I don't know how long I had been knocked out for. I awoke to the sound of shuffling and inaudible voices. I opened my eyes to see where I was. My head was throbbing and my mind was swimming. I opened my eyes only to be greeted by fuzzy figures moving around in front of me. The best way I could describe it would be like opening your eyes under water. I blinked hard a few time to try to regain my vision. I lifted my hands to try and rub my eyes or atleast I attempted to lift my hands. When I did I realized they were being restrained. I looked down and blinked a few more times and realized both of my wrist had been duct taped to the arms of a wooden chair. I pulled harder at my makeshift restraints but was drawn away from my thoughts when I heard a loud thud from across the room. "Don't touch me" I heard an all too familiar voice cry out. I squinted in the dimly lit living room of the cabin and soon the blurry fast-moving shapes began to come into focus. I saw the large man in the black ski mask pinning Sara down to the floor. I tried to make sense of the situation when it all came back to me. The man who I assume had held his handgun to my temple before knocking me out cold was crouched down between her legs . He had his hands pressed down on both of her knees, he was also wearing a ski mask but his was camouflage. I could see a extremely greasy ponytail hanging down his back, he was shorter than the other man but appeared to be more muscular . The both of them were wearing black shirts and black pants. His assailant in the black ski mask had himself positioned above her head using his knees to pin her arms to the ground. I watched her struggle under the weight of the to men "She's a feisty one isn't she?" The taller assailant shot at his partner with a snort. "Oh yeah, but I like a little fire in my women. This is gonna be fun." I saw Sara's eyes widen at the sick mans statement and she began to struggle harder under them. A million thought were running through my head. How could this be happening? Did the cops not clear the scene? Where the hell were the officers that had been posted at the scene, My mind drifted to the worst of what may have happened to the two young cops who were assigned to the crime scene. My thoughts were brought back to earth when I heard her scream "STOOOP" The sight of what was happening in front of me made my stomach turn. The masked man that was positioned between her legs has began to roam his hands over her chest. "GET OFF OF HER!" I screamed and the commotion they had been making came to a halt. All three heads turned to look at me, I made eye contact with those deep brown eyes first, they were red with tears streaming down them. She had a bruise under her left eye and her shirt had been torn at the collar. The Sara Sidle I knew never went down without a fight...and that's exactly what it looked like she had been through. "Ahh , how nice of you to finally join us, now the fun can begin" I fought hard against my restraints. "The cops are going to be here any second looking for us. Let us go!" my plea was answer by a heart wrenching statement. "Oh I don't think we have to worry about those dear cops that were protecting you...they didn't even put up a fight." I glared at him wondering what had become of the two men. "It truly is a shame I had to kill them... but I guess you can only blame yourself Dr. Grissom...they died so we could get to you." I shook my head in confusion. "What do you want" I pleaded to the masked man. He stood up and made his way over to me leaving his position between Sara's legs. He crouched down in front of the chair I was strapped into. "What do I want, ? I want revenge. Revenge for what you've done. You've taken everything away from me... So I see it only fit to make you suffer.. the way you made me suffer." I narrowed my eyes at the fowl man mere inches from my face. " YOU'LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS!" His laugh came deep from his stomach "Well we will see about that, but you're right we won't get away with it here. So I guess it's time for a little road trip. He stood pulling a bottle of what I assumed was chloroform out of his pants pocket and poured it onto a white rag. The masked psychopath walked back over to Sara, my Sara and placed the rag over her mouth and nose, I watch her body convulse under his force before becoming completely still as she lay unconscious on the middle of the cabin floor. He turned back to me with a smirk. "Now it's your turn to go night,night my dear Doctor". I shook my head back and forth as the white rag approached my face. I used all my strength to try and fight back, but my efforts were fruitless. As his hand holding the doused rag clamped over my face everything began to become fuzzy. "Relax Grissom . The real fun hasn't even begun" those were the last words I heard before I drifted into darkness, yet again.
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