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Chapter 7

Hundreds and hundreds of people were around the scene of the crime. Officers and investigators alike were examining every single square inch of the place while paramedics tended to both Brass and Grissom. Brass had sustained a large bump on the back of his head, but he was bound to live. Grissom had received multiple cuts and lacerations as well as bruising on his ribs. When the paramedics were done examining the two, Brass walked up to Grissom and said, "Incoming."

Grissom turned his head and saw Ecklie and Rory Atwater approaching them. "What happened, Gil?" asked Ecklie.

"Don't play stupid with me Conrad. They came and they took Sara!" shouted Grissom.

"Gil, calm down…" said Atwater.

"I can't calm down!"

Brass held Grissom back and looked at the two. "Listen, we had plenty of officers at the scene. Where they went, I have no idea, but we did nothing wrong."

"Apparently you did. We now have five missing CSIs in the hands of six very angry criminals. Who knows what they have in store for them," explained Atwater.

"We're going to find them. Just let us work the case," suggested Brass.

"No, you both are emotionally involved. I'm going to have Days cover the case," said Atwater.

"What? No! These are my friends!" shouted Grissom.

"Which is exactly why you can't work on this case. Until we get all of them back, you both are on administrative leave, do I make myself clear?" asked Atwater.

Grissom threw up his hands in anger and stormed off to his car. Shaking his head, Brass followed after him. "Gil, what's the matter with you? You've never acted like this before."

"Yeah, well I never had my entire team taken by six convicts that hate our guts before," shouted Grissom.

"Gil, relax. We'll get them back."

"How Brass? In just a matter of days, we went from having a team of six to a team of one. I can't take this Brass. I need to be out there finding them right now."

Out of nowhere, Grissom's cellphone began to vibrate. Without even looking at the caller ID, Grissom said into the phone, "Grissom."

"Hello, Gil. How are you?"

Brass could see that Grissom went from furious to scared in a matter of seconds. "Who is this?"

"You don't recognize this voice? It's Carl. You know…sometime back you were investigating the disappearance of those two boys?"

"What the hell do you want?"

"I want to know how important your team is to you. I'm standing here, holding a gun in my hand and pointing it at your team. I want to know which one you think deserves to be the lucky one and die a painless death."

"You sick son of a bitch," muttered Grissom.

"What's that? Did you say Sara Sidle? Okay," laughed Carl.

"No, wait," said Grissom.

"Then who shall it be? I'm losing my patience Gil…and you know what happens when I lose my patience."

Grissom rubbed the back of his hand against his forehead and paced the lot. "Tick tock, Gil."

"How about we make a deal?" suggested Grissom.

"A deal? What are you thinking?"

"We let all of you go free in exchange for their freedom."

"What, Gil, no," whispered Brass.

"Do we have a deal?"

Instead of a reply, Grissom heard a monstrous laughing fit coming from the opposite end. "Thank you for the laugh, Grissom. But we didn't want freedom. We could care less for being in a prison. What we seek…is revenge. And just for a little taste of what I mean, one of my associates is going to demonstrate for you. Bring him out here."

Grissom stood there glued to the spot and waited. He could hear two voices shouting something. Then, he could hear Carl say, "Why don't you say hi."

"Hello?" came a voice that was all too familiar.

"Greg? Are you alright?"

"For now, anyway. I could really go for some grain…fresh from the mill," said Greg.

"Greg, what are you…" began Grissom but he was rudely interrupted by Carl's voice saying, "Go ahead and have your fun."

Then, out of nowhere, Grissom heard a buzzing noise and Greg crying out in pain. "GREG! GREG, CAN YOU HEAR ME?"

The buzzing noise came back and Greg screamed again. There was laughing as the person continued to torture Greg. "Alright, I think he's had enough. Well, Mr. Grissom, I hope you understand the circumstances that you are in. Until our next chat. Good bye."

"Wait," said Grissom, but Carl had already hung up. "What happened?" asked Brass.

Slowly, Grissom turned and looked at Brass. "They tortured Greg. But before that, Greg mentioned something about wanting fresh grain from the mill."

"Do you think he was giving us a clue to where they are?" asked Brass.

"Well, if he was, then that means they can only be in one spot; Steve and Frank's Grain Mill over in Carson City."

"You want to head over there now?"

Grissom nodded and quickly, the two men got into the Taurus and sped off towards Carson City.


After the phone call, Kay laughed as she took Greg's limp, yet conscious form and threw him back into his room. "That was fun," she smiled as she held up her laser and pressed the button, sending a blue shockwave between the two metal pointers.

"I'm sure Greg got the shock of his life," laughed Scott, making the entire room laugh. Inside the cell that held both Nick and Greg, Nick rushed up to the hurting form of his friend. "Dude, are you alright?"

Slowly Greg nodded his head. That's when Nick noticed the laser marks on his neck. "Is that…?"

"Yeah, they were too scared to use their fists," laughed Greg weakly.

Nick smiled at Greg and helped him to sit up and rest against the wall. In the cell next to them, Warrick, Catherine and Sara had heard the commotion and feared the worse. "How do you think Greg's doing?" asked Sara.

"Probably not as bad as how Grissom's feeling right now," replied Warrick.

"But, what did Greg mean when he saw 'fresh grain from the mill'?" asked Catherine.

"I think he was telling Grissom where we were in code," replied Sara.

"Hopefully Grissom figures it out before there's another smack down," hoped Warrick.

"Knowing Gil, I'm sure he's on his way right now," replied Catherine.

TBC…

Again, sorry for the LONG delay. If you didn't read the summary, I found out that I used the wrong bad guy for Sara because I thought Todd Coombs was from another episode, but when I went and watched it, I found out I had the wrong one. I went back and looked at the first season and found the correct episode and the correct bad guy, so I went back into the previous chapters and changed them. Please read and review. And one more thing…YOU GUYS ROCK!