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Chapter 25

"I'd suggest you stay seated." Brass suggested. "Or I might have to chain you down."

Bobby sat back down.

"Didn't think I'd be seeing you again Grissom."

Grissom took a seat. "Well, we all get surprises now and again don't we?"

Bobby chuckled. "I guess we do, so to what do I owe the pleasure?"

Grissom looked him dead in the eye. "You're going to tell me where your wife is."

"Ha!" Bobby laughed. "You're kidding me right?"

Grissom screwed up his nose slightly. "Do I look like I'm kidding?"

"Look like I told you before, I don't know anything."

"Oh come on..." Brass cut in. "Sure you do. There must be little hideaways somewhere. A place where you know she would be safe."

"No comment. I'm not telling you anything and you can't do a damn thing about it."

Grissom clenched his fists together. There was a knock at the door.

"Captain Brass you have a phone call."

Brass nodded. "Okay be there in one minute."

The guard nodded and closed the door again.

Brass looked at Grissom who gave him the faintest of nods.

Reaching into his pocket Brass pulled out a set of cuffs. "Stand up."

"What?"

Brass walked behind Bobby. "You heard me, stand up. Now."

Bobby was confused and didn't move so Brass grabbed his shirt and pulled him to his feet.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Brass cuffed Bobby's wrists behind his back and pushed him back down into the chair.

"Just making sure you're a good boy while I'm gone." Brass headed to the door.

"Hey you can't leave me with him! Not like this."

"Why? You have fun now." Brass grinned slyly and left the room.

Bobby's eyes met Grissom's. He swallowed hard seeing nothing more than fire and hatred burning within them. But what could he do? He couldn't touch him.

"So how's the wife?"

Grissom tilted his head slightly. "Don't!"

"Don't what?" Bobby grinned. "Just making pleasant conversation." Bobby leaned forward a little. "You know how much I'd love to get my hands on that fine piece of ass again? Feel her mouth on my dick?"

Grissom closed his eyes briefly and took a breath.

"Oh and I have to say, sorry about the baby old boy. Must have taken you a while to keep it up long enough to achieve that one."

Without warning Grissom lunged forward and punched Bobby full on between the eyes. Bobby tumbled backwards and out of the chair, hitting his head on the wall. Blood poured from the top of his nose as Grissom shot from his chair, rolled up his sleeves and walked slowly towards him.

"You broke my fucking nose!" Bobby screamed wincing in pain.

"Yeah! You like that?" Grissom shouted yanking Bobby from the floor, pushing him backwards. He hit the table and stumbled over it once again hitting the floor with a thud.

"You can't do this!" Bobby cried as his shoulder hit the floor with a painful crunch.

"Oh?" Grissom stalked towards him. "Why not?"

"Because you're a fucking cop!" Bobby spat.

Grissom pulled him from the floor once more and pierced his eyes with his own. Then he watched as the blood gently trickled from the bridge of Bobby's nose down along his cheeks.

"Technically I'm not a cop." Grissom pushed again and once more Bobby fell over the table back onto the floor.

"Stooop!" Bobby shouted.

"Why? If being a cop doesn't give me the right to beat you then why does being a nobody give you the right to beat my wife or myself?"

Bobby looked up from his crumpled position seeing a look in Grissom's eyes he never thought he'd ever see. Revenge.

"You remember don't you?" Grissom continued. "How much you hurt us? How much you are still hurting us? Why should I not be allowed a little pay back?"

Bobby gritted his teeth but then he laughed. He struggled not to choke on his own laughter as the blood from his nose pooled into his mouth. He spat ruthlessly on the floor.

"Well come on then!" He shouted struggling to his feet. "Give it your best shot. Come on! Cos you know what Doc? I really don't think you got it in ya!"

Grissom hesitated a little and despite the hatred for this man, he was right. This wasn't him but he really did feel like beating ten bells of shit out of this guy right now. He moved close to Bobby who took a tentative step backwards. With lightening speed Grissom's fist thrust hard into Bobby's stomach and he doubled over in pain. Grissom grabbed him and pinned him against the wall.

"Be careful what you ask for, now are you going to tell me where she is?"

Bobby took a painful breath. "Bite me!"

Grissom raised his brow but stood back as the door opened. Brass entered along with the prison guard. Bobby slumped against the wall.

"Everything okay here?" Brass asked.

Grissom looked at Bobby. "Yeah Mr Steven's here just had a little accident."

