Hey guys! I'm very sorry for the late update, I had a French exam yesterday and was busy with learning... However, here's the next chapter, and I really hope you like it :) Please don't forget to give me a feedback and leave a review after reading :)

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"They took it!" Canham said loudly, again with a very aggressive voice. Nick saw the gun in his right hand, but he was relieved to not see the knife. He didn't know why, but he was more scared that the man would touch Greg again with this damn knife and hurt him; the gun didn't seem that dangerous. However, it was also Canham itself who worried him; of course. Nick had no clue what he was talking about, and his voice didn't really made the situation better. He glanced to Greg, who replied his look. He was still pale and it was obvious that his friend was in pain; Nick saw him trembling and shivering, and the cuts were still bleeding. Whch was not good at all.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

Greg immediately starred back to Canham, who was approaching to him. He was relieved that he didn't pointed the weapon at Nick or him, but h was of course still afraid of him. He didn't know what was coming next nor what Canham was talking about. He didn't even recognised his voice really; his vision was still dizzy and he felt ill.

"Your damn CSI friends took it..." Canham continued as he made sure he had the attention of both, Nick and Greg. "I mean, how can they just walk into my house and stealing my stuff!"

Nick saw the man approaching even more to Greg who was trying to push himself back, but of course he didn't had a chance. God, this guy couldn't hurt him again!

"Leave him alone!" Nick yelled and saw Greg closing his eyes. Luckily, the man held in, however he just turned his head to Nick, but didn't really left Greg.

"Don't you dare to touch him again!" Nick continued, now more self-confident.

"God, why can't you just shut up?"Canham. "When I'm talking, you just have to keep your mouth shut!" He made a pause, and to Nick's horror, he continued walking to Greg and pushed his head through his head back. Greg winced and tried not to scream out loud but a small moan came out of his mouth.

"Your damn CSI friends..." Canham finally spoke, completely ignoring Nick's screams. "They took my diary, where everything was written in... All my researches, all my experiments; all my thoughts..."

Before Nick even found out what he was talking about, he suddenly punched Greg in the face, then in his stomach and Nick heard the terrible sound of breaking bones. Probably his rips.

"Greg!" Nick screamed, still trying to get off his ropes. He couldn't watch this anymore; he didn't want Greg to get hurt and hear his screams. He just wanted to end this nightmare.

Greg moaned again, his eyes closed. Blood was now dripping out of his nose, which looked like it was broken as well.

Greg could hear voices, he recognised Nick's screams again, but he couldn't understand what he was saying. He was shocked that Canham was getting that violent all of a sudden, and he didn't expect this. Greg felt, additionaly to the pain of the cuts, a sharp pain within his rips, and he knew they were broken. He tried to open his eyes, but they were just too heavy and he wasn't sure if he managed to look in the man's mask again.

He had to cough and felt blood in his mouth, which was definitely not good.

"You are going to pay for this..." he suddenly heard the man whispering in his ear. Then he finally let off Greg and turned around to Nick, but not without pointing the weapon onto Greg's forehead again.

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"Can't you drive faster?" Warrick asked nervously from the seat behind Grissom. It had taken Brass nearly half an hour to get the permisson to go into Jack Canham's house again, and now they were driving over to get their boys back.

Grissom was not sure what he should await once they were arriving at the scene. Through Canham's diary he had found out that he was helding them in a kind of cellar and he just hoped to get there as soon as possible because it seemed that Canham was loosing... his patience. The worst thing was that nobody of his team know in what kind of conditon Nick and Greg will be found... The most important thing was that they found them alive.

He looked at the back mirror to see Warrick's expression. The younger CSI looked nervously around, his arms crossed and he was clearly not feeling that well. Grissom didn't blame him; He knew how close he was with Nick and Greg, and he was feeling like that as well.

"We should be there in 2 minutes." Grissom answered finally, trying to keep his voice calm and firmly.

Catherine was sitting next to her boss, looking out of the car window. She saw the creepy house appoaching slowly, and she sighed.

Grissom parked his car and before they went out, he just had to say something. He knew he had to try to calm them down, or at least give them some hope, although it was hard to find any.

"We'll get them back" Grissom said, looking in Catherine's eyes. "Everything's going to be alright."

...

"What w-will you do?" Nick asked, scared. "Y-You can't hurt him again, he hasn't done anything!" He whished that his voice did not sound that trembling, he wanted to sound brave for Greg, to motivate him and to give him hope. However, it was really difficult to just sit there, to just watch his little brother getting hurt by this crazy man.

Canham ignored Nick again and spoke to Greg instead, who was trying hard to breath calmly. He was feeling really dizzy now, he couldn't concentrate on anything. He just heard the blood rushing in his ears and Canham's voice far away. As he felt the cold barrel of Nick's gun on his head, he tried to calm down, but failed as he had to cough hard again.

"Now you might imagine how I felt when my brother..." The man spoke up again, but interrupted himself. Nick had the feeling that this situation reached a kind of... climax. It was the first time that Canham was getting that emotional, although he told them already a lot of his own story.

Suddenly he heard the click of the gun that was unlocked by Canham. He shuddered and felt cold as ice... No, this was not going to end like this! It just couldn't...

"Please, don't do this!" he said to the man and hoped that he wasn't going to be ignored again. If he just could win some time, then he might have a chance to get his friend out of here...

"You can do anything you want with m-me" Nick continued as the man luckily turned back to Nick, obviously curiously what his hostage will say next.

"Just don't hurt him anymore..." Nick forced himself to look over to Greg, to make him clear that he shouldn't give up and that everything was going to be okay. If he'd just believe it on his own...

Greg heard Nick's voice speaking softly. He tried to open his eyes and a wave of dizzyness was coming over him again. Greg coughed again as he tried to take a deep breath. He wanted to say to Nick that he shouldn't worry... that it was okay if Canham choosed him to... God, he even didn't want to think about this.

"N-nick" Greg managed to whisper weakly. He felt even more cold, maybe because he still felt the barrel on his forehead.

"'s not your f-fault... Y-you don't have to..."Greg continued, but was interrupted by Canham.

"Well, that's all very nice..." he said, looking at Greg again. "But I unfortunately you don't have much time left. As I said, One of you will have to pay that your damn friends took my diary and with that, my thoughts. Because you are the younger one, I choosed you... Maybe you should be thankfull not to be depended from your annoying friend next to you anymore."

Canham laughed cruelly, looking at Nick.

"Say good-bye to your brother"

Greg closed his eyes again and suddenly heard the bang. That's it, he thought desperetly.

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