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Chapter 12
Forcefully, Aaron had pushed Greg into the stairs leading from the roof and down to the street, before the door slowly closed, Greg saw Nick holding his aching shoulder in his hand. Hopefully he'd be alright. But what he was more worried about was where Aaron James was taking him, because from all the swearing and cursing Aaron was muttering under his breath, things were not going according to plan. "This wasn't suppose to happen! He's supposed to be dead right now. That bitch Tad must of ratted my ass out. If he ever gets out of the joint, I'm going to wring his mother fuckin neck!"
Greg grew more worried by the minute. Then, they reached the door leading into the alley and saw all the cops. Oh thank god! But instead, Aaron pushed Greg into the driver's seat of the car. He then got into the passenger seat and pointed the gun at Greg. "Get us the hell out of here whitey!"
Slowly, Greg turned on the ignition and drove out of the alleyway and onto the road, away from the cops and his friends. What was going to happen now? He wasn't going to die just yet cause if Aaron shoots him now, they're both dead from the crash that was sure to happen…Wait! A crash! He could run the car into the ditch and get out of here. But when they reached the desert, that hope had faded when Aaron told him to stop the car. Greg came to a complete halt and watched as Aaron got out and went to the driver's side. Out of his pockets came a pair of handcuffs. He points the gun at Greg. "Alright Greggo, here is how this is going to work. You're going to get out of the car."
Not wanting to get him into anymore trouble than he was already in, he got out of the car and walked up to Aaron. "Now turn around and face the car."
Greg turned around and then was pushed against the car forcefully. He then felt his hands being forced behind his back and being cuffed in place. Instead of being told what to do next, Aaron forced the gun into the lower half of Greg's back and pushed him over to the trunk. With the gun still pointing at Greg, he opened the trunk and shoved Greg inside. He then took out a bandana and wrapped it around Greg's mouth. "If you don't make one sound, I'll let you live longer than you already will."
Aaron closes the trunk and leaves Greg in the dark. But something came at him unexpectedly. Aaron had pushed open part of the backseat to allow fresh air in. "Think yourself lucky I'm doing this."
Aaron then got into the driver's seat and sped away. Think himself lucky, huh? He was bound and gagged in the trunk and probably a hundred miles away from Las Vegas. Yeah, he was lucky alright. Greg moved around a little in the trunk and got into a "comfortable" postion and decided the best thing to do was rest. Who knows how long he'll have to be able to get some decent sleep?
Grissom was speeding in the direction he thought he saw Aaron James go in, but wasn't having any luck in finding the car or Greg. Then, his phone rang. "Grissom."
"Hey Grissom, it's Catherine. Ecklie wants you to come back to the lab."
"What? I can't, I have to find Greg. How's Nicky?"
"Nick's fine. They just took him to the hospital. They said he'll be just fine. Ecklie says come back to the lab, or find yourself another job."
"Then consider me fired. I'm not coming back, not without Greg."
"Don't be stubborn Grissom. He says that their going to formulate a plan to get Greg, and even if you do find him, anything you get won't be justifiable in court. You're endangering your job, Greg, and getting this son of a bitch behind bars. We're all worried about Greg. Hell, he's practically my son! But don't do anything stupid that could end up risking Greg's safety."
Catherine was right, of course. Anything he found, they couldn't use. "Okay, I'll see you guys back in ten."
Grissom hangs up the phone and pops a u-ey. I've always wanted to say that : p Immediately speeds towards the lab.
Catherine had just hung up the phone. Ecklie walks up to her. "Is he coming back?"
"Yeah."
Ecklie smiles and walks away. Warrick and Sara come up behind Catherine and watch Ecklie leave. "I hate that guy," says Warrick.
"Don't we all," replies Sara.
Catherine doesn't say anything. All the worst case scenarios kept popping up in her head. What if they never found Greg? What if they did find him, but dead? How this affect the team? How the hell were they going to get a decent cup of coffee around here? "You guys worried about Greg?" asks Catherine.
"Greg's a tough guy, he won't go down without a fight. Not to mention he's stubborn and abnoxious. With our luck, Greg will irritate Aaron so much that he'll practically give Greg back," says Warrick.
Sara and Catherine smile and laugh. "Greg's fine, I'm sure of it," he says….
I hope.
TBC…
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