"Oh?" The guard interrupted. "That right Bobby?"

Bobby wiped some of the blood from his face. "Yeah, fell off my chair. No biggie."

"Well you need to be more careful then don't you?" The guard chuckled.

"Are we done?" Bobby gasped holding his stomach.

Brass looked at Grissom. "Yeah we're done."

The guard gestured towards the door and Bobby followed. "Watch your back Grissom, this isn't over."

As Bobby left the room a rumble of thunder echoed through the room.

"Great." Grissom mumbled. "Another storm."

"Did you get anything?" Brass asked.

"No, but that's not what we were after right?"

Brass grinned. "Right. You okay?"

Grissom clenched his fist. It hurt; he was going to have a nice big bruise there. "I'm fine. Let's just hope this works, is the trace ready?"

Brass nodded. "All set."

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Sara sat at the kitchen table, first aid kit strewn all over the table top. She struggled to change the strapping on her fingers.

"God damn it." She mumbled and then jumped as the vibrant boom of thunder hit the house. Michael jumped too but then shrugged it off, continuing with his task at hand. The rain came so heavy Sara could hear every drop as it fell. She felt frustrated. Only one day in this house and she was already going crazy and it wasn't healthy to keep Michael cooped up like this. She looked over as Michael chuckled to himself. Sat on the sofa he had pinned his badge to ant.

"Offlicer ant!" He shouted.

Sara grinned and then cursed again she just couldn't get the strapping right. There was a knock at the door and she got up, doing her usual routine before opening the door. There Tony stood, getting wet again.

"Hi Sara."

"Hi."

"Is there anything I can get you before I go off shift? There's another storm so same drill as yesterday."

Sara looked at her watch. "Damn, is it five already?"

Tony smiled and nodded. He saw the look of frustration on Sara's face.

"Are you okay?"

Sara sighed. "Yeah, just that I've been trying to change this damn strapping for over an hour. Didn't realise I'd been doing it that long."

"Well I'll be finished in five minutes. Would you like some help?"

Sara smiled. "Really no, you don't have to do that. I'm sure I'll get there."

"Please Sara, let me help. I don't have anywhere else to be. Danny can clock me out and do the de brief, it's not like anything has happened today. Please let me help."

Sara thought for a second and her smile grew. "Okay. Thank you."

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The guard escorted Bobby back towards his cell.

"You want to go see the doc?" He grinned.

Bobby scathed at the guard. "No, but I wanna make a phone call. Right now."

"Oh you do do you?"

"Come on; give a guy in pain a break huh?"

"And who are you planning to call?"

"My mother, she worries."

The guard rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever, just hurry up."

Bobby headed towards the phones and turned to the guard. "Gimmie a little privacy?"

The guard folded his arms firmly. "Five minutes or I'll break more than your nose." He walked down the corridor and waited.

Bobby dialled.

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Grissom and Brass hurried to the mobile command centre just outside the prison. Opening the back door they jumped inside. Archie awaited them, two officers with him.

"You all set up?" Brass asked.

Archie nodded. "Yep, we just got to wait for our man to make a move and if he does we just better hope he stays on long enough for a trace."

Grissom sighed he wasn't the most patient of people right now. Every second he was away from Sara was one too many. He was still trying to work out how he was going to make everything up to her.

Brass looked to one of the officers. "Any sightings?"

The officer shook his head. "No sir. We have an extra two patrol cars circling the area now and no signs of our pair so far."

Grissom looked at Brass. "The back of my mind was telling me she wouldn't fall for following me but it was worth a shot. The trace has to work or we are back to square one."

Brass faked a smile just praying the phone call was made.

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Kate and Bobby quickly packed up their truck outside the run down hardware store, rushing to get out of the rain. Kate smiled knowing she had everything she needed now and if things worked out she would get to use all the tools at her disposal. Josh's cell began to ring and Kate looked on curiously.

"Who would be calling you?"

Josh shrugged his shoulders and pulled out the phone. "What?" He answered.

"Bro it's me..."

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Grissom clenched his fists tensely. His eyes suddenly lit up as the phone call began and the trace started.

"Looks like our fish took the bait." Brass mumbled watching as the clock began.

Grissom leaned forward. "How long do we need?" His heart was pounding; this surely was their only chance.

Archie tapped at the PC. "It's a cell, and the reception is terrible due to the weather. We need at least two minutes."