CHAPTER 9
A/N: Okay! Please don't kill me yet, wait till you see how it ends! Alright, with that said, onto the next chap, thanks for the reviews!
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"Hey, you guys getting close to done?" Warrick asked the diggers impatiently. He wanted to get to Sara and Catherine, why was it taking so long to dig?
"Yeah, you'll be able to send a team down in approximately three minutes." Someone told him. He nodded his thanks and headed over to tell Brass who was still contemplating a plan to control Grissom.
"Three minutes." Warrick announced.
"Thanks Warrick, we're ready." He nodded, gesturing towards a team standing off to the side. "Is Grissom back yet?"
"He's over there, thinking." Warrick answered. "Want me to go talk to him?"
"If you think you can get through to him. I really don't know what's going on with him; he's never acted like this before." Brass shrugged. Warrick nodded and headed over to talk to Grissom. He was pretty sure he had a theory on why Grissom was so angry…
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How had this happened? Sara didn't know what to do. She was trapped in this room with countless injuries, bleeding, her eyes shut as tightly as her body would allow due to the excruciating pain, listening to Catherine get abused, and it was all her fault. If they did make it out of this alive, what was she going to say? Everyone would hate her for making Catherine go through this, what was she going to do? Even worse, what if she made it out alive, and Catherine didn't? What would happen then? It would be her fault Catherine was dead, everyone would hate her, and Lindsay wouldn't have a mother. She had to stop Ryan, she had to do something. It really didn't matter to her if she died anymore, she probably wouldn't have any friends or a job after she got out of this, everyone would hate her, and it would only be worse for her if Catherine died and she didn't because everyone would blame her. She blamed herself, they should blame her. Why did Ryan have to take Catherine too? Why did he have to do this to her?
"Ryan!" She shouted.
"Shut up bitch!" He screamed at her, barley taking his eye off Catherine for a second. He hated being interrupted, and it was the second time Sara had interrupted him. He was done with Catherine anyways now, she was barley alive, and he didn't really want to kill her, if he killed her, she couldn't suffer, she couldn't remember him. She was already so bruised, so hurt, he was barley doing anymore damage no matter how hard he kicked or punched or pushed now, but Sara, she was just asking for more. He had been planning on leaving them to suffer, leaving them for their CSI friends to find, but she had to call his name.
Sara didn't know what to say. Nothing she did was going to distract him from hurting Catherine, it seemed. Just as she thought that nothing would distract him, he stopped. She held her breath, waiting for him to continue hurting her friend, but he didn't. Then he slowly turned and approached Sara. She screamed as he raised his fist. She had distracted him finally, and now she was going to pay…
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"Hey Brass, we heard more screaming, and a bit of talking." The head digger, Jonathon, called out. Brass got up and walked over.
"Man or a woman's voice? Could you tell?" He asked.
"Uh, the scream was definitely a woman's." Jonathan answered.
"Good, so one of them is still alive, at the very least." Brass sighed under his breath.
"We can lift up the wood now, if you have a team ready to go in." Jonathan announced with a smile of encouragement. He could tell that these missing CSIs were more than co-workers; they were close friends, to these people. He hoped they got out alive.
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"Grissom?" Warrick asked as he leaned up against the tree beside his boss.
"Hey Warrick." Grissom sighed. Grissom was completely lost in thought. What would he do if she was dead? What would he do if he never got to tell her?
"You okay?" Warrick asked, visibly concerned. Grissom tried a smile, but lousily failed.
"No, but I will be, as soon as we get them back." Grissom shrugged.
"Yeah, me too." Warrick agreed. "Brass is worried about you, you know." Warrick told Grissom after a moment of silence.
"Why is he worried about me? He should be worrying about Sara and Cath." Grissom quickly replied. Why was Brass worried about him?
"He is, but he's worried about you too. Says he's never seen you like this before." Warrick explained. Grissom chuckled. Figures, he had never seen himself like this before either. "What's going on Grissom?"
"Catherine and Sara are missing, we're worried, and we're finding them." Grissom explained, trying to make it appear as if it were nothing more. He didn't know if admitting his feelings out loud would help him or not. At this point, it seemed almost anything would.
"No, I meant with you." Warrick probed.
"Oh." Grissom opened his mouth to admit how he was feeling to Warrick in hopes he could help, when they were cut off by Brass's shouts.
"Grissom! Warrick! We're sending them in…" In a split second, both men were on their feet and standing beside Brass. The team got ready as Jonathon and one of his men prepared to pry up the wood…
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Ryan raised his fist to knock her out, and she screamed again. He hadn't realized how loudly she screamed the first time, but it knocked him off guard. Since he was off guard, he hit her in the nose instead of the temple, and she fell over, but was still conscious. She was staring at him, brown eyes wide and full of terror and pain. He grimaced. Why did Sara Sidle cause him so much trouble? Was it because she was his first victim, or was it something else about her? Maybe because he'd gotten to know her beforehand and she wasn't just a freak like his buddies claimed she'd be. There were a million reasons running through his mind, but he didn't stop to think about them, he let the adrenalin take over. He raised his fist again, and this time there was no scream. He smoothly connected her temple, sending her into an unconscious state. He lost control of his body and let his mind subconsciously enjoy attacking her, well he was enjoying it, until he was yet again interrupted. He spun around, surely Catherine had not woken up yet, it would have been impossible. She hadn't. There were still only three people in the room, and he was the only one that was conscious, but what was that noise? He looked all around, and then he looked up too see strands of light peeking through the boards. He had to get out of there, and fast!
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A/N: Another cliffy! I'm sorry, I can't help myself… don't hate me! Haha, well if you'd like to, go ahead. Please review and tell me what you think! I'll try to post another one a.s.a.p! Hope you enjoyed it!
