Sorry for the extremely long wait. I have been trying to get over this case of writer's block for this story.

Chapter 11

Greg and Eric huddled together as Phillip advanced on them. Slowly and menacingly, Phillip dragged Greg up by his collar, which made Greg let out a plea for help. "Go ahead and scream your lungs out. No one can save you now."

Greg clenched his eyes shut until he heard feet running towards him. He let out a sigh of relief as Phillip dropped him and disappeared into thin air. As soon as Phillip was gone, Greg and Eric watched as their friends appeared in the doorway. "Greg! Eric! You're alright!" smiled Marg.

They all ran into the room and surrounded the two men. As the ghosts patted Eric on the back, Nick ran up to Greg and squeezed him real hard. "Ah! Choking! Not breathing!" gasped Greg.

After Nick let Greg down, everyone gave him a slightly less life-threatening hug. "We thought you guys were dead," smiled Catherine.

"Well, technically Eric IS dead," emphasized Marg.

Everyone in the room laughed at Catherine's stupidity until they heard the evil cackle of Phillip. "Maybe we should go," suggested Paul.

"Good idea," smiled Eric as they all ran out of the dark cellar and back to the mansion. The only problem was they had no idea how to get out. "How do we get out of here?" asked Brass.

"Hold on," stated Eric as he began to feel around the wall. When he found what he was looking for, he pushed in the block and the door began to open. "Wow, you've actually made yourself useful," laughed George.

"Can we just go?" asked Eric as they ran through the doors. The secret door led the group to a staircase that led them into the shed out back. As soon as they were all out of the cellar, Eric quickly closed the door and followed the team out into the fresh air. "Thank God we're out of there," sighed Greg.

Everyone nodded in agreement as they leant over to catch their breaths…save for the ghosts. After the humans caught their breaths, Nick stated, "Well, that went well."

"No, no it didn't. Phillip is still out there. You are not safe until he is at peace," stated William.

"Relax, we'll get him," reassured Grissom, with a confused look on his face.

"Yeah, but next time will be a little harder," replied Marg.

"What do you mean?" asked Sara.

"Phillip knows what our intentions are. He's going to be harder to find and very cautious around any one of us," sighed Gary.

All the mortals nodded in understandment. And that's when a light bulb went on over Greg's head. "I've got an idea!" he shouted.

"Oh no," sighed Grissom as he held his head in his hand.

Ignoring Grissom, Greg turned to Marg and asked, "Do you have any spare paper and ink in your newspaper shop?"

"Yeah, why?" replied Marg.

Without answering her, Greg made a dash for the press. Everyone stood still, completely confused by Greg's scene. "Do you think we should follow him?" asked Nick.

Before anyone could answer, Eric ran off after Greg. "We should probably go make sure they don't do anything stupid," sighed Jorja.

Together, they ran after Greg and Eric. When they arrived, they saw Eric writing something and Greg standing over him smiling. "What the hell are you doing?" asked Catherine.

"Eric here is writing a letter to good old Phillip, telling him to meet him at the Graveyard. However, what Phillip doesn't know is that thanks to you guys, we'll be by his grave. And then…BAM! We'll trap him in there forever!" explained Greg.

"Great plan, Greg, but…how do you plan to trap him in the grave?" asked Warrick.

"Well, I haven't thought that part out yet, but I'm sure this will work! So, are you guys with me?"

Everyone stared at Greg questioning. After a long, awkward pause, they all nodded in purified agreement. "Awesome!"

"Done!" shouted Eric from his chair. Everyone crowded around to read the note. "This is brilliant, Eric!" said Jorja.

"I can be smart, you know."

"Alright! Let's get this thing started! Or, as my good friend Detective Sherlock Holmes would say, 'The game is afoot,'" smiled Greg as he stared at the note in his hands. This time, nothing was going to go wrong.

TBC…

I know it's short, but please R&R! I have no idea when the next chapter will be up, but knowing where I'm going to take this story, I have a hunch that it will be up pretty soon. Again, sorry if it takes a long time.