jar and give it a shake to see what was in it.
"Detective Perez." I hear Grissom greet the Detective.
"Grissom, I thought I told you to stop putting your experiments in the fridge!"
"Sorry Nick, ran out of room in my fridge again." He grabs the jar from my hand and examines it, after shaking it a bit he puts it back in the fridge, giving me a smile. "Nicky why don't you go home and rest for a bit. Come back in when you've rested. Hey grab Greg on the way out, the two of you have been working on the case virtually non-stop." He smiles and nods.
"Okay, thanks Gris." I stand up heading towards the DNA Lab, Greg started rubbing his eyes as I entered the lab. "Hello love." I hug him from behind and kiss his neck.
"Nick, I'm not done with these samples yet and I still have another five swabs to do." He argues but still leans back against me.
"Well, I have some good news." I whisper into his ear, pulling him up so that he's standing.
"Oh yeah, what's that?"
"Grissom told us to go home for a few hours." I start leading him to the parking lot, where my truck was parked. In the past two months, Greg and I moved into my apartment together and he sold his car.
"Great, let's go." He leaves my arms to get into the passenger side of the cab. I move around to the driver's side and get in, pulling Greg over for a kiss.
;-; Greg ;-;
I'm so happy Grissom said that we could go home, even if it is only for a few hours. We pull into the parking garage of our apartment, get out of the truck and head to the elevator that would take us up our floor. I pull out my key and unlock the door to the apartment, once inside I was pushed to the wall and I felt Nick's lips on mine. I start kissing him back, we move from the wall down the hallway, where I fumble for with the door handle to our bedroom. We nearly fall to floor when I manage to get the door open, I vaguely wonder if we're going to make it all the way through this time. I start undoing his jeans, when I have them undone, he's pulling my shirt over my head, momentarily blinding me. When the shirt is completely off, I'm turned around and what I'm assuming is the shirt, is tied around my wrists.
"Trust me." He whispers in my ear, I nod slightly before I'm pushed to the bed, his hands are at my pants, unbuttoning them and pulling them down my legs, my boxers coming down with them. I moan as I feel the heat of Nick's mouth on my left nipple, his hand at my quickly forming erection, I feel him even through his jeans, I thrust up into his hand. I saw him reach over to the nightstand for the bottle of lotion I kept there, he took the cap off and the smell of sage brush filled the air around us. He poured some of the lotion on his hands and made sure his fingers were coated with it, I lay my head back letting the feeling of his fingers at my entrance overwhelm me. Lifting my legs up he places them over his shoulders, he leans over, nearly bending me in half. I had told him I was flexible so it didn't hurt that much.
I closed my eyes tightly at the initial penatration of his finger, the slight burn wasn't much just a twinge, I opened my eyes to see the love that was in Nick's eyes. I looked over his shoulder seeing a shadow detach itself from the rest, before I could warn Nick, the shadow smashed something into the back of Nick's head. Nick slumped over me, I shook him as much as I could with my hands bound behind me, I looked over Nick's shoulder trying to get a glimpse of the attacker. Before I could get a good look at him though, a blindfold covered my eyes. I felt the presence getting closer and I felt the blow to my head, after that nothing.
---Third Person---
The man pushed Nick off of Greg and smirked, nothing said pleasure to this guy like someone else's pain. He sneered down at the tall texan and left the note by the unconscience man, then smirked again as he wrapped a blanket around the smaller man he held in his arms. He knew that the texan wasn't dead, the blow from the lamp hadn't been hard enough to kill, when he woke up, he was going to wish he was dead though.
T-T Nick T-T
When I woke up, there was moment that I was weightless, when I was sure I could sit up without getting dizzy I looked around. There was a white slip of paper on the bed next to me, I looked at it and read the words that had been typed carefully onto the paper. It took a few moments for the words to sink, but when they did I bolted for the phone on the desk across the room and called the lab.
"Hello Las Vegas Crime Lab-" The lady hadn't even got to ask me what she could help me with when I interrupted.
"This is Nick Stokes, CSI Level Three, put me through to Grissom's line." I said it all as fast and clear as I could, she paused for a moment but didn't argue, I waited a moment listening to butchered Muzak.
"Nick what's wrong? You were supposed to be back an hour ago." That stopped me I looked at the bedside clock, it had been four hours since Greg and I had come home.
'I'll be back at the lab in a little bit. Sorry to call, I just freaked out, did Greg get back?"
"No, Nick. Is something wrong?" I hear the caution in his voice, as though saying the wrong thing could set me off.
"I think Greg's been kidnapped..." I pause trying to remember what had happened.
"Nick?" I come out of my thoughts at the sound of concern in Grissom's voice.
"Yeah, I'm here Gris."
"I'll grab Cath and be there in ten minutes." I nod then realize he can't see it.
"Okay, I'll be here..." I heard the dial-tone and hung up the phone. "I'll be here..." Ten minutes had gone by, I had put on some pants but that's all I did, I knew better than to disturb the scene. I sit in the hallway next to the bedroom door, I hear someone knock, get up and move towards the door.
;-; Greg ;-;
I feel the rough fabric of the blindfold against my closed eye lids, for a moment I believe I'm still laying in bed, then the thought is shattered as I hear the sounds of the freeway. 'I guess I'm not lying in bed still... What happened?' I feel that there's someone near me, I turn my head towards the person hoping against all odds that whoever they are, that they're friendly, the hit to my stomach answers my unasked question about whether they're friendly.
"Just stay still pretty boy and maybe you'll come out of this alive." A man's voice, sitting next to me, there are other people around us.
"Yeah, or maybe we'll throw you out in the middle of the desert and wish you luck getting back to Vegas. Course, maybe Houston would be a better place to head towards." I freeze, did I just hear them right?
"Houston?" I ask, hoping that they answer, hope that they're stupid enough to tell me where we are or where we're headed.
"Don't talk to him boys." I tense up.
"Perez?" I looks towards the sound of the voice.
"That's right Sanders, I told your friend that you wouldn't be with your boyfriend for too much longer, the guys here like pretty little boys like you. Now, no one talk to him." I fall into silence, one of them has his arm over my shoulders, I try to shrug him off and one of the other guys punches me in the stomach.
"Why would you do this?" I ask getting ready for another hit, but it didn't come.
"I'm doing this because of Alexis, I didn't want to murder her, but they were going to give me up to the police... I couldn't let that happen, I got to where I am by doing dirty deeds. I could have given them up just as easily as they gave me up, but I decided that one persons life wasn't worth making my family live a life in shame." I could hear the sorrow in his voice I didn't know what to say to the information he was giving me, that was a full fledged confession.
Lab Angel: Okay I'm sorry I know I promised that this would be the last chapter but I can't end this with an uneven amount of chapters! Don't worry though I do have it completely laid out in my mind. I will update it again as soon as possible! -bows- I'm so sorry!
