Hunters and Collectors

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Chapter 10

Sara and Sofia were both well rested and totally bored stiff with being in hospital but the nursing staff had decided that the best way to keep them happy was to have them both in the same room together, at least then they could bore each other. Sara was still stiff and sore from the repaired bullet wound and her healing ribs whilst Sofia was still nursing bruises and other breaks from her unexpected fall down the stairs.

"Ya know Sof, I never got around to saying thanks, I owe you big time for saving my life."

"No big deal Sara, but I'll collect later," she smiled," now is not a good time for collecting anything, you owe Grissom too, I just wish we could get out of here and go home but we have to wait until we are healed up better. This silence of information is beginning to get to me. What is going on with the case? Neither Cath nor Grissom have been in, and Nick is conspicuous by his absence, and he normally the first here.

The door opened at that moment and Greg walked in, looking flustered and afraid.

"Ok Greg you never could hide your emotions, so what's going on that you look like a scared rabbit?" asked Sara.

"Well, umm, Nick is in surgery, his car was run off the road and….."he didn't know how to continue.

"Ok Greg, I think I can guess the rest, but you have to say it."

"Catherine was taken out of the vehicle, she was abducted and we don't know where she is."

"I could have a pretty good guess, have you tried her place?" Sara asked him slowly.

"Yes we've been there, nothing, even been there twice since and still nothing."

"Alright Greg, these guys are devious but they always slip up, where did they slip up this time?"

"When they hit Nick's SUV we got enough off the transfer to ID the vehicle used, but it hasn't been found yet."

"Ok here's an idea for you, tell me if you think I'm wrong Sofia, I want you to drive the streets around Cath's place, in an outward spiral, unmarked car too, take Vartann with you. That truck must be in that area. Have you checked for any properties connected with the trio or their families?"

"I think you may be right Sara, they could be in a back alley, or three blocks away, but no further than about 3 miles or the nearest warehouse, find that and you find them and Cath."

Greg brightened up at the idea, yelled his thanks and vanished, he had something important to do, and Lou Vartann would help for sure.

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Catherine was lying on a cold concrete floor, the air around her smelt musty and dusty, her jaw hurt and she felt the whiplash from the accident. Her first thoughts were for Nick, but realized that he was beyond her help, she herself needed help. That guy George was implying certain things, things that she really didn't like. In the meantime she struggled to free herself, without success, and waited, there was nothing else she could do. Then she heard a sound, the door was being unlocked and opened, she tensed for what was to come next.

"How now my pretty Catherine, such a cold hard surface for one as pretty as you, you deserve a palace with a lovely large feather bed, however being where we are right now that is not possible, soon though, very soon." George smirked and crouched down beside her, running his hands over every inch of her body, stopping to grope her breasts then sliding one hand between her legs, if she wasn't scared before she was now. When he tried to kiss her she turned her head away and received a slap across the face before he grasped her chin and mashed his lips to hers, his odour wasn't one of a usual rapist, stale cigarettes and booze, more of a masculine smell, but still stale breath.

"We are going to move you upstairs for a little bit Catherine, you'll be more comfortable for a while, but I'll warn you now, we are not averse to violence, the girls especially, so watch your tongue and your behaviour."

With that he untied her ankles and wrenched her up to her feet, half dragging her out of the cold room, funnily enough that's exactly what it was she realized, a cool room. Up the stairs Heather and Nicola frowned at her as they sat around eating a microwaved pizza, George leading her into another room that had a bed in it. George had decided he'd be the nice badguy, the girls could be the nasty ones, he had another thing to concentrate on.

He threw Catherine onto the bed with only one thought, a primal thought, in mind. He removed her shoes and socks after something of a struggle with her, then unbuttoned her slacks and pulled them down, revealing black lacy panties. He flipped her onto her stomach and ran his hands over her half naked body, her attempted screams cut off, drowned by her face pushed into the mattress, he then flipped her back over. She tried to fight back but having her hands tied behind her placed her at a serious disadvantage but she did manage to kick him which only made him madder than he was. He slapped her a few times and tied her ankles to each bed post, a most uncomfortable position lying as she was on her bound arms. George was running on almost pure adrenaline now, he tore Catherine's shirt off with his hands, used his knife to cut her black lacy bra off then bit deep into her left breast causing her to scream in pain.

"You are far too noisy Ms Willows, but we'll fix that now." He briefly got off her and left the room, coming back with a roll of duct tape, cut a large piece off and slapped it over her mouth, denying her the chance to make any noise.

"Now Ms Willows we can continue in peace and quiet, and trust me you will enjoy this." He unzipped his pants and took them off, revealing his raging erection and he smiled at her. Her lacy panties were no obstacle to his teeth as he nipped, licked, pawed and bit his way up and down her body. He then drove himself inside her, her muscles tearing at his force, her screams and cries unheard due to the tape and he didn't let up until he was satisfied. Then as suddenly as he had forced himself upon her, he got dressed and left, leaving her in pain and bleeding. She couldn't believe it at first, a rapist with control problems but god did she hurt.

George went back to Heather and Nicola. "Save me any pizza girls?" "Only if you saved her for our tender mercies George."

"Sure Heather, she's all yours now, you can do what you want with her, she's only scrap now, but please, this time don't screw up, finish what you start. Kill her."

A/N Ok I decided on a cliffie for this one.

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